Monday, November 30, 2009

People

People make me crazy.

Sometimes I think I would seriously be happy living on a sandy beach somewhere with no other PEOPLE around.

Judgmental, cranky, irritating people. People who can't help but put in their two cents worth on everything you do. People who, oh just for the halibut, enjoy engaging in lengthy conversations about you because ....well, just because.

I'm not even sure I'd take my dog, as she's on my nerves right now.

Oh yeah....Fa la la la....la la la friggin' la!

On the plus side today, I spent some time with my two youngest daughters. We went to the gym and swam laps then we went up to Alderwood and I bought myself some unmentionables with my birthday money (Thanks Mom and Dad!) Then I treated my girls to a dinner at Red Lobster. Just the three of us. We ate, we laughed and we had a wonderful time.

And not ONCE during the entire evening did the waitress question my parenting skills or my clothing. I'm also fairly certain that my waitress didn't scurry back to the kitchen to gossip about me with all the other waitresses. No one made me feel bad in any way whatsoever. It was wonderful.

I should do this kind of thing more often.

And now....I should really go look for some Valium somewhere.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Thankful

Despite what many of you may think---I am thankful for many things in my life. Many, many things. Even the hard things that have made me stronger, though I might not have seen it at the time. It's never fun going through the refiners fire but it's always worth it.

I'm grateful for my husband. He's the kindest, most gentle man on the planet. We have been through a great deal in our marriage and he's either a glutton for punishment or he really loves me because he's still by my side. He's always been a hard worker and good provider for the family. I love him.

I'm thankful for my oldest daughter Stephanie--or Tep as the kids call her. Nearly 21 years ago she made me a mommy for the first time. She taught me the real meaning of love and how you can absolutely love another person so much that you would literally walk through fire for them. I admire her dedication to her physical health and I'm grateful that she's beginning to see the benefits of filling her spiritual side as well.

I'm thankful for my son--The Boy--who has taught me I was right when I thought that males were from another planet. I'm thankful for his maturity in taking over his personal finances and purchasing his own car this year.

I'm very thankful for my Allison Marie. She has the sweetest, most sensitive heart. I'm grateful for her laughter and for her love and for having her. Her sense of humor nearly puts me on the floor at times. Through her I have learned so much.

I'm thankful for Ashley Rose. Through her circumstances of birth and health I have come to be a stronger person. I have also become acquainted with many people I would never otherwise have met and they have become dear friends. I'm thankful that Ashley will still cuddle with me, that she will still hold my hand and she will hug me. I'm thankful that she feeds my mommy-heart when I most need it filled.

I am grateful for gospel of Jesus Christ in my life. I'm thankful for the spirit in my life and the little nudges I receive. I'm thankful for the blessing I receive and the strength given to me when I read the scriptures, when I pray and when I attend the temple.

I'm thankful for all of you--my friends and family--both in the real world and in the virtual. I'm even thankful for the person who hit our car and didn't leave a note. I'm thankful for the other guy who hit our car and did leave a note. I'm thankful that the basement is flooded and adding excitement to our Thanksgiving day.

What are YOU thankful for?

Saturday, November 21, 2009

If it weren't for bad luck...

Are you old enough to remember the show Hee Haw? There was this little shtick they did about bad luck. It goes something like this:



Sometimes our life is like an episode of Hee Haw.

A few weeks ago our small car was sitting there minding it's own business and someone ran into it. Not only did they run into it, they ran off. A hit and run that totaled the car, according to our insurance company. It also rendered the driver's side door permanently stuck closed. Anyone driving the car has to climb in the passenger side to, clamber over the console and plop into the driver's seat. It's a lovely gymnastic adventure--especially if you're wearing a dress.

Last night at work the car was hit again. This time someone at hubby's work hit it in the front right corner, popping the door permanently OPEN.

At least this time the guy left a note with his insurance info on it.

Not that it's going to do us any good.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Sweet Souls

Monday Lance and I had a delicious and delightful meeting at Children's Hospital to talk about how we were indentured to them for the remainder of our natural lives due to Allison's recent week long incarceration there. I think they'd like a part of us after we pass on as well, but I'm not quite sure how that's going to to work out.

After we finished there we stopped by to visit Peggy--she of the Pt/ot department and Ashley's dearest friend there at the hospital.

(We love her too)

Peggy was with a lady and her grandson at the time and before we'd arrived they'd apparently been talking about us. Now of course we know why our ears were burning.

Barbara and her grandson Kyle were here from Idaho and Kyle has a lot of the same issues as Ashley and so they invited us to come visit them at their hotel on Tuesday night and spend some time in the pool and visiting. There was talk of pizza and root beer and thus I was rendered incapable of saying no.

When we go there it was Wine and Cheese Night at the hotel. Not to be confused with the Whiney and Cheesy Nights that I generally enjoy here at Rancho Troeppl. So we ate cheese, nibbled crackers and got to know each other. Pizza arrived and then it was off to the pool. My swimsuit was still damp from my pool workout earlier in the day, but that's not the reason I declined to climb in the water. The pool was surrounded by windows. Windows that looked out from the dining area of the Wine and Cheese Night shindig. I was afraid I'd spoil appetites so I kept my clothes on and just the kids got into the pool.




Kyle has been through a great deal in his eight years on this planet. It was fun to watch Ashley helping him in the pool and to see him light up when he talked to her. It's good to meet someone who is a lot like you when you haven't met anyone who is anything like you ever.

So it was a lovely evening and I think we made some friends that we'll be able to visit with off and on as they come over here for treatments.

Nice to meet you Kyle and Barb!


Sunday, November 15, 2009

Escape

After a rather horrifying week, we decided to pull up stakes and head to the mountains in search of white powdery escape.

In other words...snow.

I love this child more than I can ever put into words. Behold..my Alli.



We went to Steven's Pass where we discovered some snow...but not enough for our liking.

Lance and Ashley seemed to enjoy it.




They went down small hills in inner tubes and landed hard. Thankfully there was no breaking of bones, just a jarring of the heads and spinal columns.

After sliding around for a bit, we went to Leavenworth. Oh we love Leavenworth.



We loved it so much that we spent the night. Ashley ran up to our room on the the third floor and yelled down the from the balcony to us as we were gathering our gear, "Our room is FANTASTIC! It has EVERYTHING!!" She was so excited.

And by 'everything', she must have meant two queen sized beds, a tv, a bathroom and a couch. It was everything we needed.

We discovered that playing in the snow rendered one famished so we decided to order pizza from a nearby pizza place. As we were in our favorite little Bavarian village in the mountains we threw caution to the wind and ordered The Bavarian. The order sheet said it came with German sausage, onions and mushrooms. Sounds delectable, does it not?

It arrived and I opened the box. I wasn't sure what I was looking at---it was covered in...stuff. I wasn't sure what this 'stuff' was, but I was fairly certain no respectable pizza joint would deliberately poison their customers, so I picked up a slice and took a bite.

I was wrong.

I chewed once...twice...then spit it out onto the paper plate. WHO PUTS SAUERKRAUT ON A PIZZA????

It was all kinds of horrible and I called them to tell them so. I was nice about it and simply said that no where in their menu did it make mention of sauerkraut. They replaced their vile concoction with a Hawaiian. Which was also a very bad pizza, but did not have a smidge of sauerkraut on it, so we ate some of it.

After we left Leavenworth, we went to Wenatchee and then on to Mission Ridge in search of more snow. There was even less snow there, but they did find a better hill of the white stuff than they had on Steven's pass. Ash took a rather hard landing at one point, hitting her cute little bottom on some rocks.



She decided it was time to head back to the suburban.



On the way home I drove in the dark and blowing snow over the mountain pass. I do not recommend this activity to the faint of heart. Nor do I recommend thinking (as you are driving through these snowy conditions) 'Gee, I hope there are no deer running around here on the road tonight'. I say this because just as I thought this thought, a huge four point buck sprang out in front of the suburban. The sound that involuntarily sprang from my lips was reminiscent of the sounds I made during labor--only with more feeling. Thankfully the buck realized that he should change course or die and did so. I was full of adrenaline for the remainder of the drive home.

(A huge thank you for all the prayers and kind thoughts many of you have given to our family in the past week. I have sincerely felt their impact and have been strengthened by them. My heartfelt thanks)


And now, please enjoy a video of my husband sliding downhill on an innertube. IF Blogger will allow it to upload here. If not...then you won't see anything here on the end of this post.

video

Thursday, November 05, 2009

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

I drive around a lot. I mean A LOT. I spend so much time in my vehicle that I've contemplated putting in a kitchen and a bathroom to make it more comfortable for me. I also tend to keep a box of protein bars with me as I don't get to come home during the day most of the time. Plus, I go to the gym twice a day and I get hungry and don't want to visit a fast food restaurant because it would nullify the effects of going to the gym.

I told you that to tell you this.

Last night I took my girls to their church activities. As we pulled up to a corner, there was a homeless man with a cardboard sign. I've seen him there before and I've given him a protein bar before. He was very nice and gracious and thanked me.

Not this time.

Alli was in the passenger seat so I asked her to hand it to him. She was reluctant, but put her window down, held it out and said "Sir? would you like a bar?"

He came over to us and said that he doesn't often drink hard whiskey any more.

Oooo-kay

He took the bar and said, "Is this 90 proof?"

We kind of laughed and I said sure, it's 90 proof.

He scowled, said "I don't want it then!" and threw it back at us, hitting Alli in the head with the poor, non-alcoholic protein bar.

As we drove away he was muttering something about booze and food.

"Mom, please don't ever make me do that again" Alli said.

Sunday, November 01, 2009

Heaven for seven hours or so...

And by heaven I mean the beach cabin. We went over after church so Lance's Dad could work on his back. The girls and I headed straight for the cabin where I built a pretty good campfire, if I do say so myself.

We made some hobo stew and walked the sand.


We watched the moon rise....



We watched the ferries glide back and forth across the Sound...



We saw something almost as rare! A smile from Alli!



We also had Grandpa Doug join us for some stew and laughs. I have many, many more pictures. Seems I somehow managed to take about 92 of 'em but I'm tired and it's late and I think I'll go crawl into bed and enjoy the smell of the campfire in my hair.