Monday, August 17, 2015

Well, it’s Monday - AGAIN. Time’s ticking by so quickly. Cannot believe it’s mid-August already.  I told our boys about Mom/their MiMi and went to bed Friday night crying all over again.  I have a feeling there will be lots of tears shed. I’m still angry and asking “why her”. I suppose that is normal; although, knowing that doesn’t help.

So Saturday morning I TRIED to sleep late, but wound up kissing Aaron goodbye around 7am (he went fishing) and finally got out of bed around 7:30.   I’m putzing around doing laundry, sweeping, cleaning the kitchen and I received a call from a number I didn’t recognize.  It was a lady from a spa calling me to discuss the appointments Aaron had made for me.  AAHH!!!!  To say I was surprised would be an understatement.  HUH?! WHAT?!  Yep – turns out my wonderful husband went in there and pre-paid for me to get a one-hour massage and a facial. AAAAHHH!!!!!  He’s been so supportive and thoughtful. I just love him so very much.  I tried to convince him to come with me seeing as how his back is borderline incapacitating.

I pruned the garden (geeze, my squash vines are OUT OF CONTROL), he power washed the deck/porch, we grocery shopped and watched movies. Just hung out and chilled this weekend – us and the “4 heathens”. It was nice. OH and I “made” Aaron watch a few episodes of Pioneer Woman too! ;-)

Back to Monday – My dad is having a stint put in his aorta today to alleviate (or I guess get rid of) the aortic aneurism. He’s joking and acting all non-chalant but man…..all this craziness is frightening me.  I have been praying HARD.  I realize I’m almost 50 years old and my parents are not going to live forever, but their mortality isn’t something I care to think about – but am now being forced to do so.  Oh my heart.

It’s BBQ chicken for dinner tonight.  Now I have to decide what sides to prepare….. decisions, decisions!

Here is a recent picture of my mom and Ra


And a very recent picture of my dad and Fig


I’m a lucky woman to have so much love in my life.


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