Diane and I were talking tonight...and this came up.
How do the folks passing out samples decide who they want to ask? This is bothering me.
For instance I was walking through Dillard's (and no I can't afford them but that's beside the point) and the cologne girl never offered me a sample sniff or whatever. Same day shopping..I was walking through the mall and a vacuum salesman stopped me.
Hmmph!
Friday, November 30, 2012
Being a wife....
I listen and see other women who seem to be so much better at it than I. I don't think it is comparing...more like seeing where I need to improve.
I'm not very patient. And here lately I'm exhausted to the point of collapsing. I rather rest at home than go out. Though last week I enjoyed a night out with Steve.
I need to allow God to work through me. I need to pray for my marriage and my husband.
I'm not very patient. And here lately I'm exhausted to the point of collapsing. I rather rest at home than go out. Though last week I enjoyed a night out with Steve.
I need to allow God to work through me. I need to pray for my marriage and my husband.
No longer a teen....Happy Birthday Tori!
December 1, 1992. A tiny little girl was born. Victoria Ann Mills. Tori.
Tori, every birthday is precious. A gift. But you are turning 20. No longer a teenager. To me this is a huge milestone birthday. My baby girl is growing up. Has grown up.
You were little, but did everything early. Born with spunk and tons of confidence. Never afraid to try anything new. And that hasn't changed.
I pray for you. I pray for the choices and the decisions you make. I pray you will grow a discerning spirit. I want you to know how valuable - how important you are. I want you to know your kisses are valuable. God has someone for you. Don't rush! Wait!
To me you are that little blonde girl who would sit on top of the cabinet and help me make "fluffins" (muffins) and pick out the chocolate chips from the batter. Your little husky voice reading with me Ten Apples on Top and Go Dog Go. Now you show no interest in cooking and you go to college.
I remember when you asked Jesus into your life. We were sitting in the couch in our little rental house and I had the privilege of being the one you talked to and asked questions.
Oh, how we've fussed. And we will still disagree on things...ok a lot of things. But you always have loved your momma. Going to work with me. In tough times, me you and Sam talking through the night. You help me with mema.
You are very matter of fact and blunt. There is no secret on where you stand. There are times I wonder how in the world you make it through the day...then I stand in awe of accomplishments. You are not afraid of hard work.
I encourage you to be kind. To love all. To forgive. To value family and friends.
I encourage you to cling to God. He loves you more than I do. Pray before decisions.
Cherish The Cross and what it stands for.
I am so proud of you. I love you so much.
You will always be my baby girl. Happy Happy 20th birthday.
Tori, every birthday is precious. A gift. But you are turning 20. No longer a teenager. To me this is a huge milestone birthday. My baby girl is growing up. Has grown up.
You were little, but did everything early. Born with spunk and tons of confidence. Never afraid to try anything new. And that hasn't changed.
I pray for you. I pray for the choices and the decisions you make. I pray you will grow a discerning spirit. I want you to know how valuable - how important you are. I want you to know your kisses are valuable. God has someone for you. Don't rush! Wait!
To me you are that little blonde girl who would sit on top of the cabinet and help me make "fluffins" (muffins) and pick out the chocolate chips from the batter. Your little husky voice reading with me Ten Apples on Top and Go Dog Go. Now you show no interest in cooking and you go to college.
I remember when you asked Jesus into your life. We were sitting in the couch in our little rental house and I had the privilege of being the one you talked to and asked questions.
Oh, how we've fussed. And we will still disagree on things...ok a lot of things. But you always have loved your momma. Going to work with me. In tough times, me you and Sam talking through the night. You help me with mema.
You are very matter of fact and blunt. There is no secret on where you stand. There are times I wonder how in the world you make it through the day...then I stand in awe of accomplishments. You are not afraid of hard work.
I encourage you to be kind. To love all. To forgive. To value family and friends.
I encourage you to cling to God. He loves you more than I do. Pray before decisions.
Cherish The Cross and what it stands for.
I am so proud of you. I love you so much.
You will always be my baby girl. Happy Happy 20th birthday.
2:31
Awake as usual!
Last night was sandwich night...I sill don't get it. Why did I have so much clean up?
I rewrapped the gifts Barney chewed open plus a couple more. I ordered mom Pete the repeat parrot...it is so darn cute and funny. Barney hates it. Ha! Kylee is indifferent.
We have a few dinners planned during the month. As I mentioned before with mom we can't go a lot of places so we have decided to host here. I can't wait. Keeping it all simple. My sister Judy has asked that we help with take shoebox ministry for local mission . That has me excited. We all are a paycheck or illness away. The needs and the wants are simple and humbling.
My baby girl will be 20 Saturday. I will write more later for her. It is just hard to believe. She had to work late I'm waiting for her to get home.
Diane, thinking of you.
Last night was sandwich night...I sill don't get it. Why did I have so much clean up?
I rewrapped the gifts Barney chewed open plus a couple more. I ordered mom Pete the repeat parrot...it is so darn cute and funny. Barney hates it. Ha! Kylee is indifferent.
We have a few dinners planned during the month. As I mentioned before with mom we can't go a lot of places so we have decided to host here. I can't wait. Keeping it all simple. My sister Judy has asked that we help with take shoebox ministry for local mission . That has me excited. We all are a paycheck or illness away. The needs and the wants are simple and humbling.
My baby girl will be 20 Saturday. I will write more later for her. It is just hard to believe. She had to work late I'm waiting for her to get home.
Diane, thinking of you.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Shoes...
Trying to explain to mom that she doesn't need to sleep in her shoes.
Here is our conversation from five minutes ago.
Me: "Mom take your shoes off. And let's go to sleep."
Mom: "I don't want to sleep in my shoes. Who sleeps in their shoes. You sleep in sleepers." (pajamas and while saying this she is fully dressed sweater, purse and all..but I dare not go there)
Me: "ok, let's take your shoes off."
Mom: "well no, I want to leave them on."
Not gonna push it. She is very wild eyed. We have house quiet and dark. Sleep is looking tough.
And you know what the trigger probably is? And I'm sorry to get personal. She probably has to go to bathroom. Read about it. Constipation, fever and uninary Tract infections will mess up an Alzheimer patient in a hurry. The Phillips MOM
Should work. I pray so.
I'm tired. I hope I sleep.
Night.
Here is our conversation from five minutes ago.
Me: "Mom take your shoes off. And let's go to sleep."
Mom: "I don't want to sleep in my shoes. Who sleeps in their shoes. You sleep in sleepers." (pajamas and while saying this she is fully dressed sweater, purse and all..but I dare not go there)
Me: "ok, let's take your shoes off."
Mom: "well no, I want to leave them on."
Not gonna push it. She is very wild eyed. We have house quiet and dark. Sleep is looking tough.
And you know what the trigger probably is? And I'm sorry to get personal. She probably has to go to bathroom. Read about it. Constipation, fever and uninary Tract infections will mess up an Alzheimer patient in a hurry. The Phillips MOM
Should work. I pray so.
I'm tired. I hope I sleep.
Night.
I've said it before....
And I will say it again....
I hate Alzheimer's.
I wish I could adequately describe how mom is tonight.
She doesn't know me. But knows Steve.
I hate Alzheimer's.
I wish I could adequately describe how mom is tonight.
She doesn't know me. But knows Steve.
Customer Service
I'm one tired customer service representative.
Tons of phone calls. I would hang up from one and it would ring again. Same for my coworker Kathy. Add emails, faxes, live chat, it was relentless. People get so mad over the most silly things.
We've been yelled at, cussed at, you name it. We never lost our patience on the phone, but I had to step outside a time or two. If I hadn't, I would have been on the news. Ha ha!
Tonight is sandwich night. No cooking.
Mom is very confused tonight. I don't know where she is in her mind.
Pray for a good night.
Tons of phone calls. I would hang up from one and it would ring again. Same for my coworker Kathy. Add emails, faxes, live chat, it was relentless. People get so mad over the most silly things.
We've been yelled at, cussed at, you name it. We never lost our patience on the phone, but I had to step outside a time or two. If I hadn't, I would have been on the news. Ha ha!
Tonight is sandwich night. No cooking.
Mom is very confused tonight. I don't know where she is in her mind.
Pray for a good night.
Sam, Barney and Kylee
Barney - do not let this cute face fool you - he is a mess! But we love him.
Kylee - Barney's mom and my baby.
Sam and Kylee
Sam and Barney
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Prayer....
Please please join me in prayer. Please pray for my friend Debbie and her husband. He has been diagnosed with kidney cancer..he has other spots they will know more tomorrow.
What?
The guy staying in moms house has it all wrong!
The coffee pot does not go there! Move it to the other side!
And no no no! What are you doing with the microwave? The breadbox goes there!
We won't even discuss the recliner. Just too stressful. I bet I can check the closets and the clothes are not color coordinated.
Hmmph!
Ha ha!
The coffee pot does not go there! Move it to the other side!
And no no no! What are you doing with the microwave? The breadbox goes there!
We won't even discuss the recliner. Just too stressful. I bet I can check the closets and the clothes are not color coordinated.
Hmmph!
Ha ha!
The last few boxes.....
Right after work I went to moms house and brought home the last few boxes of her stuff. I did see a couple of other things in attic I need to get. And those are mine.
But what I brought home tonight was all mom. Christmas decorations. She had thinned them out years ago. She was not the sentimental type. (Unlike me...I have a story behind a lot of ornaments or they are dated with the kids names on them with the idea once they marry I will pass them on. And for me not to be a pack rat I'm hard pressed to throw anything Christmas out...I may need that 1 inch piece of greenery! Ha!)
Back to mom's stuff. Sam wanted her little 2 ft tree for his room. And I wanted this snow globe we were never allowed to touch. My dad didn't understand the rule either. He said it didn't make sense to have a musical snow globe if you are not allowed to shake it or wind it up. I took great pleasure in turning it upside down and back again. Ha ha. I will post a picture of it later. It was always a favorite of moms. In the boxes came her snowman collection...I put out a few left the rest packed. And her collection of cheesy yet cute stuffed snowmen and Santas. She loves dolls and toys now, so I have them out for her. She will see them in the morning. I bet she moves them.
I forgot until right now that along with the decorations I brought home two boxes that held baby quilts and blankets that belonged to Tori and Sam. Oh, how I remember so clearly laying them on those quilts for pictures, play and cuddling. I'm washing them.
Boxes can bring good memories.
But what I brought home tonight was all mom. Christmas decorations. She had thinned them out years ago. She was not the sentimental type. (Unlike me...I have a story behind a lot of ornaments or they are dated with the kids names on them with the idea once they marry I will pass them on. And for me not to be a pack rat I'm hard pressed to throw anything Christmas out...I may need that 1 inch piece of greenery! Ha!)
Back to mom's stuff. Sam wanted her little 2 ft tree for his room. And I wanted this snow globe we were never allowed to touch. My dad didn't understand the rule either. He said it didn't make sense to have a musical snow globe if you are not allowed to shake it or wind it up. I took great pleasure in turning it upside down and back again. Ha ha. I will post a picture of it later. It was always a favorite of moms. In the boxes came her snowman collection...I put out a few left the rest packed. And her collection of cheesy yet cute stuffed snowmen and Santas. She loves dolls and toys now, so I have them out for her. She will see them in the morning. I bet she moves them.
I forgot until right now that along with the decorations I brought home two boxes that held baby quilts and blankets that belonged to Tori and Sam. Oh, how I remember so clearly laying them on those quilts for pictures, play and cuddling. I'm washing them.
Boxes can bring good memories.
FOOTBALL BANQUET
Sam and I had a good time at the football banquet last night. Steve stayed home with mom.
He really does love and respect his coach. He has learned so much from Coach Larry.
Here are some pics....
He really does love and respect his coach. He has learned so much from Coach Larry.
Here are some pics....
Listening to his Coach intently......
Receiving his certificate
8th grade players - they all love Coach Larry
Listening and watching Coach receive his gift the team gave him
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Am I being narrow minded?
I really and truly do not want another book on Alzheimer care giving. I have read so much plus I have a couple of web-sites I read daily.
Am I being narrow minded and ungrateful?
Can I be honest? I would love to have the time and the energy to read a non-thinking piece of fluff. But the minute I get still I collapse.
My day begins at 5 pretty much. If Im not physically out of bed my mind is turning and I usually need to coax mom back to bed at some point because I am not ready to walk into Alzheimer land. But I can promise you I wake up at 2:00 am every day and stay awake until 3:30 or so.
I guess I sound pitiful and selfish.
Am I being narrow minded and ungrateful?
Can I be honest? I would love to have the time and the energy to read a non-thinking piece of fluff. But the minute I get still I collapse.
My day begins at 5 pretty much. If Im not physically out of bed my mind is turning and I usually need to coax mom back to bed at some point because I am not ready to walk into Alzheimer land. But I can promise you I wake up at 2:00 am every day and stay awake until 3:30 or so.
I guess I sound pitiful and selfish.
Tickled mom
Mom and I visited my sister Judy. She kept poking and tickling Judy - Judy decided mom needed a dose of her medicine.
Mom laughed so hard - she had tears in her eyes. It was so good to see her really laugh.
Mom laughed so hard - she had tears in her eyes. It was so good to see her really laugh.
Barney opened two presents
Tori left the dogs in on Sunday...
This is what we came home and found....two presents opened...paper to shreds. I guess he couldn't wait. No gifts destroyed. Whew!
This is what we came home and found....two presents opened...paper to shreds. I guess he couldn't wait. No gifts destroyed. Whew!
Decorated for Christmas....
The Friday after Thanksgiving is our day to decorate. With mom took me much longer. She only wanted to hang two ornaments up that we bought at Dollar General - then she was through. (almost sounds like a kid) Then she wanted a snack.
The Living Room
The Nativity in our entry way.
My Santa Claus Collection - on the bookshelf full of kids books.
China Cabinet in kitchen- I emptied it - and Inside went my Christmas Village!
Steve's tree - this tree is from his days as single fellow. He wanted it up - so it is in a corner in our kitchen. The potholders and things hanging - some are hand made by an Aunt.
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