My sister's son's wife's father died yesterday morning after a long and very tough fight with cancer.
His 4 year old grand daughter said: "Opa went to become a star yesterday", and promptly drew and colored a card for her grandmother with stars on it.
We had been waiting for this man to end his journey. I did not know him personally, may have met him once, but he is/was part of our extended family, and my thoughts are going out to my nephew and his wife and his two small children, as well as my sister, who lost her husband 25 years ago from lung cancer. She was still so young, with two little boys to raise.
It must have affected her deeply, especially since her anniversary was October 24th (just like ours) and even though is has been a long time, every year we all go back in our minds to those days. This was compounded yesterday I am sure.
My brother in law died two days before Bugs was born. He was only 37 years old, my sister 27.
It seems though, the older we get, the more profoundly it affects us when someone passes away, as we're becoming more aware that we too are getting older and closer to the end of our lives.
The last few days have been quiet here. No big upheavals, no big problems.
Boo-boo is becoming a real toddler. Her mom cut her hair, and all of a sudden she has this personality. She is climbing on everything, launches herself on my bed, gets into some rather narrow spots (see picture from yesterday) and we have to keep our eye on her every second of the day.
Today I decided to stay at home, not go anywhere. The library story time is now a thing of the past as she was getting too big for that group, and the new group....well....I suppose I should give it a few more tries, but I wish they would have a different 'teacher.'
Gas is down to $2.20 today.
I watched Obama's infomercial last night. It was slick I guess, but giving the other side plenty of ammunition to whine. We are starting to get phone calls from local republicans running for office.
I find those phone calls very offensive, as they are all 'canned' You can't even react or speak to the person. So I hang up the second I hear what it is.
I am so nervous about this election's outcome, I'm a nervous wreck. I try not to read about it, or watch TV about it, I just wish it was Wednesday and the whole thing was over with.
People here in Georgia are lining up for hours, sometimes 4 - 6 hours, to do their early voting.
It is amazing.
Where we went there was no line, we went in, we were done within 15 minutes.
Oh the joys of living in the neck-of-the-woods! In our county we also don't have to get our car's emissions checked. And getting your car tags, or any other government issue taken care of is a sinch. Never any lines, usually friendly, unhurried clerks. (y'all)
(I still don't like it here though *lol*)
We are listing a bunch of CDs on eBay again, as we're anticipating paying for the new wheelchair and the 6 months hormone shot for Wheelie coming up.
I got one of my auctions pulled by eBay because my picture showed a nude girl.
Perhaps some of you remember the album, Blind Faith, with the blond nude girl on it holding a model airplane, blue skies behind her.
Oh, I understand the reason. In this day and age with the internet and the prevalence of kiddie porn running rampant, but my first reaction was: Geesh, how anal are we becoming.
How afraid we are these days.
Is it a good thing? To be made more aware? Or is it overblown?
The worst thing my parents ever worried about was that we would be accosted by a flasher.
We called that a kinderlokker.
I personally think we are being frightened too much. We should feel free and safe to let our kids play outside again, like in the olden days.
I am getting off my subject, I had better stop. Time to clean up the toys and put my feet up.
SGMKJ!
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