Friday, May 22, 2009

Today, dear husband Riley will be discharged from the hospital after having a bilateral knee replacement. The now-bionic man decided to have both knees replaced. Surgery took place on the 13th of May and today is the 22nd of May. A miracle, indeed, to be discharged this early.

One of the items on the to-do list was to drive to the medical supply place and pick up a few items to make life easier. As I packed the shower bench and apparatus that fits over the toilet (is there a real word for that contraption???), I realized that we are no longer in the spring season of our lives. Just fact, nothing more.

We have lots of adventures to still look forward to....including the vacation we didn't take in February of this year when Riley came home from Iraq earlier than expected. Oh yes, dear husband - it's in writing now so the vacation was merely postponed (smile).

I so look forward to having him home once again. Never knew hospital visits could be tiring - though not so tiring as to the rehab Riley suffered. One saving grace....a superb coffee shop offered fortitude both on the way up and on the way out. Score many points for coffee once again.

Oh yes - I did quilt a teeny bit. That "intro" photo is of ten 9 patch blocks I made. Again, these blocks will be mailed to another quilter - which she will then join these blocks with other quilters' blocks and then ultimately shipped off to "Quilts for Kids". Look it up. Be a part of it.

Soon - I quilt.


Monday, May 04, 2009

Whatever Happened to the Small Stuff.....

Whatever happened to the small stuff in life....such as expressing gratitude or thanks for receiving something....or opening the door for someone when they have both hands full....or saying something nice to someone in the elevator....or even electronically posting a 'I've missed you' ......

I am becoming more & more disenchanted with not seeing or hearing the small stuff in life. Ahhhh - but the story is not over yet!!!

Today I took a long walk. First, to the post office. Now keep in mind, most trips to the post office takes an attitude of patience and kindness. Okay, maybe not for you but the post office I frequent may have very well been the basis for the phrase "going postal". So with the idea of 'what ever happened to the small stuff' in my head, I mentally geared myself for the trip across the street to the post office. Oh yes, that's a blessing in itself....we live across the street from the post office.

I was greeted with "hey, there you are - haven't seen you in awhile". Goodness - the small stuff in life was alive & well. And the lovely lady behind the counter remembered I was retired and commented to the fact that she just knows I'll have a good day.

I left the post office and headed towards the bank. Passed a lady on the street who lives in our high rise apartment. She said hello first and cautioned me about the loose stones on the sidewalk. TWO small stuff in life happenings.

After making a business deposit at the bank, I headed over to the library. small stuff happenings there. I guess when a public library hires security guards to watch over the books, small stuff in life gets lost in the shuffle.

On the walk home, I thought about the two episodes of the small stuff and felt really good. I rode the elevator to our 6th floor apartment, grabbed the ole laundry basket (yes, shamelessly I had left laundry in the dryer for the 60 minute tumble) and headed down to the laundry room. I discovered BOTH dryers were lint free. How could that be?!?!? I said something about the no-lint discovery out loud and an elderly lady replied, "Oh I took it out - I hope that's okay - the clothes dry faster that way". Small stuff hits again. I thanked her profusely .... which I am still hoping didn't scare the life out of her.

Three small stuff episodes in one day - and it's only noon.

Small stuff is vital to our quality of life & it takes so little to practice it.

I finally finished twelve patriotic themed quilt blocks. The photo of the blocks I posted will be mailed to a lady in Milwaukee, WI. She will put together the blocks and mail the quilt(s) to someone in TX who will take the quilts to a hospital in Ft Hood TX. The quilts are distributed to the families of soldiers who have come for treatment/surgery after serving in Iraq.

Oh yes, I do quilt....


Friday, May 01, 2009

Brave Little Man....

Today our 4 yr old grandson had his tonsils removed. Mom & dad are doing fine....Grandparents are breathing easier and E (for Ethan - or so his parents say - I think it stands for 'excess' - as in an overabundance of energy!) is probably running around as if nothing had happened. Has to be youth. What a charmer this kid is...

Dear husband took a few photos of E before the surgery. You'd never know what was awaiting this brave little man. He was given medicine to help calm .... I have got to get some of that stuff. That's the most laid back I have ever seen Ethan. Nope, there was the time we had finished my errands & he was in the car seat just moments away from dream land. Not exactly what I had envisioned. The nap was meant to be taken at home so I could join him in dreamland. But I digress. He sure was cute wearing that cloth elasticized cap the nurses wear in surgery.

After much coffee and free wireless (surgical centers now have wireless - does that tell you something about the possible waiting time?!?!?), we were allowed to see E. after his surgery. We had brought a stuffed monkey for him along with a PS2 game. Grandparents, here's a very wise hint: Stuffed animal first. PS2 game second. Stuffed animal first, any other treat second. Trust me, you must remember to give those gifts in that order. The monkey was well received. The PS2 game - well, need I say more....

So hence, the photo for the monkey. I thought it cuter than a photo of the PS2 game.

So I offer credit to Go adopt a monkey!

In the meantime, I quilt....soon I hope.