Another hazy, hot and humid day. Last night one of my co workers from the nursing home I use to work at dropped off some food. A baked ham, macaroni salad, potato salad and baked beans. The many visitors that I have had for the last week have dwindled and it was only my husband and I for dinner last night. So, I called my cousin and said, don't cook any dinner tomorrow night I am coming for food. This is the cousin, along with her two daughters, orchestrated the food fest for the entire week after my brother died. She is also the one with the pool.
So this morning I got up and packed everything up and got to her house about 11:30. I stored everything away for dinner time and we lounged in the pool and out of the pool. My husband came after work to join us for dinner, her two daughters were there with one of the daughter's husbands also arriving after work. Her son came after work and her other son, the one who is the priest and who officiated over my brother's funeral mass was there all day. We had a nice day and a nice meal, with no one having to cook. Thank you former co workers.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
SAD NEWS WRITTEN BY MY BROTHER'S BOSS
It saddens me immensely to announce the passing or our dear friend and colleague, Thomas__________ . I guess I should mention that Tom has been with the with the Board for 30 years. However, as impressive as that tenure may seem, it pales in comparison to his impact upon all of us. For those few of you who never had the opportunity to meet Tom, it would be impossible to explain all that you missed. I once told him he was like the "Mayor of the Board" but corrected myself because his "reign" reached far beyond this agency. A more apt title might simply have been "brother"- not only to his beloved sister Belle, but to his expansive family of friends throughout the area and beyond. In my naivete as a new employee in 2005 I quickly realized most people had no idea who I was. However, once I told them my position, they would immediately respond with "Oh, you work with Tommy!" That gave me newfound credibility. Yesterday I lost that identity and it pains me beyond words.
MY FIRST DAY ALONE
Today was the first day since last Wednesday the day my brother died that I would be totally alone.
Wednesday, the day he died, no sooner did my husband daughter and I get home, my relatives started showing up and never left until late into the night. Bringing food, morale support and beautiful words about my brother.
Thursday, my husband was with me all morning as I went through the process of going to the Funeral Home to pick out a casket, writing the obituary for the newspaper and going over the plans for the wake and funeral, ordering flowers and even running to the mall to make sure I had something appropriate to wear. Then his friends started coming by my house as did my relatives again bringing dinner, morale support and beautiful words about my brother way into the late evening.
Friday, the wake. Hundreds of people were with me. Wonderful hugs and tears and an outpouring of morale support and beautiful words about my brother. I have to say, men are the best huggers. I can cry right now feeling the hugs around me. Picking Pall Bears was a very difficult thing. I started with six and had to ask the funeral director if there was anyway I could have more. He said I could have eight, I could have come up with 12. Home after the wake to more family and friends and food.
Saturday, the funeral. Hundreds of people again at the church, the cemetery. My cousin had opened up her home to me and encouraged me to invite whomever I wanted to come to her home for an after the funeral celebration of my brother's life. The priest who offered the funeral mass was my cousin and he had the directions to my cousins house printed in the program that was handed out at the mass. Food from so many people I can't even begin to remember, morale support and beautiful words about my brother.
Sunday, the aftershock. My husband and I went to my brother's apartment to start collecting his personal papers. My daughter and husband had gone to his apartment complex on Wednesday evening to pick up his car. We brought it all home and started the slow process of sorting and putting the pieces of the puzzle together that was his life. We rested when we got that much accomplished and my neighbor spent time with me just talking and playing Scrabble.
Monday, 4th of July. My cousin invited us to her home for a BBQ. We weren't going to go but we did and I am happy. Kept my mind occupied.
Tuesday. My husband was home with me and just sort of hung out. We were able to get my brother's phone/cable/internet service turned off and I worked more on his personal papers.
Wednesday, one week later. My daughter was off from work and my husband went back. So I spent the day with my daughter at her pool in her condo complex. A nice day.
That gets me to today, Thursday. I got up this morning and here I was alone. No job to go to and no one here to tell me what to do. So I puttered around the house. Put on my bathing suit and called me cousin and said I was coming to sit by her pool. She said great.
I did meet with my brother's cardiologist today and he answered some questions for me and cleared some things up in my head. Pulmonary hypertension is what I am told he had. I new that but I always assumed it was a result of too much fluid around his lungs but the fluid was a result of the pulmonary hypertension. Bottom line his lungs were under a great deal of pressure and he wasn't getting enough oxygen to them.
Tonight the girls at the nursing home where I use to work sent over dinner. A baked ham, pot salad, mac salad and baked beans.
Wednesday, the day he died, no sooner did my husband daughter and I get home, my relatives started showing up and never left until late into the night. Bringing food, morale support and beautiful words about my brother.
Thursday, my husband was with me all morning as I went through the process of going to the Funeral Home to pick out a casket, writing the obituary for the newspaper and going over the plans for the wake and funeral, ordering flowers and even running to the mall to make sure I had something appropriate to wear. Then his friends started coming by my house as did my relatives again bringing dinner, morale support and beautiful words about my brother way into the late evening.
Friday, the wake. Hundreds of people were with me. Wonderful hugs and tears and an outpouring of morale support and beautiful words about my brother. I have to say, men are the best huggers. I can cry right now feeling the hugs around me. Picking Pall Bears was a very difficult thing. I started with six and had to ask the funeral director if there was anyway I could have more. He said I could have eight, I could have come up with 12. Home after the wake to more family and friends and food.
Saturday, the funeral. Hundreds of people again at the church, the cemetery. My cousin had opened up her home to me and encouraged me to invite whomever I wanted to come to her home for an after the funeral celebration of my brother's life. The priest who offered the funeral mass was my cousin and he had the directions to my cousins house printed in the program that was handed out at the mass. Food from so many people I can't even begin to remember, morale support and beautiful words about my brother.
Sunday, the aftershock. My husband and I went to my brother's apartment to start collecting his personal papers. My daughter and husband had gone to his apartment complex on Wednesday evening to pick up his car. We brought it all home and started the slow process of sorting and putting the pieces of the puzzle together that was his life. We rested when we got that much accomplished and my neighbor spent time with me just talking and playing Scrabble.
Monday, 4th of July. My cousin invited us to her home for a BBQ. We weren't going to go but we did and I am happy. Kept my mind occupied.
Tuesday. My husband was home with me and just sort of hung out. We were able to get my brother's phone/cable/internet service turned off and I worked more on his personal papers.
Wednesday, one week later. My daughter was off from work and my husband went back. So I spent the day with my daughter at her pool in her condo complex. A nice day.
That gets me to today, Thursday. I got up this morning and here I was alone. No job to go to and no one here to tell me what to do. So I puttered around the house. Put on my bathing suit and called me cousin and said I was coming to sit by her pool. She said great.
I did meet with my brother's cardiologist today and he answered some questions for me and cleared some things up in my head. Pulmonary hypertension is what I am told he had. I new that but I always assumed it was a result of too much fluid around his lungs but the fluid was a result of the pulmonary hypertension. Bottom line his lungs were under a great deal of pressure and he wasn't getting enough oxygen to them.
Tonight the girls at the nursing home where I use to work sent over dinner. A baked ham, pot salad, mac salad and baked beans.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
MY HEART HAS A HOLE IN IT AND I AM AS SAD AS I HAVE EVER BEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE
The last time I made an entry on this blog I mentioned I was going to sit with my brother on a Wednesday morning while he had an intravenous lasik treatment at the hospital. He was being treated for fluid retention around his heart and lungs. Basically congestive heart failure. A number of visits to the ER and three or four days at a time spent in the hospital and they still could not figure out what was going on. He also has poor kidney function so they had to be very careful treating the fluid because it would effect the kidneys.
I left my house on Wednesday morning and went to get a quick manicure and then I headed up to the hospital to meet with him and spend the three hours it would take for the treatment. When I got to the hospital he wasn't there. The receptionist at the front lobby called the treatment area and he was not there. They didn't tell me whether he had missed his appointment or it had been changed. I wasn't too concerned, it could have been changed. So I started calling him on his cell phone and driving toward his apartment. Because he lived on the first floor, when I got there I noticed that the blinds where open and the windows. It was a cool morning so I figured he had gotten up and opened everything to get some air flow. I looked in the one window and I could see straight through to the kitchen and the other window and could see straight through to the bathroom, but I didn't see him. I called to him, range the door bell, knocked. The front door was ajar a little but the storm door on the outside of the apartment was locked so I could get in. A maintenance man came to me and asked what was going on, I told him. He immediately went to the main office of the complex and came back and told me that the manager told him to let me in immediately. He went around back of the apartment because we thought maybe my brother was in the laundry room. He came through the apartment and opened the door for me. I asked if he saw my brother and he said no. I went into his bedroom and there he was on the floor right beside the bed in the only area of the apartment where I could not see through the windows. I screamed to him. I touched his face. He was cold. I slapped him, I pounded on him, nothing. The maintenance man called the lifeguard at the pool, but we all knew there was nothing we could do. He also called 911. They came and hooked him to a heart monitor, nothing. The Medical Examiner came and it was final.
The maintenance man who was a total stranger, then became my best friend. He held me and tried to calm me while the whirlwind of activity started around us. I can still smell the fresh cut grass on his shirt, the lawn mower oil and gas and his cigarettes. He shirt was soaking wet by the time I was able to calm down. Not from sweat but from my tears. I screamed into my cell phone for my husband, who rushed to me with his very old jeep like a brand new car running a NASCAR race. I had to phone my daughter, she was at work. I spoke to one of her girls at the store and gave her a heads up. I didn't even know the young lady. I said I was sorry to have to do this to her. She was strong and brave and held my daughter's hand until my husband got there to pick her up. At this point I was alone, standing outside his apartment while the police and defective and ME did their thing. They had to take pictures, count pills and make reports. Each and everyone of them came to me a intervals to make sure I was alright and needed anything. My daughter arrived with my husband and we held each other and cried and not much longer after that the funeral director came. A very good friend of the family. He took over and I then knew I didn't have to worry about anything. I will do an entry soon about the week that followed. An amazing week with amazing people. I will never ever leave this place and the people I love and who love me. It's been one week. They say the pain will ease. I fell no easement
At some point in time I will also do an entry about my brother. It will be very long. I can't do it now.
I am meeting with his cardiologist tomorrow to try and get some closure. Because he was a heart patient his doctor agreed to sign a death certificate without and autopsy. I totally agreed.
I will also do an entry soon about the week that followed. An amazing week with amazing people. I will never ever leave this place and the people I love and who love me. It's been one week. They say the pain will ease. I fell no easement.
I left my house on Wednesday morning and went to get a quick manicure and then I headed up to the hospital to meet with him and spend the three hours it would take for the treatment. When I got to the hospital he wasn't there. The receptionist at the front lobby called the treatment area and he was not there. They didn't tell me whether he had missed his appointment or it had been changed. I wasn't too concerned, it could have been changed. So I started calling him on his cell phone and driving toward his apartment. Because he lived on the first floor, when I got there I noticed that the blinds where open and the windows. It was a cool morning so I figured he had gotten up and opened everything to get some air flow. I looked in the one window and I could see straight through to the kitchen and the other window and could see straight through to the bathroom, but I didn't see him. I called to him, range the door bell, knocked. The front door was ajar a little but the storm door on the outside of the apartment was locked so I could get in. A maintenance man came to me and asked what was going on, I told him. He immediately went to the main office of the complex and came back and told me that the manager told him to let me in immediately. He went around back of the apartment because we thought maybe my brother was in the laundry room. He came through the apartment and opened the door for me. I asked if he saw my brother and he said no. I went into his bedroom and there he was on the floor right beside the bed in the only area of the apartment where I could not see through the windows. I screamed to him. I touched his face. He was cold. I slapped him, I pounded on him, nothing. The maintenance man called the lifeguard at the pool, but we all knew there was nothing we could do. He also called 911. They came and hooked him to a heart monitor, nothing. The Medical Examiner came and it was final.
The maintenance man who was a total stranger, then became my best friend. He held me and tried to calm me while the whirlwind of activity started around us. I can still smell the fresh cut grass on his shirt, the lawn mower oil and gas and his cigarettes. He shirt was soaking wet by the time I was able to calm down. Not from sweat but from my tears. I screamed into my cell phone for my husband, who rushed to me with his very old jeep like a brand new car running a NASCAR race. I had to phone my daughter, she was at work. I spoke to one of her girls at the store and gave her a heads up. I didn't even know the young lady. I said I was sorry to have to do this to her. She was strong and brave and held my daughter's hand until my husband got there to pick her up. At this point I was alone, standing outside his apartment while the police and defective and ME did their thing. They had to take pictures, count pills and make reports. Each and everyone of them came to me a intervals to make sure I was alright and needed anything. My daughter arrived with my husband and we held each other and cried and not much longer after that the funeral director came. A very good friend of the family. He took over and I then knew I didn't have to worry about anything. I will do an entry soon about the week that followed. An amazing week with amazing people. I will never ever leave this place and the people I love and who love me. It's been one week. They say the pain will ease. I fell no easement
At some point in time I will also do an entry about my brother. It will be very long. I can't do it now.
I am meeting with his cardiologist tomorrow to try and get some closure. Because he was a heart patient his doctor agreed to sign a death certificate without and autopsy. I totally agreed.
I will also do an entry soon about the week that followed. An amazing week with amazing people. I will never ever leave this place and the people I love and who love me. It's been one week. They say the pain will ease. I fell no easement.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
TOOTH ACHING NOT
Partly cloudy with temperatures rising towards the upper 70s. Winds W at 10 to 15 mph.
I hate it when the garbage men leave the garbage cans out in the middle of the road and I am all dressed and ready for work and I have go out there and hope that the garbage can doesn't throw up on my work clothes as I pick it up and bring it in.
We got in a game of Scrabble in last night late. My neighbor got home from her evening job about 9:30 so we were able to get a game in that lasted probably until 10:30. I lost again. I seem to be on a loosing streak. Right now from March 8th for a total of 50 games I have Won 21. Well I guess looking at those numbers on paper I am just shy of half won and half lost.
Sat on my front porch this morning, it was absolutely beautiful. No humidity like yesterday and the sun was clear and bright and there was a nice breeze. I am so looking forward to next week when I am not working anymore. I am going to try to walk in the cemetery by the house, lots of roads weaving around the big area.
At around dusk every night my husband makes and effort to get our cat Buddy in the house. He is out hunter and he loves to be outside after dark, as all cats do I am sure. However, we not only have small field animals like mice, snakes, frogs etc., we have large animals in our neighborhood like, opossum, skunks, raccoons, and deer. My husband doesn't like leaving him out, a skunk spraying would not be fun. The other night Buddy would not come. He tried enticing him with treats and he called and called and finally he was within his reach but Buddy just kept walking further and further toward the dark cemetery and my husband couldn't grab him. So my husband came in very frustrated and threw up his hands and said, "that's it, I am not letting him in later when he is ready to come in and I hope he has to stay outside all night and don't even let him in in the morning." Okay, I said, no big deal for me. Of course my husband is the one who would worry all night. Almost as bad as he would have worried when the daughter was home and coming in late. So we went to bed and Buddy was out playing with his wildlife friends. About a half an hour after we settled in bed I hear him get up. "Where are you going?" I say. He very meekly and quietly like he doesn't want me to hear him says, "I am going to see if Buddy wants to come in." I cracked up into my pillow. He comes back all happy. Buddy came in.
OMG!!!! I had a tooth pulled today. What a mess. About a month ago I noticed that there was swelling around one of my teeth and it was very sore. So I went to the dentist. He took an x ray and told me that the tooth I had a root canal done on and a crown on top was cracked and whole damn thing needed to be pulled. Imagine spending all that money on a root canal then a crown and have to pull it! I was pissed. So I had to take a 10 day course of antibiotic and today I went and he pulled it. It was not easy task. After he took the crown off he realized that the too was what he called "mush" a technical term. He chipped, drilled, scrapped and finally pulled that thing out. I'll tell you with all of the Novocain he game me I still felt pain. To tell the truth the pain from the tooth being gone is a lot less pain then the pressure of the bad tooth under that crown.
So tonight for dinner I had rice.
No work tomorrow, that's a good thing. I am going to the nail salon and then probably to the hospital to sit with my brother while he has a intravenous treatment of lasiks (that's a diuretic). They still don't know why he is retaining fluid.
I hate it when the garbage men leave the garbage cans out in the middle of the road and I am all dressed and ready for work and I have go out there and hope that the garbage can doesn't throw up on my work clothes as I pick it up and bring it in.
We got in a game of Scrabble in last night late. My neighbor got home from her evening job about 9:30 so we were able to get a game in that lasted probably until 10:30. I lost again. I seem to be on a loosing streak. Right now from March 8th for a total of 50 games I have Won 21. Well I guess looking at those numbers on paper I am just shy of half won and half lost.
Sat on my front porch this morning, it was absolutely beautiful. No humidity like yesterday and the sun was clear and bright and there was a nice breeze. I am so looking forward to next week when I am not working anymore. I am going to try to walk in the cemetery by the house, lots of roads weaving around the big area.
At around dusk every night my husband makes and effort to get our cat Buddy in the house. He is out hunter and he loves to be outside after dark, as all cats do I am sure. However, we not only have small field animals like mice, snakes, frogs etc., we have large animals in our neighborhood like, opossum, skunks, raccoons, and deer. My husband doesn't like leaving him out, a skunk spraying would not be fun. The other night Buddy would not come. He tried enticing him with treats and he called and called and finally he was within his reach but Buddy just kept walking further and further toward the dark cemetery and my husband couldn't grab him. So my husband came in very frustrated and threw up his hands and said, "that's it, I am not letting him in later when he is ready to come in and I hope he has to stay outside all night and don't even let him in in the morning." Okay, I said, no big deal for me. Of course my husband is the one who would worry all night. Almost as bad as he would have worried when the daughter was home and coming in late. So we went to bed and Buddy was out playing with his wildlife friends. About a half an hour after we settled in bed I hear him get up. "Where are you going?" I say. He very meekly and quietly like he doesn't want me to hear him says, "I am going to see if Buddy wants to come in." I cracked up into my pillow. He comes back all happy. Buddy came in.
OMG!!!! I had a tooth pulled today. What a mess. About a month ago I noticed that there was swelling around one of my teeth and it was very sore. So I went to the dentist. He took an x ray and told me that the tooth I had a root canal done on and a crown on top was cracked and whole damn thing needed to be pulled. Imagine spending all that money on a root canal then a crown and have to pull it! I was pissed. So I had to take a 10 day course of antibiotic and today I went and he pulled it. It was not easy task. After he took the crown off he realized that the too was what he called "mush" a technical term. He chipped, drilled, scrapped and finally pulled that thing out. I'll tell you with all of the Novocain he game me I still felt pain. To tell the truth the pain from the tooth being gone is a lot less pain then the pressure of the bad tooth under that crown.
So tonight for dinner I had rice.
No work tomorrow, that's a good thing. I am going to the nail salon and then probably to the hospital to sit with my brother while he has a intravenous treatment of lasiks (that's a diuretic). They still don't know why he is retaining fluid.
Monday, June 28, 2010
TIRES AND RIMS
Widely scattered thunderstorms developing around mid-afternoon. Mostly cloudy with temperatures steady near 81F. Winds WSW at 10 to 15 mph. Chance of rain 30%.
I was looking forward to those storms today. They did not amount to a hill of beans.
Nothing exciting going on around here yesterday, Sunday. Went grocery shopping and bought the ingredients for a shrimp stir fry for dinner and I also invested in a rice steamer. I can never get my rice quite right. So I though I would try this. I don't think the rice was cooked just enough so I am going to keep experiementing. I think maybe I just didn't use enough water. Also it was a little brown on the bottom. Anyone have any clues?
Why can someone tell me why. All I seem to do all day is go around after my husband pushing the chairs in where he just sat. Kitchen at the counter, dinning room on the side he eats dinner, on the other side where he might read a magazine, on the other side where he may look at the mail, all around the dinning room table, everytime he sits he never pushes in a chair.
I worked until 1 today and came home. Checked in on my neighbor she had her grandaughter's baby all was ok there so I went home and whipped up a pan of baked ziti. My daughter was off from work today so she stopoped in to eat. My brother stopped by but he only wanted to eat the watermelon that he brought so I sliced that up and we sat on the front porch and chatted and ate watermelon.
We went with my daughter tonight to a tire store, yea that's exciting. She just bought this "new to her" used car. An Acura TL, black with black leather interior, so in the shadow of her father, he taughter her well, she wanted to put new tires and rims on it, some sort of fancy rims. Husband was all into this. So we spent about an hour at the tire and rim store, didn't even know there was such a thing. Luckily for me it was right next door to a soft ice cream place. Well not so lucky for me because of the calories involved, but lucky for me because I had somethng to look forward to. I don't really like soft ice cream, there is just something fake about it. This ice cream placed did not have hard ice cream so I had to settle, lucky for me they were able to flavor the soft ice cream, this was new to me so I had them flavor it with coffee. After the ice cream was eaten daughter was able to make a decision and the rims and tires were bought. Oh, and while we are shopping for the rims and tires, she is taking pictures of the rims and sending them off to her best girl friend and a guy she knows who lives in Conneticut via text messaging, wow the world of technology. Lucky for her the guy behind the counter was happy to be spending all this time with a pretty girl who knew a little about tires and rims.
I was looking forward to those storms today. They did not amount to a hill of beans.
Nothing exciting going on around here yesterday, Sunday. Went grocery shopping and bought the ingredients for a shrimp stir fry for dinner and I also invested in a rice steamer. I can never get my rice quite right. So I though I would try this. I don't think the rice was cooked just enough so I am going to keep experiementing. I think maybe I just didn't use enough water. Also it was a little brown on the bottom. Anyone have any clues?
Why can someone tell me why. All I seem to do all day is go around after my husband pushing the chairs in where he just sat. Kitchen at the counter, dinning room on the side he eats dinner, on the other side where he might read a magazine, on the other side where he may look at the mail, all around the dinning room table, everytime he sits he never pushes in a chair.
I worked until 1 today and came home. Checked in on my neighbor she had her grandaughter's baby all was ok there so I went home and whipped up a pan of baked ziti. My daughter was off from work today so she stopoped in to eat. My brother stopped by but he only wanted to eat the watermelon that he brought so I sliced that up and we sat on the front porch and chatted and ate watermelon.
We went with my daughter tonight to a tire store, yea that's exciting. She just bought this "new to her" used car. An Acura TL, black with black leather interior, so in the shadow of her father, he taughter her well, she wanted to put new tires and rims on it, some sort of fancy rims. Husband was all into this. So we spent about an hour at the tire and rim store, didn't even know there was such a thing. Luckily for me it was right next door to a soft ice cream place. Well not so lucky for me because of the calories involved, but lucky for me because I had somethng to look forward to. I don't really like soft ice cream, there is just something fake about it. This ice cream placed did not have hard ice cream so I had to settle, lucky for me they were able to flavor the soft ice cream, this was new to me so I had them flavor it with coffee. After the ice cream was eaten daughter was able to make a decision and the rims and tires were bought. Oh, and while we are shopping for the rims and tires, she is taking pictures of the rims and sending them off to her best girl friend and a guy she knows who lives in Conneticut via text messaging, wow the world of technology. Lucky for her the guy behind the counter was happy to be spending all this time with a pretty girl who knew a little about tires and rims.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
THOSE DAMN BLUE JAYS
It was sunny this morning, but then it clouded up and we had some rain. Warm, however, around 80.
I don't particularly like birds, as a matter of fact they sort of give me the creeps sometimes. I like to watch them from a distance. The brown Cardinal is the female and the bright red one is the male. The morning doves fly together in pairs and I like their coos, etc. However the one bird I really really hate is the blue jay. It is very mean to the other birds Especially when trying to get food out of a feeder. We don't feed the birds in the summer but my neighbor does and the blue jays are constantly scaring the little birds away and hogging the feed.
This morning there were two blue jays having some sort of a fit in our back yard at about 6:30 am. And when I talked to my neighbor today she said that they woke her up too. Flying around the yard, both of them together squawking, landing on the garage roof, squawking, swooping down on the grass, squawking. I really could not tell what there problem was, but they did wake me up much too early for a Saturday.
So awake I was, jumped in the shower and dressed. My husband was already up and Adam. He is such an early riser. I think it's from years of living and working on a farm. So we started our errands early and as the morning wore on we realized we were probably too early because we had to wait in some instances for some places to open.
We stopped by Panera for a bagel and a cup of coffee, then the Pet store wasn't opened yet and neither was UPS where I had to go to mail something. So we went to have the car washed and then stopped by Walmart. That is the time to go to Walmart, very quiet. I bought my MIL a couple of things she needed like bras and socks. Picked up a container of cream cheese and some Ritz crackers. My husband bought some cheap towels to have to dry the car after the car wash and I bought a couple of towels for the bathroom for after showers. Then we went to the pet store for cat food and liter. By this time it the jewelry store where I had left my watch to get a new crystal put on, the other one cracked, was open so I could pick that up. Then we decided to go the Eddie Bauer outlet store. By this time it is 9;30, not opened. So we took a ride passed the construction project my husband is working. He took me down the new road, it look good. Then to Starbucks for a frappuccino and headed for home after getting gas. We got home and decided to run back to the Eddie Bauer store to pick husband up some new polo shirts, that was a success, they had many different colors to choose from in his size. I also picked up a couple of tops. Then we stopped at the Italian deli we love and got a sandwich to split for lunch.
The rest of the day was spent sitting on the porch, visiting with my brother who stopped by and my neighbor who stopped in and then her granddaughter and of course the granddaughter's baby.
I don't particularly like birds, as a matter of fact they sort of give me the creeps sometimes. I like to watch them from a distance. The brown Cardinal is the female and the bright red one is the male. The morning doves fly together in pairs and I like their coos, etc. However the one bird I really really hate is the blue jay. It is very mean to the other birds Especially when trying to get food out of a feeder. We don't feed the birds in the summer but my neighbor does and the blue jays are constantly scaring the little birds away and hogging the feed.
This morning there were two blue jays having some sort of a fit in our back yard at about 6:30 am. And when I talked to my neighbor today she said that they woke her up too. Flying around the yard, both of them together squawking, landing on the garage roof, squawking, swooping down on the grass, squawking. I really could not tell what there problem was, but they did wake me up much too early for a Saturday.
So awake I was, jumped in the shower and dressed. My husband was already up and Adam. He is such an early riser. I think it's from years of living and working on a farm. So we started our errands early and as the morning wore on we realized we were probably too early because we had to wait in some instances for some places to open.
We stopped by Panera for a bagel and a cup of coffee, then the Pet store wasn't opened yet and neither was UPS where I had to go to mail something. So we went to have the car washed and then stopped by Walmart. That is the time to go to Walmart, very quiet. I bought my MIL a couple of things she needed like bras and socks. Picked up a container of cream cheese and some Ritz crackers. My husband bought some cheap towels to have to dry the car after the car wash and I bought a couple of towels for the bathroom for after showers. Then we went to the pet store for cat food and liter. By this time it the jewelry store where I had left my watch to get a new crystal put on, the other one cracked, was open so I could pick that up. Then we decided to go the Eddie Bauer outlet store. By this time it is 9;30, not opened. So we took a ride passed the construction project my husband is working. He took me down the new road, it look good. Then to Starbucks for a frappuccino and headed for home after getting gas. We got home and decided to run back to the Eddie Bauer store to pick husband up some new polo shirts, that was a success, they had many different colors to choose from in his size. I also picked up a couple of tops. Then we stopped at the Italian deli we love and got a sandwich to split for lunch.
The rest of the day was spent sitting on the porch, visiting with my brother who stopped by and my neighbor who stopped in and then her granddaughter and of course the granddaughter's baby.
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