Away from home
Friday I came down to stay with mom for a few days, dropped Sadie (my 3yr old black lab) at Joanne's (sister), 'cuz mom is alergic and can not have animals in the house. My neighbors are taking care of my 2 cats at home.
We had a bit of a winter storm Friday thru Sat morning. Over 12" of white fluffy stuff. Mom had just signed up with a service to clear her driveway a week or so ago. Boy was I glad, there was no way I was going to be able to help much with that. I cleared off the small 5x8 deck and a couple of steps and I was exhausted. Good thing it wasn't the thick heavy stuff or I would have been in bed for a week. How come I always feel like I need to do everything before mom gets out there to do it? No actually it is more like, when I am around other people I try to act like I am not sick. Am I ashamed of my illness? I thought it would be easier around mom, she has FM and knows how sick I am, but I still hate to see her do any physical labor ' cuz I don't want her to hurt herself. But I don't seem to remember that I should be careful not to hurt myself. Hmmmm....
Saturday was "Country Christmas Spectacular" It was wonderful, a Branson like preformance right here in MN. Wonderful singers, and so much musical talent. Then Joanne and her twin boys stayed for dinner and a neighbor of moms showed up for dinner. Homemade lasagna, fresh green salad with veggies, big chunks of garlic toast fresh out of the oven. I wish I could have eaten a whole lot more. lol
Sunday mom and I headed off to Iowa for a funeral for a childhood friend of moms (also related - I think) Met up with Aunt Mary & Uncle Jim, Aunt Eva. We went down to visit Great Great Auntie June & her daughter Melinda met us at the nursing home. Then we all went out to a late dinner, including Melinda's new Hubby Denny, and another Great Great Aunt & Uncle (forgive me, I have forgotten names now.) We all laughted so hard... I think I pee my pants. Mom & I didn't get back to the motel until almost 9:30pm. Man was I tired.
Monday we drove home, stopping by Auntie Eva's for lunch and chatting. Didn't get back to moms til after dinner time. I sat around in a stupor like state thinking I should go to bed until after 10. Why do I do that to myself?
We had a bit of a winter storm Friday thru Sat morning. Over 12" of white fluffy stuff. Mom had just signed up with a service to clear her driveway a week or so ago. Boy was I glad, there was no way I was going to be able to help much with that. I cleared off the small 5x8 deck and a couple of steps and I was exhausted. Good thing it wasn't the thick heavy stuff or I would have been in bed for a week. How come I always feel like I need to do everything before mom gets out there to do it? No actually it is more like, when I am around other people I try to act like I am not sick. Am I ashamed of my illness? I thought it would be easier around mom, she has FM and knows how sick I am, but I still hate to see her do any physical labor ' cuz I don't want her to hurt herself. But I don't seem to remember that I should be careful not to hurt myself. Hmmmm....
Saturday was "Country Christmas Spectacular" It was wonderful, a Branson like preformance right here in MN. Wonderful singers, and so much musical talent. Then Joanne and her twin boys stayed for dinner and a neighbor of moms showed up for dinner. Homemade lasagna, fresh green salad with veggies, big chunks of garlic toast fresh out of the oven. I wish I could have eaten a whole lot more. lol
Sunday mom and I headed off to Iowa for a funeral for a childhood friend of moms (also related - I think) Met up with Aunt Mary & Uncle Jim, Aunt Eva. We went down to visit Great Great Auntie June & her daughter Melinda met us at the nursing home. Then we all went out to a late dinner, including Melinda's new Hubby Denny, and another Great Great Aunt & Uncle (forgive me, I have forgotten names now.) We all laughted so hard... I think I pee my pants. Mom & I didn't get back to the motel until almost 9:30pm. Man was I tired.
Monday we drove home, stopping by Auntie Eva's for lunch and chatting. Didn't get back to moms til after dinner time. I sat around in a stupor like state thinking I should go to bed until after 10. Why do I do that to myself?
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