Another day closer to Christmas. They keep talking about ice storm. So far so good though.
I went out this noon for lunch at the Dairy Queen, stopped at Walgreens. The rest of the day was quiet. I have been rather lazy the past few days and am glad of it.
Tomorrow I am going to a Celtic Christmas at the Plymouth Art Center. That will perk me up. I have heard good things about it.
Dia Dhuit
Mary
Friday, December 20, 2013
Thursday, December 19, 2013
Here I am again
Yesterday was a year since my love went up to heaven and I was just glad to be home and be. I received a couple of phone calls that were helpful. My sister, Nora, called and my dear friend, Ione, whose husband joined Dick on Christmas, knew and called me too. I received a call from my lovely granddaughter too, but was unable to get to the phone in time. I called her today and we also had a really lovely talk. Marcus got home from day care just about when we were done talking so I got to say hi to that little man too.
I heard a man say that "When I am grieving, I am remembering." It is so true. I don't like to cry but sometimes one has to and with Dick, I usually remember something he did and then I end up smiling with the joy.
Today was nice. I went exercising at Generations this morning. Then I cleaned up the kitchen and left at about 10:30AM to buy some better walking shoes on my way to Bobbie and Bill's. Bobbie had invited me over to help her bottle the batch of Gewurtztraminer Wine. It is just gorgeous.
She filtered it despite the fact that it looked pretty clear already but with the filtering it is absolutely sparkling. Our "testing taste" was actually quite pleasant. It should mature into something just fantastic.
Bobbie fixed lunch too. Split pea soup and pretzel sandwiched.
Really good, she made the pretzels herself.
We had balls of death for dessert. A nice way to spend the day.
We were going to do dinner, but with the projected bad weather tonight figured that it was better to get me home before the evening when it is supposed to come in. I mixed up the dough for the Christmas Stolon tonight. It has to sit overnight. I plan on baking it tomorrow afternoon. Then I am all done with the baking. Probably too much as usual but I do like baking.
So that is what is going on around here. I am sipping a bit of Irish Cream and trying to keep Roxie away from it.
Bless you
Dia Dhuit
Mary
I heard a man say that "When I am grieving, I am remembering." It is so true. I don't like to cry but sometimes one has to and with Dick, I usually remember something he did and then I end up smiling with the joy.
Today was nice. I went exercising at Generations this morning. Then I cleaned up the kitchen and left at about 10:30AM to buy some better walking shoes on my way to Bobbie and Bill's. Bobbie had invited me over to help her bottle the batch of Gewurtztraminer Wine. It is just gorgeous.
She filtered it despite the fact that it looked pretty clear already but with the filtering it is absolutely sparkling. Our "testing taste" was actually quite pleasant. It should mature into something just fantastic.
Bobbie fixed lunch too. Split pea soup and pretzel sandwiched.
Really good, she made the pretzels herself.
We had balls of death for dessert. A nice way to spend the day.
We were going to do dinner, but with the projected bad weather tonight figured that it was better to get me home before the evening when it is supposed to come in. I mixed up the dough for the Christmas Stolon tonight. It has to sit overnight. I plan on baking it tomorrow afternoon. Then I am all done with the baking. Probably too much as usual but I do like baking.
So that is what is going on around here. I am sipping a bit of Irish Cream and trying to keep Roxie away from it.
Bless you
Dia Dhuit
Mary
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Hello
Roxie is upset. Probably because this is not the best evening for me. Tomorrow it will be a year since my sweet heart went to heaven.
I am so glad that he is there and no longer in pain or feeling bad, but I miss him so much. Why do anniversaries bring up these feelings? It is just another day. I am not handling it well, I fear. But I keep remembering my Bret and our mantra "Don't worry, Mom. Everything will be OK. It will be all right, Don't worry. "
It isn't working right this minute but I know it will be OK eventually.
Jeff and Kathy stopped by on their way to Mom's house. Jeff tried to fix my storm window but he did not have the proper tool either. I went to the new Ace Hardware in Sheboygan Falls and they got it repaired and they didn't even charge me. When I got home I called my neighbor's, the Hurries. and Peggy sent Bob over to put it in for me. So I am insulated from the cold.
People are really good to me. It is really hard for me to ask for help. But I am learning. Several years ago, my doctor, Dr. Murthy, told me to ask for help if I needed it. I am trying very hard but I am a stubborn person and like my Mother keep thinking "Mind over Matter." Most of the time it works.
Tomorrow I am home all day and will try to get my head together.
I think I sent all of you my new Christmas Poem called Nollaig Shona. If I didn't let me know and I will send it to you special.
Here is an old poem that is not exactly Christmas but kind of fit.
I am so glad that he is there and no longer in pain or feeling bad, but I miss him so much. Why do anniversaries bring up these feelings? It is just another day. I am not handling it well, I fear. But I keep remembering my Bret and our mantra "Don't worry, Mom. Everything will be OK. It will be all right, Don't worry. "
It isn't working right this minute but I know it will be OK eventually.
Jeff and Kathy stopped by on their way to Mom's house. Jeff tried to fix my storm window but he did not have the proper tool either. I went to the new Ace Hardware in Sheboygan Falls and they got it repaired and they didn't even charge me. When I got home I called my neighbor's, the Hurries. and Peggy sent Bob over to put it in for me. So I am insulated from the cold.
People are really good to me. It is really hard for me to ask for help. But I am learning. Several years ago, my doctor, Dr. Murthy, told me to ask for help if I needed it. I am trying very hard but I am a stubborn person and like my Mother keep thinking "Mind over Matter." Most of the time it works.
Tomorrow I am home all day and will try to get my head together.
I think I sent all of you my new Christmas Poem called Nollaig Shona. If I didn't let me know and I will send it to you special.
Here is an old poem that is not exactly Christmas but kind of fit.
BOY
CHILD
by
Mary Kunert
Did
He spin in circles
His
arms outstretched
His
face towards the sky
A
smile on his lips
Calling
Mama,
Mama
Look
at Me?
Did
He bring home a puppy
A
kitten or a toad
And
say in a breathless voice
A
smile on His lips
Begging
Mama,
Mama
Can
I keep him?
Did
she tuck Him in
Kiss
His cheek
Inhale
the sweet moist smell
Of
the Boy Child's hair
Whispering
Jesus,
Jesus
I
love you?
Pray for me please and remember Jacquie, my sister in law too.
Dia Dhuit
Mary
Monday, December 16, 2013
Monday
The morning was pretty typical. 9:30AM, Bible Study and then a nice time with Mother. The VNA Nurse was there when I arrived, so I took care of the bills which were really none, just some filing and a check for me for the cheese that she bought for Christmas presents.
Next I came back to Plymouth and went to my fellow poet and member of the Cream City Writer's Club for a pot luck and Christmas party. We had a great time. A daughter of one of our poets, named Hope, who often comes to the meeting, but has never written anything before had a poem about a cotton candy heaven that was charming. We even sang carols. AND had a fabulous meal.
I did my first transcribing of the minutes of condo meeting today. I will review tomorrow, make a couple of calls to find out a couple of things that I didn't get down and then send them to the board for review. I would like to get them to the members before I go to Oklahoma.
Roxie has been doing a quick race around the house once or twice a day. She sounds like a herd of elephants and I am so glad. The exercise, little as it is, is good for her.
Dia Dhuit
Mary
Next I came back to Plymouth and went to my fellow poet and member of the Cream City Writer's Club for a pot luck and Christmas party. We had a great time. A daughter of one of our poets, named Hope, who often comes to the meeting, but has never written anything before had a poem about a cotton candy heaven that was charming. We even sang carols. AND had a fabulous meal.
I did my first transcribing of the minutes of condo meeting today. I will review tomorrow, make a couple of calls to find out a couple of things that I didn't get down and then send them to the board for review. I would like to get them to the members before I go to Oklahoma.
Roxie has been doing a quick race around the house once or twice a day. She sounds like a herd of elephants and I am so glad. The exercise, little as it is, is good for her.
Dia Dhuit
Mary
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Weekend
It was a pretty good weekend.
The Tallgrass Condo board meeting was yesterday morning, which probably is what wore me out and made me forget to post last night. The meeting went well. I am planning on having the minutes done and approved by the board members to review so I can get them to the residents before I leave for Oklahoma.
I went to Mass in the evening and then Roxie and I just relaxed and enjoyed ourselves. I think I got my Christmas Cards done. I have been so muddled and did not write everything down, so if you didn't get one, let me know and I will forward immediately :)
Today has been a super Sunday, I slept in some, then I baked an apple pie (I had a crust in the fridge and know that Mom loves apple pie) and mixed up a small meatloaf for my supper. I figure that is that last whole meal that I will have to cook before I leave.
At noon, I went to the Glas House in Sheboygan. I dont know how long they have been there but my friend Mary Wagner was speaking there about her photo art. She is the one who wrote Running with Stilettos, Heck on Heels and Fabulous in Flats. I really enjoyed her talk and after she finished, Keary Kautzer, a water color artist that I also know, spoke about his art. A super way to spend a cold Sunday. Incidentally, The Poets at Mead are doing another event at Ebco. 18 of us are submitting three poems that we seal in an envelope. The artists involved put pictures of three of their works in a sealed envelope. The artists randomly pick and envelope and have to do a piece of art about one of the three. The poets randomly pick an envelope and have to do a poem about one of the art pieces. We will each have two items in the end exhibit which will be in March. I go into that because I picked Keary's art envelope. I have the copies on my file cabinet so that I can absorb them before I write. I am torn between two.
So the day is winding down and so am I. I called the Sunrise Hospital in Vegas and found out that my sister in law, Jacquie has to be retested tomorrow. They were unabl to complete the test today. She may have colon cancer, so pray for her. I have placed her on all my prayer chains. My list is getting long again.
Until tomorrow.
Dia Dhuit
Mary
One of the parents of one of the children who died at Sandy Hook said something very wise.
"When I am grieving, I am remembering." I feel this way too. It is only tree days from the anniversary of my sweet guy making his way to heaven. I grieve, but I remember with joy and laughter. I used to tell him that as long as he could make me laugh I would keep him around and he never stopped making me laugh. Even now. What a blessing I have.
The Tallgrass Condo board meeting was yesterday morning, which probably is what wore me out and made me forget to post last night. The meeting went well. I am planning on having the minutes done and approved by the board members to review so I can get them to the residents before I leave for Oklahoma.
I went to Mass in the evening and then Roxie and I just relaxed and enjoyed ourselves. I think I got my Christmas Cards done. I have been so muddled and did not write everything down, so if you didn't get one, let me know and I will forward immediately :)
Today has been a super Sunday, I slept in some, then I baked an apple pie (I had a crust in the fridge and know that Mom loves apple pie) and mixed up a small meatloaf for my supper. I figure that is that last whole meal that I will have to cook before I leave.
At noon, I went to the Glas House in Sheboygan. I dont know how long they have been there but my friend Mary Wagner was speaking there about her photo art. She is the one who wrote Running with Stilettos, Heck on Heels and Fabulous in Flats. I really enjoyed her talk and after she finished, Keary Kautzer, a water color artist that I also know, spoke about his art. A super way to spend a cold Sunday. Incidentally, The Poets at Mead are doing another event at Ebco. 18 of us are submitting three poems that we seal in an envelope. The artists involved put pictures of three of their works in a sealed envelope. The artists randomly pick and envelope and have to do a piece of art about one of the three. The poets randomly pick an envelope and have to do a poem about one of the art pieces. We will each have two items in the end exhibit which will be in March. I go into that because I picked Keary's art envelope. I have the copies on my file cabinet so that I can absorb them before I write. I am torn between two.
So the day is winding down and so am I. I called the Sunrise Hospital in Vegas and found out that my sister in law, Jacquie has to be retested tomorrow. They were unabl to complete the test today. She may have colon cancer, so pray for her. I have placed her on all my prayer chains. My list is getting long again.
Until tomorrow.
Dia Dhuit
Mary
One of the parents of one of the children who died at Sandy Hook said something very wise.
"When I am grieving, I am remembering." I feel this way too. It is only tree days from the anniversary of my sweet guy making his way to heaven. I grieve, but I remember with joy and laughter. I used to tell him that as long as he could make me laugh I would keep him around and he never stopped making me laugh. Even now. What a blessing I have.
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