Life goes on

It is 2:30 am and I can't sleep so I thought I would have some warm milk and update this blog.
Bill is still covered in itchy red spots and his leg is still infected but the specialist said on Wednesday that she wanted to wait until the allergic reaction settled down before doing anything else because it is hard to tell what is going on. Friday he was supposed to have an 'ultrasound guided needle drainage' of the clot left from the bruise on his leg but there was a problem.
We were to go to Royal Columbian Hospital but they couldn't do it so sent it to Eagle Ridge Hospital but ..................... they
forgot to tell us about the change..................... DUH .......... by the time we found out it was too late so it is rebooked for Wednesday.
The house ........................ still in chaos but Shelby and I went "climbing" in the back room and we now have some pots and pans, more of my clothes so I don't have to wear Bill's old pants and ............................... TADA .................................... my box of sock yarn and the box with my DP needles in it. Now I just need to find my sewing that sits by my chair so I can finish the DJ swap blocks and I am a happy camper.
I have found the book shelf that I want to put in the kitchen ...................... I just need to figure out how to get to it on the back porch and get it off the porch. If I can at least get the kitchen organized life will be easier but on the other hand I haven't been doing a lot of cooking ................................... hum ....................... how badly DO I want to organize the kitchen?
One thing for sure WE HAVE HEAT.............. The old land lord complained that we didn't clean the floors or the stove but Jill dealt with him ...........................I mean he was ripping up the floors and throwing out the stove ......................IT NEEDS TO BE CLEANED FIRST. Thats like washing your garbage before you throw it out.
Well I think I will go back to bed and see if I can get some more sleep. Good night all.

Moved but in chaos .................

We have moved but it has been an experience I never want to repeat. It took three days to move us, mean while Bill is having to go for IV antibiotics twice a day. He has developed an infection in his leg from the accident. This takes 5 - 7 hours out of our day.......... yesterday he developed an allergy to the antibiotics so now the specialist wants to wait two days until the hives go down before she does any thing else.
I can't get in the craft room or on the back porch. Thanks to my wonderful friend Lisa we are able to sit in the living room, eat at the table in the dining area and cook a little in the kitchen . Without Lisa and our daughter Jill we would never have survived this move.
My shawl pattern is packed somewhere, my sock pattern doesn't make sense so I am working on a scarf.................. the plan is to take things easy for the next few days and try to recover from the stress of the move, Bill's illness and the car accidents the family has had in the past month and the friend who has cancer, etc..............

I've been stomping snakes

.........this is what Bill says I am doing when I get carried away and do more than I should.......................I packed 17 boxes today and I am very sore. I just can't do as much in a day . Well off to have a hot bath and go to bed.

chaos reigns supreme

Does anyone else feel like their life goes from one crisis to another?????????
Two weeks ago Jill was driving my car down the lane and someone came roaring out of the underground parking and smashed ino the passenger side front of my car. Fortunately no one was hurt. So the turn signal light left over from the last time someone ran into the car will come in handy and Bill has the tools to bang out the dents in the fender.

When Jill took it into ICBC the conversation went like this.
Adjuster:- "You again"
Jill:- "Yes ...... Why is it every time I borrow my Mother 's car someone runs into it. I mean it looks like a F%^&*$ Bumble Bee (her father taught her that language)." This comment was followed by gales of laughter from the office staff.
Adjuster:- "You know we are going to write it off again?"
Jill :- ".... and you know that Mum doesn't want that. She loves this car?"
Adjuster:- "I know so we will do the buy back like last time. Okay?"
Jill:- "Okay"
So far the other party hasn't reported the accident so we are waiting.

Last Thursday Bill is on his way back from the BC/Alberta border. Mid afternoon he calls-"I am Okay" ........................ I am waiting for the but ...................... The truck hit an icy spot as the automatic transmission shifted, the rear tires started to skid, the truck heads for the snow bank on the far side of the road, after flipping over and who knows what else the truck is in the snow on the far side of the highway , facing the highway. So far Bill is okay other than being very stiff, sore, and badly bruised. (Friend Lisa thinks he is a cat who has used up 5 of his 9 lives.) He is not up to working but that is okay because he doesn't have anything to work in. Fortunately we were well insured.......................................................................................
....................... so the new truck is a mess and maybe written off . All his stuff is still in the truck............. The pilot car thingy on the top off the truck went flying somewhere............. Thank the Lord he wasn't hurt badly............ Well after the trip to the hospital and the interview with the police he waits until 4:00 am Friday for the bus (only 1 a day through Clearwater). He gets home at 12:30 Friday. Lost his glasses in the accident but is home so all else doesn't matter............... I am a wreck ............the crisis is over and I am coming apart at the seams............

ACCORDING TO SHELBY
On hearing about Bill's accident her comment to him on the phone was "Grandpa , it's a good thing you have a big stomach because it saved your face."

It is now Wednesday and things have settled down. The house is in chaos as we are moving at the end of the month and I am trying to pack this house AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH............................WHY DID WE COLLECT ALL THIS STUFF????????????????????
Okay, Okay I can do it, I can do it, I can do it.............I have a plan ......................... I mean other than packing willy-nilly with boxes every where and paths through the chaos.............................TA DA .............we will have organized chaos.

I will start with the treadle sewing machine in the craft room and work out from there. Once that room is packed up I can put boxes of stuff from the other rooms in there. Is this possible???? When we moved in here the craft room boxes in the craft room were piled 6 feet high with a three foot empty square just inside the door.................. Well I have gotten rid of bags and bags and bags of stuff out of that room. Not that you can tell by looking ..................................... but honestly I have .............really.

So life goes on and I am excited about moving into the house. I will post pictures after we move. I might even take photos of the craft room before we move. We are having a packing party on Saturday. Have to get some wine (Not whine ......I have done enough of that) and cheese....................... plus MORE boxes........

On a nice note Brian chose my blog as one that he enjoys................. Thank you Brian.........
Well I think I should go to bed as it is 11:25 and I have to get up tomorrow and do................can you guess.............................
MORE PACKING.

Oh yes the ABBA women got together for lunch on Sunday and we had a great time. They bought me lunch. I really do have wonderful friends. Yesterday I took my friend Molly out for a Birthday lunch and frivaling. We had a great time. Tonight was sock knitters and that is always fun.................. well I did say I was going to go to bed so Good night all.

Pity Party

No ABBA get together AGAIN. Today we were supposed to do a "lunchy-brunchy" thing at Glen and Margaret's but Lisa and Rene are renovating the bathroom, Sherri and Larry are looking after a sick child, Bill has bronchitis and I am coming down with a cold............. @&*#$^%@*()(&*@) DARN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This was going to be a fun day but we have postponed it AGAIN until next Sunday. I think I am going to have a PITY PARTY .............. I'll go soak in the tub with a glass of wine, a bowl of popcorn, my book and feel sorry for myself...............

Remember I said I thought we were only going to have 30 boxes of books............................. I may have been mistaken.
I have packed 17 boxes , made 2 give away stacks of books about 30" high and I am only about half way there. Mind you that only adds up to 34 which is still less than 40 ................... right.
Well I think I have had enough coffee that I can go make some breakfast but need to watch the end of 'Bones" first.

How weird do they think I am

I can't believe this................... my own daughter.

Yesterday Jill came over for coffee. The machine had just finished brewing when she arrived so as she went to the kitchen to get her coffee, I gave her my hot chocolate mug from the night before. I never thought to say anything. As there was still half a marshmallow in the cup I just assumed that she would put the coffee in a clean cup. This is a reasonable assumption don't you agree?
Jill came back with 2 cups of coffee. Mine had HALF A MARSHMALLOW FLOATING IN IT!!...................................................... YES YOU READ IT RIGHT HALF A MARSHMALLOW FLOATING IN MY BLACK COFFEE ............................. I looked at her and said" Why would you put coffee in this mug? There is a marshmallow in it!"
Her reply:"Well I thought it was a little weird but you do weird things all the time."
My reply;"I am not that weird"
Jill "Yes you are Mum. All my friends think you are weird too."
(DH is nodding his head in the background)

Now I hope you are sitting down in a very stable chair. Apparently the reason her friends think I am weird is as follows;
1) I go to a Wednesday Night Sock knitting group.
2) I go away on quilting retreats where we drink wine and do alot of laughing. (we quilt as well)
3) I go away on spinning retreats, no drinking but lots of fun and laughter.
My reply:" None of my friends think I am that weird!"
Jill " That's because they are weird too!"

So to all my WEIRD friends out there be very careful or you too can end up with MARSHMALLOW IN YOUR COFFEE!!!!!!

I forgot

Daughter Cory's dog, DJ, is fine.

ACCORDING TO SHELBY
I don't think there is anything wrong with the dog. He probably just thinks he is retired like Grandma