Made it to Thursday. Can't begin to count the number of things I haven't accomplished that need to be done. So grateful today is a full at-home day to get through as much as I can. First...catch up on the blog.
Tuesday evening Claude and I attended The Scott Education and Community Foundation dinner at Georgetown College. This is in the Hall of Fame room on campus. I've never been to this room before.
The dinner was excellent with the exception of the dessert. We had some kind of soup that was served with a scoop (like an ice cream scoop) of rice and veggies in the center of the little dish with the broth (tomato based) dished shallowly around the scoop of veggies. It was a very different way to serve that course and I thoroughly enjoyed it. The main course was a chicken breast stuffed with spinach, a big dollop of something that was like whipped stuffing that had been baked, and 4 asparagus spears laying over the top. A white saucelike gravy was poured over the chicken and stuffing before the asparagus was placed on top. Very elegant and delicious. The dessert was a version of pineapple upside down cake. The cake part was an individual round piece of cake with a pineapple on top. The pineapple appeared to have been cooked in a glaze and place on the cake. It was all topped with a tablespoon of whipped cream. By this point we all had no knives and you just couldn't cut through that pineapple with a spoon. I think I would have enjoyed the dessert more if I could have gotten all three of those flavors together in one bite.
The purpose of the organization is to foster the improvement and enhancement of education in Scott County. We sat at a table with two ladies who work for the public school system in Scott County. One was over technology and the other was over the GED program. Anna & Paul Isaacs were at our table. When we moved here Anna was the Magistrate over our part of Scott County. Anna's hubby is a judge on the District Court. Very nice people. There was another man named John Cooper that works in Frankfort over education somehow. And Jim Calloway, the President of Whitaker Bank. Jim is just a really fun person. He sings in a local bank that plays old country/Blue Grass kind of music. The name of the band is the Bull Shifters or something like that. He is just really well thought of in the county. So it was a great table to sit and visit with people.
Before the meal started there was a man being circled about the room and introduced to everyone. I thought, "Hmmm...he looks familiar." But I really couldn't place where. Claude and I had chosen a table by the window and chairs facing the podium (this is a big part of attending these things...finding the perfect table and seat when they haven't assigned you a table). Soon this fella was directed to our side of the room and we were quickly introduced and shook hands. I liked his firm handshake. He was very unassuming. I didn't catch his name as he was introduced. Later in the evening a lady spoke who is a professor over some department at Georgetown. At one point she turned and touched this man's shoulder and said something about how grateful she was for her husband. (It was starting to fall into place.) Then another young man spoke that was sitting at their table (they were doing something they call 'shout outs' where pre-chosen people stood and talked about their part in education). This young man pointed out that the husband was his coach at UK. Now the pieces were really fitting together. The man was Joker Phillips, the head coach of the University of Kentucky football team.
This was a delicious dinner, great conversation at our table, and a very worthy cause.
Wednesday morning was my Countryside Homemaker's Club meeting. This time we met at Frisch's Big Boy in Georgetown. I like this because I don't have to bring a dish. Our lesson was on 'Foodscapes'. Detta Wilson taught it. Since we were in a restaurant she was very sparing with what she brought. Detta and I spoke before about this lesson and she was very excited to teach it. I knew she had been practicing on making 'things' out of food ever since she had the training for the lesson. One thing I never saw before that I'll share in this blog was with carrots and cucumbers. You clean your carrot and peel it. Then you clean the cucumber, cut off the ends, and use a peeler or corer to empty the inside part where the seeds are leaving the fleshy part and the peel in tact. Then you slide your carrot into this hole through the middle of your cucumber. Then you just slice your cucumber and you have this delightful green outer with an orange center in your slices. The food and visit with friends was great. Lots of stories shared about all our flooding.
Then I just stayed in Georgetown. I had some shopping to do. I spent most of my time at Kohl's. I don't do this very often at all, just take a good part or all of a day to shop by myself. It was fun to leisurely stroll through the store and look for things I was needing to find and purchase. What a treat for this old girl!!
Then I headed to the nursing home at 3:30pm to sing with Papa.
Yesterday my Mom was as talkative and had more movement than I have seen in months. She was in her wheelchair at the table when I got to the nursing home to sing with Papa. He was ready to start and his first two songs were duets with me. I quickly put my stuff near my chair. Then I pulled out the plastic bag of pictures and some needlework stuff for Mom to play with. Then I set my purse, zipped close, in front of Mom. Usually she plays with the shoulder straps. It's a purse I made out of purple print quilted fabric. Yesterday she ended up pulling my Sudoku book out of the outer pocket and having the purse in her lap. Then she kept trying to give it to Vina. Vina was very gracious. She just said 'no thanks' and tried to get Mom to keep the purse. Vina has Parkinson's.
I sang with Papa and then went to sit beside Mom while Papa sang a few more songs. First I stopped by Vina and thanked her for being so sweet to Mimi. I gave Vina a kiss on the forehead. She loves to be kissed. Vina grinned and I knew she understood my appreciation.
Then it was my turn to sing with Papa again. I had moved Mom's wheelchair right up under the table and put the purse up on the table again. By the time I finished singing with Papa Mimi had moved her wheelchair so it faced Vina, she had the purse in her lap with a few more things out of the pockets on the other side of the purse. She was happy to just hold the purse in her lap. Amazing.
I helped Papa load his car and then we headed to his apartment. He gave me his laundry and we went over his mail that came in and checked on his computer. Once he was all settled I headed back to Sadieville.
I cleared out my eMail. Claude fixed us a nice dish of spaghetti for dinner. It was delicious. Then we settled down for an evening of embroidery and TV. Claude opened all the windows and we had a nice beginning of the summer breeze flowing through the upstairs.
While at Kohl's I purchased, FINALLY, a pair of blue quilted pillow shams. I've looked for these for over a year. Claude bought me a quilt that has blue roses embroidered on it when we were in Gatlinburg for our anniversary over a year ago. I needed blue pillow shams to go with it so I could use it as a bedspread. I found some a Kohl's after a year of looking for them. They matched just fine and now the new bedspread and shams are on my bed. A great new look for this summer.
And now we are at today. Papa's laundry is going and I'm finishing my blog. Then I have lots of mail to get ready and to the post office. I'll call Tyra and try to reschedule a haircut. Then I have a house to clean in preparations for the Mini-Marx's to come for a visit tomorrow night. Such a full day. But it is full of things I'm eager to get accomplished.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Stranded...
Saturday was a very, very, very rainy day in the Bluegrass of Kentucky area. We were inside all day long. That little red smoker was on the move again. This day it was on the front porch so it could be under cover while Claude smoked us a roast for dinner. It was nice to know it was on the front porch because we put it there instead of it making its way there on its own.
I did get some computer work done in the morning. We ate dinner and watched the Kentucky Derby on the big screen TV in the basement. It's always fun to watch the Derby and all those ladies hats. One of our local newscasters had on a pick hat that looked like it could have easily fit in Alice in Wonderland. I contemplated putting on a hat to watch the Derby just to get in the mood and feel of a Kentucky lady at the Derby. But they were upstairs and I was in the basement so it didn't happen.
The evening was spent listening to the Eagles in concert in Australia. Just love hearing Timothy sing 'Love Will Keep Us Alive' and Don Henly sing 'Dirty Laundry'. I honestly don't think any living, breathing human could listen to 'Dirty Laundry' and not try to dance...no matter how bad you were at dancing. Just gotta move with that song.
Sunday we got up at 7am to get ready for Claude's early morning meetings before Church. I did not look out our bedroom window at the creek (I usually do this for some reason each morning). I knew we had lots of lightening and thunder during the night.
We climbed in my car at 8am to head to Church. There is one entrance into our development. It has a bridge that goes over Eagle Creek. As Claude and I approached the bridge we were amazed that the creek was way over its bounds and was right under the bottom of the bridge. Now I was wishing I had looked out our bedroom window at the creek before we left. I told Claude I wished I had done that. He said he did and the creek didn't look that bad from our home. We have only seen the creek get that close under the bridge one other time. When it does that the water coming over the dam a bit upstream from the bridge is not even visible.
We headed on to Church. As we went down I-75 we noticed a lake on the right side and we commented how it would not take a lot more rain for that to flood onto I-75 making traffic on that busy Interstate difficult, if not impossible. There is not normally even a stream visible at this location.
When we got to the Church I left Claude and headed to the nursing home to visit mom before our meetings. Mom was back in her bed after breakfast. Her bedroom window was open letting in a little bit of a breeze. She was asleep but I felt it was a little cool so I got the blanket Katelyn made her and covered her up with it to be sure she was warm.
Of course that woke mom up. She was a little talkative. She would dose off and then wake and mumble a few things. She was happy having that little blanket over her. I believe she loved the bright colors. One of the CNA's came in to give mom her morning meds. When mom saw her she got an enormous grin on her face. The CNA said they were talking of closing part of Hwy. 25 into Lexington because of the standing and running water over it.
I headed back to the Church and Pocohontas (one of the road to the Church) had a place that was now flooded on it. There was water bubbling from the ground in front of one of the neighborhood homes. I told Papa about it when he got to Church. He reminded me that sometimes where there is this much rain the water finds a grate in the ditch and will bubble up like that. By the end of Church the priesthood was warned not to take Highway 25 back to their homes in Lexington. It was definitely closed. I learned from a friend that the north end of Highway 25 that heads to Sadieville had a church along the road that people could not even get to their building because of the flooding.
Claude and I were to have gone to Andie's on our way to the temple on Friday afternoon. We ended up not having time for that on Friday so had changed our visit until Sunday afternoon. We were going to have dinner with the Marx family and then return home Sunday evening. So after Church we headed toward LaGrange.
As we drove down I-64 the traffic was being diverted at one of the Frankfort exits. There are a couple of places around Frankfort where the Interstate was cut through the little mountain. You have a rock face on either side of the road. Coming out of the layers of limestone rock that make up this mountain were streams and, often, gushing waters. As we drove through our lanes going west Claude commented, "If feel like I'm Moses crossing the Red Sea." Since the highway is divided here we couldn't tell that the lanes going East were completely shut down. Only when we returned home could we tell that a car must have gone off the side of the cliff and into the trees on the other side of the mountain. This is why the traffice was diverted into Frankfort. Later we found another car that slide into the railing. It was a nasty drive and Claude just took his time. We determined not to go down the country roads to LaGrange in case they were flooded and stayed with the I-64, the Snyder, and I-71 to get to the Marx home.
The kids were so happy to see Pa and Ma. Claude picked up Bailey when she finished her nap and I thought she was never going to quit hugging him. She does have a thing for her Pa. Hayden was sharing his litany of facts about the solar systems when I got a call from Judy, our next door neighbor, on my cell phone.
Judy asked where we were. I told her we were visiting Andie and Michael in LaGrange. She said, "Stay there. Don't try to come home. The bridge is completely covered in water and we are afraid the road is washing away on either side."
My first concern was for Pete. He and Nancy live on the other side of Judy. Pete is on oxygen 24/7 and I was very concerned that he have a sufficient supply to get through whatever had to happen to get us a road back up if this one was washed away. Judy told me all the neighbors in Eagle Bend were accounted for. The only ones not land-locked by this flooding were Claude and me and Ray, our neighbor across the street. He manages the Golden Corral restaurant in Georgetown and had been away when the water got so high. All the neighbors were fine. Pete had enough oxygen on hand to get by for a good while.
We determined we would spend the night with the Marx family and see if we could get to our home on Monday. This met with great approval by the mini-Marx's. Andie and Michael got an unexpected date night. Claude and I got a bit more time for hugs and snuggles than we figured we would have.
I called Papa and warned him we were not going to be home that night. I had to tell him I might not be able to take him for his birthday lunch on Monday. Papa was ready to drive out and check the roads for us. I told him not to do that since the neighbors were going to call us regularly and give us updates.
I called home and checked the voice machine for messages. There were two for the Mayor of Sadieville. Claude kicked into Mayor mode and did all the calls necessary to be sure citizens were okay. They declared a state of emergency for all of Scott County. They shut down several of the country roads outside of Sadieville. One of them, Jerry, our police department, put a yellow caution tape across. Some idiot, and I do mean idiot, cut the tape to drive their car over. I do not understand this when it puts you in a position to be swept away and then you expect some other poor soul to risk life and limb to rescue you. Even if you are headed to give someone else aid, you should realize you can't help them if you are floating down stream with your life in danger. Amazing what stupid things some people do.
Once we were sure that all was under control we settled into playing and enjoying the kids. Andie and Michael headed out for their date. We put Hayden and Bailey to bed. I was reading the last paragraph of Hayden's book when my cell phone rang. It was Judy to tell me the water receded enough to get across the bridge. Ray was home now. Only Claude and I were out. Jerry was there to check the bridge with a few of the men in our neighborhood. We could definitely get home on Monday.
Monday we determined to watch Bailey so that Andie could help at Hayden's school. His teacher, Miss Amanda, is due to have her baby any day now. The kids and their moms had a baby shower for Miss Amanda yesterday. The kids made cards for her and they decorated bibs for the baby. Our staying and keeping Bailey left Andie free to help decorate and run the party.
Bailey is just a fun little strong-willed creature. She wanted to wear Hayden's old horse costume from Halloween a couple of years ago. She played outside for a long time in this cute little costume. She is so tall it is short on her but she loves wearing it to play in anyway. It is like a capri horse costume. Here is a picture of her in the back yard heading to the new playset. I didn't take my camera so these are all from my cell phone.
In the picture on the right Bailey is playing with a worm. The poor worms and roly poly bugs need to take cover when this little girl is out. Bailey carried this poor worm all around with her. She found it in the front yard where the picture was taken. Then she took it to the back yard. She placed it on a swing so it could watch her ride the glider. Then she carried it as she climbed the ladder to the top of the little house part of the playset. Then it took a turn going down the slide. It was a dear friend to her all morning. Amazing.
It did make me think of Katelyn though. When she was a little one about, 3 years old (Bailey's age), Nissa and Katelyn lived with us. Claude would go on business trips. When he would leave he would ask Katelyn what she wanted him to bring her when he returned. Without fail Katelyn would say, "Erms Blampa. I want Erms." Katelyn loved gummy worms and that is what she was asking for. Many a gummy worm was consumed by our little darlin' after Blampa got home from his trips.
I was sharing with Nissa this morning on Instant Messaging how short a time ago it seems it was that Claude would be packing for a trip or unpacking after getting home, Katelyn would be in the room making sure everything was going as it should. Claude would pick her up and put her in the hanging bag and zip her inside. She would laugh and really enjoyed being in his luggage.
But...I digress...At one point Bailey wanted to play on the monkey bar part of the playset. Since my surgery last year I am not supposed to hold her up for that long. I reminded Bailey Gramma could not do that but Grampa could. Like a flash she raced across the back yard and requisitioned Claude to stop watching old sitcoms on TV and help her on the monkey bars.
Bailey found his shoes and I gathered his socks and we headed him out the door.
We had fun finishing playing outside with Pa. Then we headed back inside for a snack, coloring and Play-doh action.
Andie and Hayden got home and Claude and I gathered things and headed for home. I called Papa and we determined to meet him at his favorite Mexican restaurant for lunch on our way to Sadieville. We had a wonderful meal. I told the server it was Papa's 82nd birthday. He asked Papa if he wanted ice cream. Papa said, "That would be alright." They brought Papa a tortillia made into a bowl like you would have a taco salad in. It was full of ice cream and topped with whipped cream and a cherry. Papa was in heaven. I was very happy we got to be with Papa on his birthday.
Then we headed to the Scott County Emergency Management office. Part of the stuff Claude called about Sunday afternoon was the declaring of Sadieville and all of Scott County a disaster to get assistance from the county for helping people and roads. By the end of the day the entire Commonwealth of Kentucky was declared a disaster and our governor was requesting Pres. Obama call it a federal disaster to open those lines of money for assistance.
Elkhorn Creek that flows near the restaurant we ate at was way over its bounds still. It was up to the buildings. The parking lot in front of the stores near it was completely flooded still. The parking lot at the end of the restaurant where we ate was also flooded. As we drove down Highway 25 to the Scott County EMA the park across from Cardome Center was completely under water. Clearly there was still a lot of water not under control yet. This morning I heard that the Kentucky River would not crest until today.
Claude signed the documents needed to officially have the state of emergency. Then we headed home. Our creek was very full but within its bounds when we drove over it.
Our neighbor that called us in LaGrange has a 4 year old son. They also purchased a playset like the one Andie and Michael got this year. Dan spent about a week putting it together after work. They set it up on the flat part of their property as close to where the hill starts to go up as possible. They anchored it but did not set it in concrete. It had only been up maybe 2 weeks. The flood waters got to the top beam of this playset where the swings attach to that beam. The waters lifted it and floated it down stream toward the dam and the bridge. Ironically it stayed on the land side as it flowed and Judy and Dan were hoping it would float past the dam and bridge. It made it past the dam staying on the land side but then it was swept into the creek after the dam. We are told it made an awful sound as it crashed into the bridge and broke into a lot of little pieces. Makes one feel for them. Claude and Michael spent 2 days with both of them working to get the Marx family playset together. There was great empathy on their parts for what they had lost.
It was an eventful couple of days. We needed water. Just didn't expect to get it all at once. I would have loved to be home and taken pictures of it. Dan was nice enough to post some on his Facebook page for us to look at while we were in LaGrange. We still have our road although some of the dirt around the base of the bridge will need to be re-worked. It was another evidence of the wonderful neighborhood in which we live. They all checked on each other and made sure we were all in a safe place. It is very comforting to live with such good people.
I did get some computer work done in the morning. We ate dinner and watched the Kentucky Derby on the big screen TV in the basement. It's always fun to watch the Derby and all those ladies hats. One of our local newscasters had on a pick hat that looked like it could have easily fit in Alice in Wonderland. I contemplated putting on a hat to watch the Derby just to get in the mood and feel of a Kentucky lady at the Derby. But they were upstairs and I was in the basement so it didn't happen.
The evening was spent listening to the Eagles in concert in Australia. Just love hearing Timothy sing 'Love Will Keep Us Alive' and Don Henly sing 'Dirty Laundry'. I honestly don't think any living, breathing human could listen to 'Dirty Laundry' and not try to dance...no matter how bad you were at dancing. Just gotta move with that song.
Sunday we got up at 7am to get ready for Claude's early morning meetings before Church. I did not look out our bedroom window at the creek (I usually do this for some reason each morning). I knew we had lots of lightening and thunder during the night.
We climbed in my car at 8am to head to Church. There is one entrance into our development. It has a bridge that goes over Eagle Creek. As Claude and I approached the bridge we were amazed that the creek was way over its bounds and was right under the bottom of the bridge. Now I was wishing I had looked out our bedroom window at the creek before we left. I told Claude I wished I had done that. He said he did and the creek didn't look that bad from our home. We have only seen the creek get that close under the bridge one other time. When it does that the water coming over the dam a bit upstream from the bridge is not even visible.
We headed on to Church. As we went down I-75 we noticed a lake on the right side and we commented how it would not take a lot more rain for that to flood onto I-75 making traffic on that busy Interstate difficult, if not impossible. There is not normally even a stream visible at this location.
When we got to the Church I left Claude and headed to the nursing home to visit mom before our meetings. Mom was back in her bed after breakfast. Her bedroom window was open letting in a little bit of a breeze. She was asleep but I felt it was a little cool so I got the blanket Katelyn made her and covered her up with it to be sure she was warm.
Of course that woke mom up. She was a little talkative. She would dose off and then wake and mumble a few things. She was happy having that little blanket over her. I believe she loved the bright colors. One of the CNA's came in to give mom her morning meds. When mom saw her she got an enormous grin on her face. The CNA said they were talking of closing part of Hwy. 25 into Lexington because of the standing and running water over it.
I headed back to the Church and Pocohontas (one of the road to the Church) had a place that was now flooded on it. There was water bubbling from the ground in front of one of the neighborhood homes. I told Papa about it when he got to Church. He reminded me that sometimes where there is this much rain the water finds a grate in the ditch and will bubble up like that. By the end of Church the priesthood was warned not to take Highway 25 back to their homes in Lexington. It was definitely closed. I learned from a friend that the north end of Highway 25 that heads to Sadieville had a church along the road that people could not even get to their building because of the flooding.
Claude and I were to have gone to Andie's on our way to the temple on Friday afternoon. We ended up not having time for that on Friday so had changed our visit until Sunday afternoon. We were going to have dinner with the Marx family and then return home Sunday evening. So after Church we headed toward LaGrange.
As we drove down I-64 the traffic was being diverted at one of the Frankfort exits. There are a couple of places around Frankfort where the Interstate was cut through the little mountain. You have a rock face on either side of the road. Coming out of the layers of limestone rock that make up this mountain were streams and, often, gushing waters. As we drove through our lanes going west Claude commented, "If feel like I'm Moses crossing the Red Sea." Since the highway is divided here we couldn't tell that the lanes going East were completely shut down. Only when we returned home could we tell that a car must have gone off the side of the cliff and into the trees on the other side of the mountain. This is why the traffice was diverted into Frankfort. Later we found another car that slide into the railing. It was a nasty drive and Claude just took his time. We determined not to go down the country roads to LaGrange in case they were flooded and stayed with the I-64, the Snyder, and I-71 to get to the Marx home.
The kids were so happy to see Pa and Ma. Claude picked up Bailey when she finished her nap and I thought she was never going to quit hugging him. She does have a thing for her Pa. Hayden was sharing his litany of facts about the solar systems when I got a call from Judy, our next door neighbor, on my cell phone.
Judy asked where we were. I told her we were visiting Andie and Michael in LaGrange. She said, "Stay there. Don't try to come home. The bridge is completely covered in water and we are afraid the road is washing away on either side."
My first concern was for Pete. He and Nancy live on the other side of Judy. Pete is on oxygen 24/7 and I was very concerned that he have a sufficient supply to get through whatever had to happen to get us a road back up if this one was washed away. Judy told me all the neighbors in Eagle Bend were accounted for. The only ones not land-locked by this flooding were Claude and me and Ray, our neighbor across the street. He manages the Golden Corral restaurant in Georgetown and had been away when the water got so high. All the neighbors were fine. Pete had enough oxygen on hand to get by for a good while.
We determined we would spend the night with the Marx family and see if we could get to our home on Monday. This met with great approval by the mini-Marx's. Andie and Michael got an unexpected date night. Claude and I got a bit more time for hugs and snuggles than we figured we would have.
I called Papa and warned him we were not going to be home that night. I had to tell him I might not be able to take him for his birthday lunch on Monday. Papa was ready to drive out and check the roads for us. I told him not to do that since the neighbors were going to call us regularly and give us updates.
I called home and checked the voice machine for messages. There were two for the Mayor of Sadieville. Claude kicked into Mayor mode and did all the calls necessary to be sure citizens were okay. They declared a state of emergency for all of Scott County. They shut down several of the country roads outside of Sadieville. One of them, Jerry, our police department, put a yellow caution tape across. Some idiot, and I do mean idiot, cut the tape to drive their car over. I do not understand this when it puts you in a position to be swept away and then you expect some other poor soul to risk life and limb to rescue you. Even if you are headed to give someone else aid, you should realize you can't help them if you are floating down stream with your life in danger. Amazing what stupid things some people do.
Once we were sure that all was under control we settled into playing and enjoying the kids. Andie and Michael headed out for their date. We put Hayden and Bailey to bed. I was reading the last paragraph of Hayden's book when my cell phone rang. It was Judy to tell me the water receded enough to get across the bridge. Ray was home now. Only Claude and I were out. Jerry was there to check the bridge with a few of the men in our neighborhood. We could definitely get home on Monday.
Monday we determined to watch Bailey so that Andie could help at Hayden's school. His teacher, Miss Amanda, is due to have her baby any day now. The kids and their moms had a baby shower for Miss Amanda yesterday. The kids made cards for her and they decorated bibs for the baby. Our staying and keeping Bailey left Andie free to help decorate and run the party.
Bailey is just a fun little strong-willed creature. She wanted to wear Hayden's old horse costume from Halloween a couple of years ago. She played outside for a long time in this cute little costume. She is so tall it is short on her but she loves wearing it to play in anyway. It is like a capri horse costume. Here is a picture of her in the back yard heading to the new playset. I didn't take my camera so these are all from my cell phone.
It did make me think of Katelyn though. When she was a little one about, 3 years old (Bailey's age), Nissa and Katelyn lived with us. Claude would go on business trips. When he would leave he would ask Katelyn what she wanted him to bring her when he returned. Without fail Katelyn would say, "Erms Blampa. I want Erms." Katelyn loved gummy worms and that is what she was asking for. Many a gummy worm was consumed by our little darlin' after Blampa got home from his trips.
I was sharing with Nissa this morning on Instant Messaging how short a time ago it seems it was that Claude would be packing for a trip or unpacking after getting home, Katelyn would be in the room making sure everything was going as it should. Claude would pick her up and put her in the hanging bag and zip her inside. She would laugh and really enjoyed being in his luggage.
But...I digress...At one point Bailey wanted to play on the monkey bar part of the playset. Since my surgery last year I am not supposed to hold her up for that long. I reminded Bailey Gramma could not do that but Grampa could. Like a flash she raced across the back yard and requisitioned Claude to stop watching old sitcoms on TV and help her on the monkey bars.
We had fun finishing playing outside with Pa. Then we headed back inside for a snack, coloring and Play-doh action.
Andie and Hayden got home and Claude and I gathered things and headed for home. I called Papa and we determined to meet him at his favorite Mexican restaurant for lunch on our way to Sadieville. We had a wonderful meal. I told the server it was Papa's 82nd birthday. He asked Papa if he wanted ice cream. Papa said, "That would be alright." They brought Papa a tortillia made into a bowl like you would have a taco salad in. It was full of ice cream and topped with whipped cream and a cherry. Papa was in heaven. I was very happy we got to be with Papa on his birthday.
Then we headed to the Scott County Emergency Management office. Part of the stuff Claude called about Sunday afternoon was the declaring of Sadieville and all of Scott County a disaster to get assistance from the county for helping people and roads. By the end of the day the entire Commonwealth of Kentucky was declared a disaster and our governor was requesting Pres. Obama call it a federal disaster to open those lines of money for assistance.
Elkhorn Creek that flows near the restaurant we ate at was way over its bounds still. It was up to the buildings. The parking lot in front of the stores near it was completely flooded still. The parking lot at the end of the restaurant where we ate was also flooded. As we drove down Highway 25 to the Scott County EMA the park across from Cardome Center was completely under water. Clearly there was still a lot of water not under control yet. This morning I heard that the Kentucky River would not crest until today.
Claude signed the documents needed to officially have the state of emergency. Then we headed home. Our creek was very full but within its bounds when we drove over it.
Our neighbor that called us in LaGrange has a 4 year old son. They also purchased a playset like the one Andie and Michael got this year. Dan spent about a week putting it together after work. They set it up on the flat part of their property as close to where the hill starts to go up as possible. They anchored it but did not set it in concrete. It had only been up maybe 2 weeks. The flood waters got to the top beam of this playset where the swings attach to that beam. The waters lifted it and floated it down stream toward the dam and the bridge. Ironically it stayed on the land side as it flowed and Judy and Dan were hoping it would float past the dam and bridge. It made it past the dam staying on the land side but then it was swept into the creek after the dam. We are told it made an awful sound as it crashed into the bridge and broke into a lot of little pieces. Makes one feel for them. Claude and Michael spent 2 days with both of them working to get the Marx family playset together. There was great empathy on their parts for what they had lost.
It was an eventful couple of days. We needed water. Just didn't expect to get it all at once. I would have loved to be home and taken pictures of it. Dan was nice enough to post some on his Facebook page for us to look at while we were in LaGrange. We still have our road although some of the dirt around the base of the bridge will need to be re-worked. It was another evidence of the wonderful neighborhood in which we live. They all checked on each other and made sure we were all in a safe place. It is very comforting to live with such good people.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Our 'Sit In' Day...
What I learned yesterday is -- you can get totally exhausted just sitting all day. So you might was well actually do something and be tired after accomplishing something!!!
Claude and I quickly got through as much stuff as we could at home in the morning yesterday. We needed to leave the house between 11am and 11:30am to head to Lexington for a meeting.
We stopped in Georgetown at the local Burger King for a little bit of lunch before our appointment. This turned out to be a very, very good idea. Little did we know it would be our meal of the day. I had not eaten breakfast because I knew we were planning lunch and dinner. I had my Whopper Junior meal and we were off to Lexington.
We were meeting with a lawyer to finish up the work on a Joint Living Trust for our 'estate'. Sounds like we have a lot when I put it that way. Really...not so much. We just want to be sure it is easily handled by our kids when the times comes.
Our appointment with the lawyer was at 1pm. We got there at 12:45pm. He had us sit in the conference room while he finished his preparations. His son, a lawyer also, was helping him get the final touches on our paperwork. His son brought us a leather binder that was 3 inches thick. Whoa!!! He said we could look through it and his dad would be in, in about 10 minutes.
Claude and I slowly opened this tome and started to scan it's pages. Right off we noticed that Andie's name was misspelled. Since this is a legal document, that would definitely have to change. She is also the executrix of our estate so it really needed to be right. (I get a kick out of the use of 'trix' through this whole process. It takes so little to amuse a simple mind.)
The lawyer came in and we began the process of going through the book and explaining everything, allowing us to ask questions to clarify as we went. Our lawyer had a copy on white paper and we had 'The Notebook'. We began at 1pm and finished at 6pm. Yep, I said 5 hours of going over legal paperwork. At one point toward the end two good people were called in to sign as witnesses. We had to reprint (our lawyer's son did this part while we reviewed the book) and replace all the pages that were misspelled. The signing of pages alone took about 30 minutes.
The good thing is this document contains all our desires for our property and finances. It also contains the desires for being incapacitated. It is a general power of attorney, etc., etc., etc.
In planning this day, we thought we would have been done by 5pm. We were to pick up Papa by 6pm and head to LaGrange. Andie had some plants for us to pickup. Then we had an 8pm sealing session at the Louisville Temple. That was the plan...now we shifted to Plan B.
As Claude figured our way to a main highway and out of Lexington, I called Papa and told him we were just leaving the lawyers office and were headed to his home (6:15pm). I suggested he be out on his porch and we would slow down as he jumped in the car.
Then I called Andie and rescheduled our pick-up of plants for Sunday afternoon.
We got Papa picked up and headed to Louisville. We gott there just before our session started. This was a great trip to the temple. We had so many people from our ward there to participate we had to have a 2nd session started to accommodate all of us. We finished there at 9:30pm.
When we got Papa back to Georgetown it was now 11pm. There was a note on Papa's front door. We waited to be sure everything was okay. He took his stuff inside and read the note. Then he headed next door to his neighbors apartment. Turns out Tiny was outside and they took her into their apartment to keep her safe. Papa is sure he left Tiny inside. Hmmmm...anyway, Tiny was fine and we left him and his little puppy for a happy reunion.
We got home by 11:30pm. Our only meal being that Whopper Junior meal 12 hours before. We sat for everything we did from the time we left our house to go to the lawyers until the time we got home at 11:30pm. We were both just beat, worn out, kaput, done in. It was a good day. Don't get me wrong. We had a very good day. But I just didn't think one could be soooooo totally worn out from sitting all day long!!!
Claude and I quickly got through as much stuff as we could at home in the morning yesterday. We needed to leave the house between 11am and 11:30am to head to Lexington for a meeting.
We stopped in Georgetown at the local Burger King for a little bit of lunch before our appointment. This turned out to be a very, very good idea. Little did we know it would be our meal of the day. I had not eaten breakfast because I knew we were planning lunch and dinner. I had my Whopper Junior meal and we were off to Lexington.
We were meeting with a lawyer to finish up the work on a Joint Living Trust for our 'estate'. Sounds like we have a lot when I put it that way. Really...not so much. We just want to be sure it is easily handled by our kids when the times comes.
Our appointment with the lawyer was at 1pm. We got there at 12:45pm. He had us sit in the conference room while he finished his preparations. His son, a lawyer also, was helping him get the final touches on our paperwork. His son brought us a leather binder that was 3 inches thick. Whoa!!! He said we could look through it and his dad would be in, in about 10 minutes.
Claude and I slowly opened this tome and started to scan it's pages. Right off we noticed that Andie's name was misspelled. Since this is a legal document, that would definitely have to change. She is also the executrix of our estate so it really needed to be right. (I get a kick out of the use of 'trix' through this whole process. It takes so little to amuse a simple mind.)
The lawyer came in and we began the process of going through the book and explaining everything, allowing us to ask questions to clarify as we went. Our lawyer had a copy on white paper and we had 'The Notebook'. We began at 1pm and finished at 6pm. Yep, I said 5 hours of going over legal paperwork. At one point toward the end two good people were called in to sign as witnesses. We had to reprint (our lawyer's son did this part while we reviewed the book) and replace all the pages that were misspelled. The signing of pages alone took about 30 minutes.
The good thing is this document contains all our desires for our property and finances. It also contains the desires for being incapacitated. It is a general power of attorney, etc., etc., etc.
In planning this day, we thought we would have been done by 5pm. We were to pick up Papa by 6pm and head to LaGrange. Andie had some plants for us to pickup. Then we had an 8pm sealing session at the Louisville Temple. That was the plan...now we shifted to Plan B.
As Claude figured our way to a main highway and out of Lexington, I called Papa and told him we were just leaving the lawyers office and were headed to his home (6:15pm). I suggested he be out on his porch and we would slow down as he jumped in the car.
Then I called Andie and rescheduled our pick-up of plants for Sunday afternoon.
We got Papa picked up and headed to Louisville. We gott there just before our session started. This was a great trip to the temple. We had so many people from our ward there to participate we had to have a 2nd session started to accommodate all of us. We finished there at 9:30pm.
When we got Papa back to Georgetown it was now 11pm. There was a note on Papa's front door. We waited to be sure everything was okay. He took his stuff inside and read the note. Then he headed next door to his neighbors apartment. Turns out Tiny was outside and they took her into their apartment to keep her safe. Papa is sure he left Tiny inside. Hmmmm...anyway, Tiny was fine and we left him and his little puppy for a happy reunion.
We got home by 11:30pm. Our only meal being that Whopper Junior meal 12 hours before. We sat for everything we did from the time we left our house to go to the lawyers until the time we got home at 11:30pm. We were both just beat, worn out, kaput, done in. It was a good day. Don't get me wrong. We had a very good day. But I just didn't think one could be soooooo totally worn out from sitting all day long!!!
Thursday, April 29, 2010
I'm A Happy Chick Maiden...
This morning I had a visit to make and wanted to get my post office stuff done on the way to my friends home. I had to write a couple letters to mail. Now I'm learning to use my new computer and every now and then I notice a feature I haven't clicked on. There are sooooooo many and sooooooo little time!!
The feature I noticed this morning was called 'sticky notes'. Oh my did that look tempting. I clicked on the sticky note on my program list. Onto my screen popped the cutest little yellow square just like a postette. I typed one of my 'to do' list items right on that note. I was thrilled to say the least.
This little note had only two command features on it. One is an X in the upper right corner to delete the note you created. The other is a + in the upper left corner to add another 'sticky note' to your computer screen. I was in HEAVEN!!!
I quickly transferred all my 'to do' list to 'sticky notes'. I made a note for letter & notes I need to write, a note for Relief Society things I need to do, a note for things I'm working on for Papa, a note to remind me to things to do for Katelyn's Graduation Open House. Then I tossed my 'to do' list away.
Next I learned that when I create a 'sticky note' my computer puts an icon on my start bar thing across the bottom of my monitor. If I click on that 'sticky note' icon, the computer hides all the 'sticky notes'. If I click it again, it places them on top of whatever I'm working on.
Oh my, am I a happy Chick Maiden or what!!! I love lists. Now I can keep them at my finger tips on my computer and not on paper lists on my desk. This is one new feature I'm very, very, very excited about.
The other thing that I'm trying to get to work right is Skype. I was fascinated with this idea when I first heard it advertized on TV long ago. My computer comes with a webcam and speakers, etc. The other night I downloaded Skype to me computer. My dear friends, Laura and her hubby Howard, have patiently let me Skype them to see how it is working. I've got everything just right. However, it appears I need to increase my DSL speed to make the sound right. I'll get that done sooner rather than later, I hope. The funny part is that I have a ceiling fan in my craft room. When I'm sitting at my computer it looks to Laura like I have a beany propeller cap on my head or the glow from the 3 light bulbs in the fan make me look like I have a halo around my head. But I do believe Skype will be fun to play with once I get the sound right.
Claude and I attended the Bluegrass ADD dinner last night. It was at the Embassy Suites in Lexington where we went last week for the Chamber of Commerce dinner. I was concerned about dry chicken again. This time we had tough beef. They put a sauce on it that is really good though. They also had a carrot cake that was super good. It seemed to be lighter in color and weight than the usual carrot cake.
They had a guest speaker who talked about a different approach to long-term care. They are approaching it from giving the patient back their voice and power. Overall it seemed like a good thing. She mentioned putting an open kitchen in one facility so the residents could cook for themselves if they chose. While this would be great for some, clearly an Alzheimer's patient doesn't need that access after they reach a certain point. But there were some good trends they are trying to create that would be great for some long-term care facilities.
I have no complaints as to the nursing home my mom is in. They just love her to pieces and care very tenderly for her.
Tonight I have two meetings in Lexington. So I'm off to be sure I'm prepared for them and get a few other things done in the process.
The feature I noticed this morning was called 'sticky notes'. Oh my did that look tempting. I clicked on the sticky note on my program list. Onto my screen popped the cutest little yellow square just like a postette. I typed one of my 'to do' list items right on that note. I was thrilled to say the least.
This little note had only two command features on it. One is an X in the upper right corner to delete the note you created. The other is a + in the upper left corner to add another 'sticky note' to your computer screen. I was in HEAVEN!!!
I quickly transferred all my 'to do' list to 'sticky notes'. I made a note for letter & notes I need to write, a note for Relief Society things I need to do, a note for things I'm working on for Papa, a note to remind me to things to do for Katelyn's Graduation Open House. Then I tossed my 'to do' list away.
Next I learned that when I create a 'sticky note' my computer puts an icon on my start bar thing across the bottom of my monitor. If I click on that 'sticky note' icon, the computer hides all the 'sticky notes'. If I click it again, it places them on top of whatever I'm working on.
Oh my, am I a happy Chick Maiden or what!!! I love lists. Now I can keep them at my finger tips on my computer and not on paper lists on my desk. This is one new feature I'm very, very, very excited about.
The other thing that I'm trying to get to work right is Skype. I was fascinated with this idea when I first heard it advertized on TV long ago. My computer comes with a webcam and speakers, etc. The other night I downloaded Skype to me computer. My dear friends, Laura and her hubby Howard, have patiently let me Skype them to see how it is working. I've got everything just right. However, it appears I need to increase my DSL speed to make the sound right. I'll get that done sooner rather than later, I hope. The funny part is that I have a ceiling fan in my craft room. When I'm sitting at my computer it looks to Laura like I have a beany propeller cap on my head or the glow from the 3 light bulbs in the fan make me look like I have a halo around my head. But I do believe Skype will be fun to play with once I get the sound right.
Claude and I attended the Bluegrass ADD dinner last night. It was at the Embassy Suites in Lexington where we went last week for the Chamber of Commerce dinner. I was concerned about dry chicken again. This time we had tough beef. They put a sauce on it that is really good though. They also had a carrot cake that was super good. It seemed to be lighter in color and weight than the usual carrot cake.
They had a guest speaker who talked about a different approach to long-term care. They are approaching it from giving the patient back their voice and power. Overall it seemed like a good thing. She mentioned putting an open kitchen in one facility so the residents could cook for themselves if they chose. While this would be great for some, clearly an Alzheimer's patient doesn't need that access after they reach a certain point. But there were some good trends they are trying to create that would be great for some long-term care facilities.
I have no complaints as to the nursing home my mom is in. They just love her to pieces and care very tenderly for her.
Tonight I have two meetings in Lexington. So I'm off to be sure I'm prepared for them and get a few other things done in the process.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Meanderings...
This morning it is rainy. A great day to sleep in...which is what I wanted my body to do. However, the brain gets to working and the body just can't get back to sleep.
I've had a few thoughts running through my brain I wanted to get down so I could remember them for the future. Let's see...what were they...
Sunday afternoon I went to visit mom after all the Church meetings. It was after lunch and she had been taken to her room to rest. She was in bed asleep when I got to her room. I moved the wheels chairs around and got to the side of her bed so I could just look at her.
She stirred after a bit. I saw this as my opportunity to check on her a bit. I usually kiss her forehead, squeeze her hands, and touch the back of her neck. I checking to be sure she has no fever or is not chilled. She can't tell me how she is feeling so you have to use the best 'mother methods' you have. That would be your hands and eyes and ears.
Mimi had no fever but she wouldn't look right at me this time at all. She was mumbling something with no coherent words. However, she was talking in her own way to someone out in front of us. Occasionally she would reach out her hand toward them. Then she would made sounds like she didn't feel good. She also would tremble almost like a spasm with her hands. I would hold her hand more firmly so she knew someone was there. There she would calm a bit. She would drift off to sleep for a minute or two. I just sat on the side of her bed and watched as she went through these various moments. Eventually she settled back into a good sleep.
It occurred to me as I watched my mom go through these feelings and emotions that she might pass away and no one be there. It brought a lot of sorrow to me. I really, really, really, don't want her to be alone when that happens. I don't know if it is selfish of me or not but I'm praying that circumstances will be such that I can be by her side when she passes. I really don't want her to be alone.
After visiting mom and went to check on Papa and give him a haircut. We visited and put together our program for Wednesday. I told him I did not think Mimi was good at all when I visited her that day.
Papa went to feed Mimi dinner later on Sunday. He usually feeds her lunch but on Sunday's we are in Church so he feed her dinner at 5pm instead. He called me to say he got two bites in her and she hurled all over him and everthing else. He was at home to clean up but he wanted me to know she was not doing well.
Papa called the nursing home after he cleaned up and they told him to stay home. They had her settled down and were watching her closely. There was really nothing to be alarmed about and she was okay for now. Then later in the evening the called Papa back again and said she was talking again a bit more normally and they felt she was okay at that point.
What a journey. We both were assured she didn't need us to be there during the night.
Yesterday Claude and a skin cancer frozen off his ear. Maybe the term should be burned but they put something on it that freezes it so the cancer cells die. As he left I was reminded that a year or so ago I was taking Papa to the hospital for surgery to take part of his ear out that was full of cancer. Interesting how life repeats itself in many ways.
I was able to visit to friends yesterday in their homes. It was pleasant to sit in their homes and just talk. I told the Brunty's when I was leaving their home that I feel like I'm in the 'Old South' of my childhood when I leave there. My memory is of family or friends or a combination of both sit on the porch or in the yard or in the house if the weather required that and just visiting. It wasn't about anything specific. You had some lemonade to drink or a soda pop and you always had homemade candy or cookies or cake that Mimi kept just in case someone popped in for a visit. I loved that feeling. Children were to be seen and not heard in those days. We could sit quietly and listen but we didn't speak a lot. But I loved the feeling and truly enjoyed listening to those adults share their love and friendship in words. It is a pleasant and dear memory and I felt it yesterday and I did my visiting teaching and sat in these two homes.
The smoker needs to have it's story continued. A month or so back I shared that the smoker was in the middle of the upper deck of our home when we woke up one Sunday morning. I also shared that neither of us put it there and it must have been that other family that lives in our home that we never see that moves things so we can't find them.
Sunday night we had a really good rain storm. Lots of lightening and lots of strong winds. Claude and I were watching TV and heard a loud crash. It was almost like a bolt of lightening hit the house but there was not a bolt of lightening at that point. I looked at Claude and said, "What was that? Should we check?" We both got up and headed to the door from the living room to the upper deck. There was the smoker spread eagle on the deck. The cover was off and the wind was whipping it around. The lid was off and ashes were on the deck. The rain was coming down in torrents. Claude hurried out and grabbed the cover before it blew away and headed down the hill. He stored them in the garage. Then he hurried back out to get the smoker and tuck it in the garage.
It amazes me that this smoker can't stay tucked up against a corner by the house on the deck. We have a bay-like windown in the breakfast room along this upper deck. There is a sort-of corner right there and the smokers sits in that corner. It is always covered with its plastic cover to protect it. Right beside it sits this cheap little green plastic table. It can't be but a foot square on the top with 4 little thing legs. Now, if the wind were going to blow something away, I would think it would be this little stool. But nooooooo, it is the heavy smoker.
I can't wait to see where the smoker decides to go next. Right now it is still in the garage. We are having a few more rain showers, for which we are grateful! When the weather clears we'll put it back out on the deck and see where it choses to travel...on it's own...from there.
Claude is awake so I'm headed upstairs for breakfast and a real start to a day at home. We have some kind of dinner tonight we are going to. I think this one is the Bluegrass Area District Development (ADD) dinner. I hope their chicken is better that the dinner we went to last week. Just sayin'...if your going to choose chicken, please have it be not so dry!!!
I've had a few thoughts running through my brain I wanted to get down so I could remember them for the future. Let's see...what were they...
Sunday afternoon I went to visit mom after all the Church meetings. It was after lunch and she had been taken to her room to rest. She was in bed asleep when I got to her room. I moved the wheels chairs around and got to the side of her bed so I could just look at her.
She stirred after a bit. I saw this as my opportunity to check on her a bit. I usually kiss her forehead, squeeze her hands, and touch the back of her neck. I checking to be sure she has no fever or is not chilled. She can't tell me how she is feeling so you have to use the best 'mother methods' you have. That would be your hands and eyes and ears.
Mimi had no fever but she wouldn't look right at me this time at all. She was mumbling something with no coherent words. However, she was talking in her own way to someone out in front of us. Occasionally she would reach out her hand toward them. Then she would made sounds like she didn't feel good. She also would tremble almost like a spasm with her hands. I would hold her hand more firmly so she knew someone was there. There she would calm a bit. She would drift off to sleep for a minute or two. I just sat on the side of her bed and watched as she went through these various moments. Eventually she settled back into a good sleep.
It occurred to me as I watched my mom go through these feelings and emotions that she might pass away and no one be there. It brought a lot of sorrow to me. I really, really, really, don't want her to be alone when that happens. I don't know if it is selfish of me or not but I'm praying that circumstances will be such that I can be by her side when she passes. I really don't want her to be alone.
After visiting mom and went to check on Papa and give him a haircut. We visited and put together our program for Wednesday. I told him I did not think Mimi was good at all when I visited her that day.
Papa went to feed Mimi dinner later on Sunday. He usually feeds her lunch but on Sunday's we are in Church so he feed her dinner at 5pm instead. He called me to say he got two bites in her and she hurled all over him and everthing else. He was at home to clean up but he wanted me to know she was not doing well.
Papa called the nursing home after he cleaned up and they told him to stay home. They had her settled down and were watching her closely. There was really nothing to be alarmed about and she was okay for now. Then later in the evening the called Papa back again and said she was talking again a bit more normally and they felt she was okay at that point.
What a journey. We both were assured she didn't need us to be there during the night.
Yesterday Claude and a skin cancer frozen off his ear. Maybe the term should be burned but they put something on it that freezes it so the cancer cells die. As he left I was reminded that a year or so ago I was taking Papa to the hospital for surgery to take part of his ear out that was full of cancer. Interesting how life repeats itself in many ways.
I was able to visit to friends yesterday in their homes. It was pleasant to sit in their homes and just talk. I told the Brunty's when I was leaving their home that I feel like I'm in the 'Old South' of my childhood when I leave there. My memory is of family or friends or a combination of both sit on the porch or in the yard or in the house if the weather required that and just visiting. It wasn't about anything specific. You had some lemonade to drink or a soda pop and you always had homemade candy or cookies or cake that Mimi kept just in case someone popped in for a visit. I loved that feeling. Children were to be seen and not heard in those days. We could sit quietly and listen but we didn't speak a lot. But I loved the feeling and truly enjoyed listening to those adults share their love and friendship in words. It is a pleasant and dear memory and I felt it yesterday and I did my visiting teaching and sat in these two homes.
The smoker needs to have it's story continued. A month or so back I shared that the smoker was in the middle of the upper deck of our home when we woke up one Sunday morning. I also shared that neither of us put it there and it must have been that other family that lives in our home that we never see that moves things so we can't find them.
Sunday night we had a really good rain storm. Lots of lightening and lots of strong winds. Claude and I were watching TV and heard a loud crash. It was almost like a bolt of lightening hit the house but there was not a bolt of lightening at that point. I looked at Claude and said, "What was that? Should we check?" We both got up and headed to the door from the living room to the upper deck. There was the smoker spread eagle on the deck. The cover was off and the wind was whipping it around. The lid was off and ashes were on the deck. The rain was coming down in torrents. Claude hurried out and grabbed the cover before it blew away and headed down the hill. He stored them in the garage. Then he hurried back out to get the smoker and tuck it in the garage.
It amazes me that this smoker can't stay tucked up against a corner by the house on the deck. We have a bay-like windown in the breakfast room along this upper deck. There is a sort-of corner right there and the smokers sits in that corner. It is always covered with its plastic cover to protect it. Right beside it sits this cheap little green plastic table. It can't be but a foot square on the top with 4 little thing legs. Now, if the wind were going to blow something away, I would think it would be this little stool. But nooooooo, it is the heavy smoker.
I can't wait to see where the smoker decides to go next. Right now it is still in the garage. We are having a few more rain showers, for which we are grateful! When the weather clears we'll put it back out on the deck and see where it choses to travel...on it's own...from there.
Claude is awake so I'm headed upstairs for breakfast and a real start to a day at home. We have some kind of dinner tonight we are going to. I think this one is the Bluegrass Area District Development (ADD) dinner. I hope their chicken is better that the dinner we went to last week. Just sayin'...if your going to choose chicken, please have it be not so dry!!!
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