Friday, May 25, 2012
Finally they called us back to the pre-op area. After taking care of all the preliminaries they put some sort of solution into his IV and told us that he probably wouldn't remember much of anything after that. Sometimes people get a little loopy as they go under anesthesia so I was hoping he might do or say something goofy that I could tease him about later. (Obviously, this was not a life-threatening injury or I wouldn't have been so blithe.) Much to my disappointment he didn't act drunk or anything.
As they were about to wheel him away the nurse told me, "You can hug him or kiss him or whatever would be appropriate." :-) So I leaned down to give him a quick kiss... on the lips, mind you! ...and he kissed me back-- this is important to the story. I murmured, "I love you," and patted his shoulder as I went back to the waiting room.
When his surgery was over I was curious to see how his memory was affected. "Do you remember me kissing you?" I asked him.
"You didn't kiss me!" he protested.
"I most certainly did!" I insisted.
"Nuh-uh. You said, 'I love you,' but you didn't kiss me!"
So that was my funny story to tell the kids of what happened when Dad was under the influence of anesthesia.
I thought it was interesting, though, that he remembered the words but not the kiss. Just goes to show that sometimes words do speak louder than action.
P.S. I do have pictures of his injury-- that he took while waiting to the see the doctor initially-- but I decided you probably wouldn't want to see them. You're welcome.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
... "Life couldn't possibly get any busier." And then it does.
... "Surely my responsibilities will lighten up soon." But they never do.
... "When I get caught up I'll have time for all the other things I want to do." Instead I just get further behind.
It seems like a vicious cycle. In the meantime, life goes on. The sun is shining and the lilacs are blooming outside my window. My children just keep growing up.
I don't want the important things in life to pass me by because I was too busy to appreciate them.
So today, I'm going to soak in the sun for a few moments, and inhale the fragrance of the lilacs. I will spend time listening to the things my children want to talk about. And I will hold hands with my husband every chance I get. I will appreciate the strong work ethic he has and try not to mind the excessive hours he has had to work lately.
No matter what... life is sure an adventure!
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Three years ago I started planning how I would like my bedroom to look. The walls are knotty pine and I liked the pioneer cabin feel of that, so I decided not to change them. Saved a ton of work right there. Also, the carpet is in good shape, and fortunately for me, it's my favorite shade of sage green. So I decided on a rustic-but-romantic style in keeping with what was already there, and my own country-girl personality.
Not too long after that my mother asked if I'd like to have "Granddaddy and Grandmother's bedroom suit" which included a double bed frame, a pretty mirrored dresser, and a "chester drawers." Without even thinking about it, I immediately said, "Yes! Of course I would!" I wasn't sure it would even all fit in our bedroom, but the entire 25 years we'd been married I had never had "real" bedroom furniture. Sure, we had a bed frame to keep our mattress and box springs off the floor, but no headboard or footboard. And only odd tables or night stands to set things on. Clothes were stored in the closet in bins.
Anyway, Mother had inherited this beautiful set of furniture from her parents. She didn't really need it, and of my brothers and sisters one sister also didn't need it, and the others are too tall for the bed. They need king-size beds. Even at that, Lyle had to do some cutting and welding on the bed frame to make it long enough for our queen-size mattress.
We were able to pick up the furniture on our trip in March. When we got home and had time to get it set up, I was thrilled with how well it fit our room. The Irish Chain quilt my mother and I made fit the bed perfectly.
I had originally thought I would crochet a curtain... but it wasn't turning out like what I had in mind, so for now I decided to just go with sheers (and a mini-blind for privacy behind the sheers). I talked Lyle into putting up a bookshelf above the window for my collection of vintage novels, in lieu of a valance.
I added other little touches of personal and family treasures for accent pieces, including my vintage suitcase on my nightstand-- and a shabby little stepladder topped with an old packing crate that belonged to my other grandmother for a lamp stand.
So for now, our room is done. And it makes me happy. I smile every time I walk in there. I'm sure I'll make adjustments right along, as that's the nature of home decorating.
Romantic Prairie Style. "That's it!" I thought as I thumbed through it. Would you believe most of the rooms featured in the magazine had knotty pine walls?
Too bad I don't have a better camera, or photographer--or both!--to do my beautiful room justice. (But you can click on the pictures to make them larger if you like.) And if you're not quite as enthralled with it as I am, that's okay. It's my bedroom and I love it! That's all that matters, really, isn't it?
Monday, May 7, 2012
The years went by, as years are wont to do. Old Red died. The uncles grew up and went off to college. The rest of us lived other places. Granddaddy's "herd" of livestock gradually grew smaller and smaller, until finally there were none.
The barn is abandoned now, and while my dad gives it a fresh coat of paint every now and then to keep it looking nice, mostly it serves as storage for no-longer-useful-or-needed implements. The used-to-be garden and once busy path are now covered over with neatly mowed grass.
The farm is no longer very productive, but it holds countless memories for the generation of children who once ran barefoot all over the hillside. What a wonderful way to begin life's many adventures.
Thursday, May 3, 2012
I love the blog community! I enjoy reading others' stories and getting to know new friends, as well as keeping up with old friends. I also enjoy participating in blog parties and giveaways. Just recently I won two different blog giveaways! It had been awhile since I won anything... but to be honest, it had been awhile since I had taken the time to enter any giveaways.Spring Retreat Basket hosted by Kellie Falconer @ Accordion to Kellie, and sponsored by Winnie Nielsen. Originally I received a pink mug, but sadly, the USPS didn't handle it as carefully as they could have, and it arrived in several pieces. It certainly wasn't Winnie's fault and I wasn't going to tell her that it had gotten broken, even though I was disappointed because I thought it was such a cute mug... but she emailed and asked if it had arrived safely. Of course, I had to tell her then, but I assured her she didn't need to replace it. She insisted anyway. As it turns out, the pink mug was no longer available, but I could choose sage green or cream (either one would go with the lid). As you may have noticed, sage green is one of my favorite colors, so I was very happy to choose that color. I like it even better than pink. This sweet collection is just perfect-- including all my favorite things: reading, writing, coffee and tea! Thank you, Winnie and Kellie!
Ultimate Blog Party giveaways, even though I didn't have as much time to participate as I have other years. It's such a huge party, you never know what you might win. Turns out, I won an "artisan gemstone necklace with sapphires, garnets, citrines, carnelians, quartz and chalcedony on a gold fill chain" from Patty Woodland @ Broken Tepee Designs. Aren't the stones beautiful? I wish I knew which ones were which. Patty also included a bar of her goat milk soap from her other shop, Happy Goats Soap. I love handmade bar soaps, so that was a nice bonus. What a fun prize! Thank you, Patty!
Speaking of blog giveaways... it's not too late to enter and spread the word about my 10-Year Blog Anniversary Giveaway! I'm giving away over $400 worth of books and other goodies.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
I was wrong. Either that or it was raining at that end. I think it was just a low rain-cloud over that deck, but Lyle argued that he thought it was spray from the falls. Several other sight-seers had umbrellas. We didn't. We got wet. And we didn't get very good pictures because of the heavy mist.
It was still worth stopping to see. I'd like to go back on a prettier day, but then the waterfall is probably most dramatic in the springtime.
I got Lyle a book for Christmas, Waterfall Lover's Guide: Where to Find Hundreds of Spectacular Waterfalls in Washington, Oregon, and Idaho. I know we haven't been to "hundreds" of waterfalls yet, so I expect we'll be searching out more when we get a chance.
Enjoying the adventure!