I just wanted to let you know that today is Friday. I’m taking this responsibility pretty seriously. I’ll do everything in my power not to let you down. I’m like a superhero for Friday. I checked. I do not have a big red “F” on my chest. Stand down.
No knitting. I have not even been spinning since Tuesday. I’m not discouraged. This has been a busy and stressful week. Funerals, visitations (or wakes depending on your geographical location), and yesterday evening I went to visit my boss. He’s still in ICU and it was very difficult. I’m a hospital-phobe. I have almost fainted a few times. Don’t ask me why. I can’t tell you. So, I Xanaxed up and moseyed over to the fine facility where he is healing. It’s one of the finest in the area and I’m grateful he was taken there and not the Hooterville hospital. So, I wander in and they wave me through and I saw him. He didn’t look that bad, but he also wasn’t really aware that I was there with him. I told him who I was and told him we missed him and promised him a new car. When I made the new car promise his eyes flickered up a bit. Made me smile. I will go back in a few days and check in with him. I’m just not sure how far back he will be able to come. He’s had numerous small strokes. We’ll just have to see. I’m not devastated. He’s 73. Still, he’s my friend and I would like his quality of life to be good.
So, what are you doing this weekend? With gas prices where they are, not many people are traveling. I drive west on Highway 70 every workday and I have to tell you that this is not like any other summer in St. Louis. Highway 70 west is heavy in the summer months. People driving across the country go right through. Not so much this year. No matter what anyone says, this is changing things everywhere. Somebody is getting very wealthy and it ain’t me and you.
I plan on making potato salad this evening for about 75 people. I have to add for us because it’s my mother’s recipe and I.l.o.v.e. it. After that and a couple of glasses of wine, I’ll spin for my 10-15 or 20 minutes and then head to bed. Then, in the morning it’s the big boy’s walk, the farmer’s market, the memorial service and luncheon and then over to BB and BSIL’s. I hope your weekend is filled with more relaxation that mine. Mine is filled with obligations and fun, so I’m not complaining. Sunday I’ll do the wash and relax.
My Mum was quite surprised by all your kind remarks. She’s a sweetheart and tough Yankee. My brothers are more like her. I’m more like my Dad. That’s part of the reason we haven’t killed each other yet. That, and the fact that I know how blessed I am to still have her and have the ability to care for her. My sentiment is that I lost my Dad early on, so this is my chance to show my Mum how much I love her every day. When she dies, I’ll know she was sent with great love.
Well, I’m hoping to have something fiber related to show you, soon. I’ve done the increases on PurplePi and she now has almost 550 stitches on the needles. I’m not sure how long I’ll go before I start the ruffled edge. It’s kinda fun just winging it for a change. I also love this shawl. It’s not fancy, but it’s still beautiful.
You have a great weekend!!!!
Can’t imagine how many potatoes it will take for 75 people! That’s quite a labor of love. Enjoy your relaxing Sunday. I’ll keep your boss in my prayers.
OK, that’s way too many potatoes.
You are a good soul to visit your boss when it’s so hard for you. My husband is the same way about hospitals. I think it’s pretty common. But good for you. He knew you were there.
My weekend? The only thing I know for sure is the run in Madison on Sunday. Else, anything is possible!
I’m sitting here with tears streaming. You expressed my feelings exactly about caring for Mom. I wouldn’t trade this time for anything, no matter how challenging.
This weekend I might actually try to relax. Hahaha, for an hour or so anyway. We’ll finish up baling today. Woohoo!
Have a good one, Cindy!
Goodness–no wonder you’ve not been knitting or spinning, Honey!
Too much ‘LIFE” hitting you in the face!
I’m afraid our next-door neighbor, who is 75, had a stroke almost the same day Mama fell. He has not come back, as far as being able to walk. He talks very well, and his fmaily gets him out in the sun several times a day in the wheelchair–his wife is trying to keep him at home, God bless her!! She has stopped working, and keeps a smile on her face, but I know she’s worn out. I don’t think he’ll regain the use of his left arm and leg, but I hope he proves me WRONG!
And God bless YOU, Cindy, for letting Mum know how much you love her!!