1. We were off for a busy morning and then lunch with Denise. I saw my foot doctor, who says that the next treatment option is medications that will mess with my nerves. That does not sound too pleasant. I'd rather hurt??? Also, my foot has lost the pigment in it from all of the injections I've had in it. All of the white spots are the areas where it's been injected with cortisone. Lovely. He made me laugh when he said, "This usually happens to African American people." I said, "Well, I've got that black blood running through my paternal genes, so that explains it." He looked at Zaylee and we both laughed when I said, "Hers genes are a little closer than mine!" Goll, I have ugly feet. (That reminds me of something Tracie said during her visit, which I'm still laughing about... she told a story about someone who was "from the Ly (lee) family. UG and HOME." Ugly. Homely. Get it. Ha-ha.) ANYWAY, The Chili's door fell one year ago next Monday. I would have guessed that this would have been old news, but sadly, it's still a huge part of my life. Whodathunkit!? Please pass my foot all better! I've had several people ask me what Chili's did about this incident. Yes, they are covering my medical expenses and they sent me $100 in gift cards with a one paragraph form letter of apology.
2. Zaylee had play therapy this morning. I am fascinated by how all of that works, but I'm not really able to talk much about it. Suffice it to say, being a child psychologist is quite an interesting job. Who'd have thought that you could go to school for twelve years and then get to sit on the floor and play with children's toys and read children's books for a living? She is enjoying it, though. Hopefully, it's beneficial.
3. Liza is literally five weeks from her due date. It's hard to believe that I'm going to be a grandma and Liza is going to be the mommy! I've got lots to do to prepare for that EVENT!!! It's becoming more and more of a reality, the closer we get! I'm hoping that she delivers safely early! Quayd says that I need to be home by Quayd's sixteenth birthday!
4. A proud moment...All of Zaylee's little life, she has been dressed like Kelly... not a lot of concern for modesty, lots of skin showing, "sexy". I've reminded Kelly that toddlers and preschoolers don't need to be sexy, they need to be CUTE! Yesterday, Zaylee dressed herself. She came upstairs wearing this cute little outfit. Normally, she'd have just put on the little "cami" top alone. However, after watching my girls dress every day, where they always wear a cami under their shirts just to be a bit more modest, Zaylee came upstairs wearing her cami as an undershirt, like Zeej and Grace. She was quite proud of herself. It's amazing...she is a little sponge of everything that's happening around her. I'm soooooooooo thankful that what she is "absorbing" here is positive and for her benefit, as opposed to the things she was exposed to before. I hope and pray every day that she can forget some of the input she has had.
5. It rained for hours on Labor Day, from the wee hours of morning until afternoon. When we woke up, it started to really pour! Doug and I both thought at the same time, "The basement window!!!" Quayd's window is downhill from the sidewalk and gutters, which is why it's flooded twice now, although neither were from the rain. We were just inches from another flood yesterday morning! (I thought about it later and realized that had we gone to the ranch, like discussed, we'd have not been here to prevent it and would have come home to yet another flood!) We have to do something about this problem. We spent 20 minutes in the rain, moving the gutter direction so that the water went out onto the lawn, instead of into the window well. Whoever designed this set-up needs a time out! Thankfully, floor #3 was diverted!
6. Dang Candy Crush. Enough said about that.
7. On Friday night, Quayd and Grace went to their first high school football game. They went together. Doug drove them and they chose to walk home. It was almost 10 when they got in. Both had ice creams. Quayd had "taken his sister on a date" to practice. The funny thing was that Grace said, "Quayd's not such a bad brother, after all." They are either best buds or mortal enemies, depending on who needs the bathroom at the moment. My favorite thing, however, was before the game, when they asked if they could go. Grace said, "Well, I think that we should go because the football team needs our support." "The football team" could also be one specific, shall remain nameless at this time" very cute boy on the team. When we "caught her" in that little explanation, she turned several shades of red. Very cute and fun to see them being teens.
8. Here's another totally random rambling. I was looking for something in a file and found this tiny wallet size photo of myself from when I was five or six years old, first grade. Holy cow, this little girl looks like Zaylee, minus the curls!
9. My very most favorite thing about the entire weekend was that Doug was actually home on Monday! The girls played in the trailer a lot. Quayd watched a Mission Impossible marathon on his own. Doug and I went for a walk after the storm, played Phase Ten and watched a movie of our own. It was so nice to have some down time with him! I was thankful for the rain because it kept us from having a "laboring" Labor Day. The garden, the yard and tearing down the old swing/playhouse will keep for a few more days!
10. It's SEPTEMBER!!! Time to start thinking about decorating and pumpkin everything and, dare I say it... THE HOLIDAYS!!!! I love, love, love September!!!
Life is good. Crazy with hurt foots and kids that grow up too fast and say funny things and just plain good!
True happiness is an acceptance of life, as it is given to us, with it's diminishment, mystery, uncontrollability, and all.