Inside—Outside.

So much has changed in the last few days that I feel like Brandy as she watches the birds outside.  So wanting to be in the picture yet issues keep me inside looking out.  Jay’s surgery for 12/4 was cancelled but on on 12/7 they put a catheter in his chest until after the graft, which is scheduled on 12/18, is healed.
This has delayed his eye treatment until 1/5/07.  This will be after my second cataract surgery. 

They keep calling to change the time of Jay’s dialysis which means that I have to take him in and go pick him up instead of him being able to take the Your Ride bus.  Consequently I can’t get into a big project at home because I’m needed to go and get him.  The only other problem is driving after dark and trying to get a meal on the table for when he does get home.

Somehow we have to get Christmas Eve with our Children and grandchildren squeezed in there.  I have all but three of my Christmas cards made,  address, and on their way.  The decorating inside and out is done and the menu for the Eve dinner is being finalized.  Most of the gifts are here but not wrapped yet.  That will be the next priority item.

Unfortunately my afghans didn’t get finished so I had to go to plan b.  But such is life when you are inside looking and longing to be out.

What Old Folks Do!

The Christmas Cactus that bloomed last year is now divided into five different plants,  One went the Jeanie, my brother’s significant other.  The second to Phyllis my next door neighbor.  My daughter-in-law Deb got the third one and Cindy the forth one.  Number five is still with me and as you can see is starting to bloom early. 

Well the parade is over and I am waiting for pictures from it.  I really missed not going down to help get them ready.  Deb said that what started out as four clowns became six,  then eight and if we had been able to furnish enough costumes there would have been ten clowns marching.  So I guess some summer sewing is in order but I will have to make them loose so they can be passed on to some one else when they get too small.  Makes me proud that something I started some years ago is growing each year.  Wish the old feet and ankles would let me march too. 

Jay’s arm is still acting up and it looks like a catheter will have to be put in until they can get a graft in his arm. 

Last night we said the heck with worrying about every thing and we went out to the Senior Christmas Dinner put on by the Lions Club at the Township hall.  Yep we sat and ate roast beef, pork, dressing and all the fixings with all the other old folks in the area.  This is one time when it pays to be old!  I met my neighbor’s mother and we sat with Joe and his wife.  He picks up our tractor for repairs when it won’t run.  My retired mail lady Edna was there as one of the hostesses.  It was kinda nice to have to be on your best behavior and eat with the right fork fr a change!.

Sunday Of Fun!

How many generations does it take to trim a tree?
Well there is Momma and Courtney and oh yes it took three—

Yes to reach up and place the star at the top.
S E B started trimming and he couldn’t stop!

Then S E B placed the pictures on my Christmas Card like a breeze.
And his Mrs., dear Annie,  embellished it with ease.

Then on last Sunday when the work was all done.
We had to admit that we all had fun.

As I stood and gazed at the lights shining brightly,
I could feel the Christmas spirit come creeping so lightly.