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Monday 27. November 2017

Really hoping this week doesn’t go anything like today…seriously one of those Mondays.  Frustration, anxiety, irritation and a little bit of joy thrown in.  

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The good news, my sister-in-law received the call to head to Omaha last night…after over a year wait she should as of now have her new kidney!  So many prayers going out to the family and loved ones of the person who lost their life…one of those happy occasions but then again, our happiness means another family is in mourning.  Shell has been in such rough shape for so long, really hoping and praying this kidney takes. 

The not good news is this morning Old Boy’s dad went to have his first radiation treatment, shortly after it ended he became nonresponsive.  CAT and MRI, again, he had this happen a few weeks ago while at home…don’t know the result to the MRI but the CAT came out showing nothing.  Grampa was admitted to the hospital for the night for observation.  Really wish and pray something will be found out soon.

This aging thing has really hit home, we are no longer the little kids…we are our parents and our parents are now the grandparents and the adjustment at times has not been so easy.  Thankfully our mothers are both healthy and going strong.  Old Boy’s dad has this cancer crap going on and he just seems to keep getting weaker and weaker and paler and paler.  The doctors seem to be befuddled as to these spells he’s been having. 

My dad has dealt with crap since coming home from VietNam, he’s one of those lucky ones having been dealt the Agent Orange card.  He came home in 1968 or 69, I was born in 73, so have never known him to not have raw patches on his body, wasn’t until the mid-1980’s when someone finally refered him to the VA and some answers started to be answered.  He was told he wouldn’t make it to see me graduate from high school…my oldest has graduated college.  Oh, dad is in better physical shape than the rest of us around her at age 73, still farming, but he’s started having issues with cancers popping up on his face.  The doctor just keeps hacking away, thankfully each time the spots heal real well.

Wouldn’t it be great if time could just stand still?

Peace! 

Sunday 19. November 2017

Time to sit down for a bit and try to focus.  We’ve definitely hit the busy time of the year and am starting to feel overwhelmed.  Was just this afternoon that it hit we are only days away from Thanksgiving.

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Looking forward to Bubba having only a three day school week.  A four day break from the morning fight will be so nice.  Old Boy has never been one to be involved with the getting going for school morning thing and neither Bubba nor I are pleasant morning people.  Doesn’t help that Ma is old fashioned about dressing for school and Bubba is the exact opposite.  Gets really old saying, “You are not wearing farm clothes to school, Go Change!” and then the stomping that sets me off, we didn’t dare stomp in our house growing up!

Excited for Old Boy’s family gathering this year being his folks are home and Grampa had some great news from the cancer doctor last week and he has already begun to perk up just knowing there is more hope than there was a week ago.  So much to celebrate! 

Really tickled that this year I’ve been included in the planning for the get together.  Actually the one aunt said she’d take charge of everything since everyone else is so busy at the moment and she asked me to help.  Really touched to be able to be included in such a big way being this family is a tough nut to crack as an outsider. 

Not doing anything official on my side this year.  My sister’s family are doing their own thing and my brother’s crew are headed to a cattle show for the extended weekend.  Mom told me last week that she doesn’t really like to celebrate Thanksgiving anymore being the white man took the Native’s land.  I get it after seeing so many history programs over the past several years. 

However, I want to do a little something Friday or Saturday being Our Girl will be home and she won’t be home for Christmas.  I bought a half smoked turkey from our local butcher, so we’ll just have to make mom cooperate!  I can pull it off, doesn’t the baby of the family and the first born grandchild usually get their way?  In this family, more often than not the answer would be Yes! 

Having an on and off excitement about Our Girl being home for a few days.  We’ve been having an on and off frustration with one another lately.  She’s going through a phase where it feels like she’s forgotten the importance of family and I am such a family first person, it caused some friction.  Kids! 

Well, with that all being said, the time has ticked by and it’s past my bedtime. 

Peace!

Tuesday 14. November 2017

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We’ve added to the family, this is Tess, a seven month old Australian Shepherd.  Long story short, she was given to us a few weeks ago by friends who just didn’t have the time to give her, after one of Old Boy’s visits and her absolutely loving on him each time she saw him.  She is an absolute handful and the Chihuahuas don’t love her, but they are making progress and she is so sweet…just one more piece to our craziness!  

Wednesday 1. November 2017

For years I’ve seen people do the Thankful thing for each day of November.  Decided to give it a go this year~what with the world falling apart as it is~I’m needing to remember the good.  Then again~don’t we all? 

Today I am choosing family~both blood and chosen family.  Each and every day I am so clessed for the amazing family I was born into~was married into and the chosen family in our lives. 

Nothing seems to stress a person’s love of family as much as when someone is severly ill.  Two weeks ago my in-laws moved home from Florida for the time being~Grampa’s cancer is unfortunately progressing.  We are so thankful they decided to come home to spend time with the family and work with a new doctor who will maybe be able to see something the other doctor didn’t. 

Have to say that I really lucked out in the family department, my childhood was pretty darn good and only a few family members annoy me.  My best friend is my cousin whom we grew up more like sisters than cousins.  My in-laws and their families are all great and treat me like one of their own~when Old Boy’s grandmother passed away it felt just like losing my own grandmother and watching Grampa Phil fight this cancer~feels like watching my own.

Of course, we have many family members who we do not share the blood connection with whome we love as our own family.  The place to land for The Girl and her friends when in junior and senior high school was our house and I so treasure all our extra kiddos!

I started writing this earlier today while sitting in the doctor’s office (ear infection) and a little while ago I was blessed with a note from a fellow on Ancestry.com.  This fellow was going through his father’s things from WWII and found my Great Uncle Booty’s name in a letter from a fellow soldier who had been standing behind Uncle Booty when he was shot and killed.  He gave me the name of the fellow who had written the letter and said he would not go into details but “you can tell his parents as much as you see fit”.  This fellow is researching, looking for the connection between the three men.  Thankful!

Uncle Boody's grave

Blessings and Peace!

Friday 20. October

Have a pretty pissed off boy in the house tonight.  Oh, the joy of the teen years!  Going through that phase of thinking everything he wants he should have.  Working towards the privilege of earning the things he wants just doesn’t seem to be getting through his hard head.  So frustrating, K wasn’t that way, so this is a new challenge.  Actually, not new…it’s been a struggle for years, thinking he can just get what he wants without doing basic work around the place…hard headed just like his Great Old Ma.  

It’s been a long week…still dealing with this funky hip issue, three visits to the chiropractor and one to the massage therapist, we are making progress!  

The in-laws made it home this week from Florida!  So good to have them home again!  At the time being there is no set time for them to head back south, so we are really happy! Hopefully they’ll decide to stay for the long haul…haven’t had them home for any holidays for two or three years.  Grampa is fighting cancer, so it would be great to see him stay, especially knowing he’d actually rather move home.  When they were home this summer they went to the cancer center in the city and set themselves up with a doctor so he can coordinate his treatments and whatnot with his doctors in Florida.  

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Hojfeldt Family in Varde, Denmark around 1915

Continuing my work on our family history.  Have been finding some amazing information. Most of my relatives came to the US from Germany and Denmark in the late 1800’s to early 1900’s, Old Boy’s maternal side on all branches go way back and have found two distant grandfathers of his buried in Arlington National Cemetery and distant grandfathers who fought in The Revolutionary War, The War of 1812 and The Civil War as well as uncles who fought in the Great War and WWII.  So proud!  

My 2X Great Uncle Tage, the young man sitting in the suit and tie moved to America not long after this photo was taken, he came over to America and signed up to fight for us in The Great War.  Never married and very patriotic, he was buried in his army uniform.  

My Great Uncle Booty and Old Boy’s Great Uncle Ross were both killed during WWII, both by snipers, two days apart, Uncle Booty in Germany and Uncle Ross in Iwo Jima…both grew up in the same small town of a few hundred people.  Both under the age of 25.  So proud of them…have a fallen soldier tattoo on my back for my Uncle Booty.  

Seriously think I’m driving my family crazy, telling them of new facts that I’ve found interesting…they really don’t seem to be as fascinated as I would like them to pretend to be. Just one family member who shared some of my interests would really be great.  

I do find myself cussing at some of my ancestors when I run into road blocks to prevent me from going any further on a branch.  

Peace!

 

Wednesday 18. October 2017

That time of night again, sitting in my chair, working on crochet projects for Christmas, watching/listening to CMT Artists of The Year. 

My Sweet Herman

Would like to say I’ve been busy lately, but knocked my hip out a little over a week ago, still working with the chiropractor to make the pain go away…this getting older thing really sucks sometimes.  The weather is absolutely gorgeous after weeks of off and on again (more on than off) rain, would love to be able to get out and get some work done before winter comes, but…not happening.  Frustrating! 

Had a good talk with some of the family last night, talked about something that’s been on my mind quite a bit lately.  Actually, this is something I’ve seen talked about on a couple of the shows I watch, just recently. 

The first part is how so many of us are so busy taking pictures instead of putting the damned phone down and just having fun and making memories.  I’ve never been really big at making stopping to take pictures in the middle of whatever we are doing.  Sure, I do it, but not regularly.  Often I’ll think I should grab the phone to take a picture and then decide to not stop the fun just to get a picture.  I’m making a more conscience effort to not pick up that phone.  I can look back to the 70’s, 80’s and 90’s and we didn’t have the phone to stop and take pictures…we may not have pictures but the memories are grand! 

The other part we talked about were those memories that we most remember.  Those memories have so little to do with expensive trips or expensive toys or gadgets we feel we HAVE TO GET for our kids…the best memories are the time we got in trouble for whatever it was we knew better than to do and getting swatted on the ass with the wire end of the fly swatter or the time dad decided to take the little kid cart at the grocery store and run up and down the aisle making vroom vroom noises. 

We all agreed that these are things we really need to get back to.  Civilization has seemed to have moved so fast in such a short period of time, technology has grown so fast in such a short period of time…our kids have missed and are missing out on so much of the simplicity of life. 

It’s time, at least of me, to slow things down and make more of an effort to back track a bit and focus on the more simple things in life.  Put the phones, tablets, ect. down and just spend time together doing whatever sounds good at the moment. 

Peace to all!