Saturday, December 27, 2008

Titles are passe, anyway.

Dad: Still in the hospital. Pain keeps coming back, and when the pain comes back they want to keep him. Mom tells him to fake it if he wants to come home. I keep sticking my head in the sand. There are conversations that have to be had, and I'm not looking forward to them. His hospital bed has been delivered to the house and I think everything is ready for him to come home. I will buy him a Wii for his room if it he will be able to play it. I just don't want him to get bored and lonely at those times when nobody can be with him.

Garden: Slow. Two poppies have been threatening to bloom but they are just teases so far. Four sweet pea blossoms in the front yard, lots of wildflower plants now but not so much as a flower bud yet. My lettuces and greens survived all the rain (I was afraid they would rot) and seem quite happy. I have not prepared the carrot/root bed that I would like to (I just have not been in my right mind since Dad went into the hospital). The backyard is flush with a new crop of weed seedlings - time for my magical hoe to get to work again! The sugar snap peas all died, I'm not sure why. I need to get my list of January tasks and seeds put together.

Christmas: I spent most of Christmas Eve night with Pop in the hospital. Christmas Day we went to San Clemente; Dan's parents have a timeshare condo there and they booked the nicest one for Christmas week. The ocean view was incredible and we got to watch a storm blow in, shaking the trees and the windows. The Kinnick half of the family is going to try for a second Christmas on New Year's Eve (Mom's birthday); hopefully Dad will be home by then. My cousin Rachelle and her family will be arriving today. They were supposed to stay at our house while we were up in Yosemite, but of course all that's out the window now.

How were your holidays? tell me everything.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Merry Christmas!

I will likely not be blogging much in the next week or so (I don't expect you to be, either).

So Merry Christmas and know that I love you. Fell free to call me any time. if you don't have my cell # just email me through the blog. I and my family would love to hear from you anytime.

Have some wonderful holidays.

Cancer Sucks.

As I'm sure you already know.

Pop's back in the hospital again. Turns out the stomach/GI problems he's been having for the last two months are caused by the cancer. It's spread into his abdomen and some of his bones. The doctors say six months, but you know the answer really is "who knows?" He should be home by Christmas, and we'll have in-home hospice care from then on. Dad's in good spirits, as good as anybody can be in this situation, but he's in pain, too. He'll probably be on morphine from here on out.

I'm planning to spend every Friday-Sunday up in Chino from now on. Paul will be enrolled in the after-school program two days a week. I think I'll still be able to pull off taking Chemistry this spring- thank heavens it's a M/W class.

We canceled our Yosemite vacation, which my Mom thinks was stupid of us, but on Friday we just didn't know how bad it was or wasn't. We may still drum up the desire to do something. we'll see how it all plays out with Pop.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Iris, My Heroine

Last Thursday night, I went grocery shopping. I had to take the boys because Dan was working late. They are always crazy at night, and Thursday was no exception. I wrestled them out of the car (Eli had already kicked off his shoes), strapped Eli into the cart while he screamed like a banshee, tried to keep them from doing too much damage in the store, paid, then went out to the car. My keys were not in my purse. They were not in my pocket. They were in the ignition. In my locked car. "I'll call AAA," I thought. Then I noticed my cell phone was on the seat. In my locked car. Paul said "Why aren't we getting in the car?" I explained the situation. I don't know about where you live, but pay phones are disappearing around here, fatalities of the cell phone. I had no idea where I was going to find one.

As we were walking by the store entrance, Paul asking what we were going to do and me saying "I have no idea," a woman overhead us and asked if we needed help. I had to admit that yes, yes, I actually did. She offered her cell phone and her AAA membership, so I called AAA and they gave me a 45-minute window. It was 8:00 at night and Eli had no shoes on, nobody had a jacket on. Iris (the woman's name) asked if we needed her to stay with us. I said she didn't need to spend 45 minutes of her night waiting with us, but she insisted and even got a jacket and blanket out of her car for us.

AAA took 45 minutes, and Iris stayed with us the whole time. We had such a good time chatting. Certain verbal cues made me suspect she was LDS. I admit I asked leading questions, and once I was sure, told her that we are too. So we exchanged phone numbers and made a date to have lunch on Monday. Eli and I went over to her (big sigh here) very nice and stylish home. She's dazzlingly nice, we have a tremendous lot in common, and we're going to a party at her house next month. Plus, she and her husband go backpacking. I don't want to get too optimistic, but it looks like we might have potential new friends on our hands.


I contributed to truancy yesterday, acted irresponsibly and disregarded the mountain of work I need to do around the house. I took Paul and Eli to the snow. See, Monday we had buckets and buckets and buckets of rain. Snow fell below 4000 feet in the mountains. Courtney called me on Monday night and said all the cousins were going to skip school and go to the snow. She made a good point: "How often do we get snow days in southern California?" Well, I never need much arm-twisting to shirk non-essential duties. It's such a ridiculous amount of work and fuss for such a short pleasure, but we drove up to just past Baldy Village and found a meadow to play in. Then we drank hot cocoa and went back to Grandma & Grandpa's.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Take Some Action

I have pasted this exactly as i found it on the Design Mom blog:

Friends. I know you're busy with your holiday projects and errands, but I ask you to please join with me in taking a few minutes to help out thousands of our peers who are about to be put out of business.

In short, because of some well-meaning, but mis-guided legislation, hand-made toys (like the gorgeous wooden teethers at Little Alouette) — and all hand-made items for children — are about to become illegal. Which sounds like an exaggeration, but isn't.

The ladies at Cool Mom Picks have written up an excellent post detailing the situation. Please go read all about it. And then do this:

-Find your congress person and senators and write a letter like the sample here, particularly if they serve on the consumer protection subcommittee.
-Send a letter directly to the CPSC.
-Join the Handmade Toy Alliance and check out their proposed changes to the act which make a whole lot of sense.
-Spread the word to everyone you know who cares about helping the little guy, particularly in today's economy.

Back to me again: I love handmade toys. As currently written, the CPSIA will drive small American toy makers out of business by requiring prohibitively expensive safety testing. Small-scale American toy makers have an excellent safety record, unlike huge companies which have their toys manufactured in China. Please help keep small toy-making artists in business. Send a letter today; it only takes a few minutes.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Like A Vampire

Still buried, but will emerge soon. Holidays + flood recovery = completely swamped.

Got a solid A in Biology; don't even have to take the final. I've decided it would be reckless to try taking both Human Biochemistry and Anatomy in the spring. So I bought a high-school level Anatomy & Physiology textbook at the library bookstore and I'll study that before taking Anatomy next fall.

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Insult to Injury

While we were away, Dan's car windows were left partially open. It rained. His car stinks of mildew. And at some point somebody reached in, unlocked the door, and stole his car stereo.

The bright point is another A on Exam #3. This is very good, because I will probably bomb the lab exam on Thursday. The lowest score gets dropped. Phew.

Monday, December 01, 2008

There Is No Time


We went to Sacramento for Thanksgiving. My Dad has two brothers up there and I don't get to see them, my aunts and my cousins often enough. We stayed at my cousin Rachelle's beautiful home and my kidlets played with hers (and I think Paul is in 6-year-old love with his 2nd cousin Emma).

Got home on Sunday with one hour to go until church. Started a bath for the boys, but no hot water and no hot water and no hot water and... oh my gosh, the water heater! I knew it must have finally died, so I dashed to the garage and sure enough, water was slowly running down the floor and pooling against the garage door. It's not as bad as it could have been; only a few things were damaged. There's a wool rug I had on the floor in front of the washer & dryer and it's pretty much ruined - the colors bled all over. We had warned Mr. Landlord several times about the heater and were about to complain again.

So now our food storage is stacked in front of the fireplace, which kind of wrecked my Family Home Evening plans for hanging up the stockings and decorating the mantel. There's more stuff on the living room floor, and stuff under the front eaves of the house. The garage is full of fans and dehumidifiers runnning 24/7. We had to clear some stuff out of the garage cabinets so the plumbers could drill holes in the bottoms to let them dry out.

To top it all of, I have another Biology Exam tomorrow, and then a lab exam on Thursday. I'm glad I studied on the trip and didn't put it off until the last minute!