Sunday, April 29, 2007
These are my parents. this photo was taken on Christmas morning at their home. Today finds both of them quite ill, and nothing for me to do about it, apparently. Except pray, which I am doing. Stew, which I'm trying NOT to do, and call them way too often to see how they are "at the moment." My dad has congestive heart failure, and he is having a rotten weekend. Weak, little air, and just plain sick. My mom went to bed last night with the dizzies (she's so worried about him) and the weak feeling. Tonight she is just sitting in her little recliner crying... not very productive, but still just what she feels she has to do, I guess. I have a "proactive" call into the doctor, who probably won't call me back. They won't go to the emergency room to check vitals... I am frustrated and kind of listless or empty feeling. I don't do "wait "very well at all.
The upper photo is on a much much better day a few years ago with my dad on his new John Deere mower. Right this minute my son is mowing on that mower outside my bedroom window. I remember that my dad had been feeling really rotten for a while, got to feeling better and came up to surprise me with the mower. If anyone reads this, please say a little prayer for my mom and dad. Good, good people.... and I love them so much.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Today I was noticing some beautiful curtains made of Vintage Tea Towels. I have a beautiful set or two of those made my my mother and grandmother. That is on my maybe list... a simple cleaning and addition of some white lacy doilies in on my definitely list for the bathroom....
And oh, my... Cindy over at Romantic Home blog has simply inspired the daylights out of me. I even wrote about this upcoming (today's) reveal of her bedroom makeover. I think I especially love her blog because of her artistic flair and the fact she doesn't spend a lot on her things. That seems do-able to me, so I'm still inspired after thinking about things. Then, the real reason I adore her blog is that she is single. I, too, am a single Mom, and I sometimes get a little tired, a little envious, and a little bitter about all the "housewifery: blogs that include mention of wonderful husbands, etc.... I am very happy, but still, it is fun to see another woman who is working to make her little cottage beautiful for herself. I know, I know... most women, whether married or not, do all kinds of the beautification process for themselves.... men rarely give a hoot.... They like the cooking better! But, personally, I get pumped up when I see a spread in a magazine and the home is owned and decorated by a single woman. It's kind of like the load isn't so heavy. Companionship for the single soul?