One of the things very much on our minds during the past several months has been health, primarily that of Tim's mom, Becky.
On August 23rd she had heart valve replacement surgery. Her aortic valve was the worst that the surgeon had ever seen. They also replaced part of her ascending aorta which had a huge aneurysm. She was very nervous about the surgery beforehand, so nervous that she called her Dad and brother in for moral support.
We certainly enjoyed all the Great-Grandpa hugs. And there was a lot of cousin time in the ICU waiting room.
She came through surgery beautifully. Her recovery was going splendidly.
And then she fell.
And broke her upper arm.
And things went downhill.
We made a lot of trips to KU Med in Kansas City. On top of the heart recovery, now she needed shoulder replacement.
To make a long story short, my mother-in-law is still in a rehab hospital. The heart is great. The shoulder is healing. Building up her strength and endurance is a slow business. The rehab hospital staff is thrilled with her progress.
We are just looking forward to having her home. Soon. We hope.
We celebrated my birthday with my family last night. I'm so lucky to have a Mom that still cooks my favorites for my birthday - this year, chicken enchiladas - and still makes me the same birthday cake that she's made me every year since I was eighteen. The years that I lived in India, she sent the ingredients.
As much as I love the cake, what I really love is the time with my family, sitting around the table laughing. And the drive there is pretty sweet too.
(drive by shot between St. Mary's and Rossville.)
We came home to no internet or phone last night, but it is back up and running today - fingers crossed. Happy Monday.
Five days in and I've already blown the posting every day thing. But yesterday was my birthday, so I hope that will be excuse enough. And to make up for it, I'll try to post twice today.
(this picture was actually from Tim's birthday breakfast in bed back in June)
It was a fine birthdays as birthdays go. I went to the Home Depot kid's workshop with my family, where Aidin made me a picture frame. I bought and planted paperwhite bulbs. I cut out and started sewing a skirt and matching handbag for myself. I read. The whole family went to the movies together. Tim made dinner. And I watched half a dozen episodes of The Cosby Show on Netflix, which Aidin discovered recently. I still want to look as cool as Denise Huxtable.
I'll catch you back here tonight for today's real post. Happy Sunday. I hope you're enjoying your extra hour.
I'm here. Really I am. I've been mothering and homemaking and sewing and volunteering and organizing and downsizing and hosting and touring guiding, among other things.
And despite some really difficult moments this year, we have been enjoying ourselves, trying to live fully and spend more time as a family. We've explored and experienced and gotten our money's worth out of our Zoo pass. We've all found our groove and have been pretty happy.
We had a lovely visit from our British friends, Jules and Naomi.
School is over and summer camps have begun.
And, we will likely be moving. Again. State budget cuts, blah blah blah. At this point we have until October to sell our house. That may change. We shall see how it all pans out.
But we are okay! We feel like we have options! Having moved once, we are not so afraid to do it again. And we may just take this opportunity to undertake a real family adventure.
So I'm sorting and eliminating and painting and trying to add curb appeal. I'm planning a garage sale. I'm willing to get rid of my fabric stash. But before I do I've been cutting out projects - mainly for me - left right and center. I've been reading up a storm while I still have access to a local library. And reading books that I own but have never read.
I've been researching insurance plans and homeschooling options (input welcome, homeschooling mamas!).
And I've been slowly trying to catch up with the 365 on flickr. So if you're interested in the ins and outs of the past few months, catch me over there. I'll try to catch up with some of the crafty stuff over here. No promises that it will be anytime real soon, but I know you'll understand.
Thanks for hanging in there with us, friends. It makes me so happy to know that wherever we end up, there will likely be a friendly blogger nearby.
Just popping in for a quick St. Patty's Day "hello".
I'm enjoying my pot of shamrocks and the spring-like weather. Of course, Sunday night we got 7 inches of snow so the warm sunshine is especially sweet. I'm also enjoying the daily tour of my yard to see what will pop up. Since it is our first spring in this house, I really don't know what to expect.
Tonight Tim plays an Irish gig in Chapman, so we are all going out to have a good Irish dinner and listen. But first there is reading with first graders and a Girl Scout meeting. I hope your day is filled with equally enjoyable activities.
These things I warmly wish to you- Someone to love Some work to do A bit o' sun A bit o' cheer And a guardian angel always near.
This school year has been pretty chaotic. Especially for my eldest. She was so fully invested in her old school, so moving and making true friends like she left behind has been difficult. Add to that a teacher with cancer and the first semester was an emotional roller coaster. They didn't know from day to day if Mrs. Morgan would be there or if there would be a substitute. And when there was a substitute their imaginations got the best of them leading them to worry even more.
Her teacher decided to take a few months off to recover and get her energy back after chemo. When we returned after the holidays they had a permanent, long term sub, Mr. Green. And he was a godsend.
The whole class was a stressed out bunch, but in walked this man who was fun and funny and let them go a little wild. With is bald head and his white goatee and his wealth of life experience, he energized them and made them forget they were learning. They played lots of games and performed a bunch of scientific experiments. He made learning state capitols interesting. And the change-up caused my kid to finally get long division.
And today was his last day. And we are all a little sad.
So I made him a coffee cuff as a thank you, and presented it with a Starbucks card.
It seemed trivial and pathetic, but I really wanted to let him know what a difference he had made... because the difference was enormous.
It's Valentine's Day, and after reading Erin's post the other day I got an idea. Mother daughter valentine skirts, like this. Easy peasy. All from the stash. I've had this fabric forever and always thought it looked valentiny despite it's lack of hearts.