Posts from the ‘Special People’ Category

Moody Monday #2: Fresh

fresh

  • newly made or obtained
  • new; not previously known, met with, etc.; novel
  • pure, cool, or refreshing
  • not faded, worn, obliterated, etc.

Front Row (l-r): Uncle Cy, Aunt Sissy, Grandma Gene, Jon

Middle Row (l-r): Dave, Elliott Richard (held by Aunt Kate), Gavin, Emmett John (held by Aunt Teri)

Back Row (l-r): Pa-Pa G, Grandma G, Tim, Brian

Grandma Gene and her family celebrating Grandma’s birthday!

I chose this family portrait as my representation of “fresh” because Grandma Gene is just that – not faded, worn obliterated. Plus her stories always have a way of refreshing my perspective and view-point.

camera: FujiFilm FinePix Z35

If you’d like to join the fun of Moody Monday, head on over to and visit Jan at Murrieta365 to play along.

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Gavin, the handyman

Yesterday, while Rob and I took Elliott Richard and Emmett John to see “Toy Story 3” to celebrate Emmett John’s 2nd birthday Gavin had plans of his own made. =)

Gavin doesn’t do well with movies in the theater setting. Like Rob said yesterday, it really is unfair of us to expect him or try to force him to sit through one when he is unable to do so just so the Boys can have the experience. Likewise, it’s unfair that the Boys should miss out on the experience that they are better equipped to handle simply because Gavin is unable to. So we made alternate arrangements.

While Rob, Elliott Richard, Emmett John and I were at the movie. Gavin went on a bit of a road trip with Pa-Pa G to see Grandma Gene. Grandma needed some things done, fixed and hung up around her house. Pa-Pa needed a “Right-hand Man” to get the work done. Gavin was that “Right-hand Man”! =)

★ ★ ★ Congratulations, Gavin, on a job well done! Mommy and Daddy are very proud of you! ★ ★ ★

Small Talk Six #4 ~ 6 things (good or bad) that you credit your mother-in-law for

Today’s Small Talk Six is:

6 Things (Good or Bad) That You Credit Your Mother-In-Law For

1.) Rob. Does he have flaws? Absolutely. So do I. But he is a wonderful man, husband and father due in no small part to how she and Dad G raised him.

2.) A large chunk of what little sanity I have left. She’s watched the boys for free – more often than not on a moments notice – so that I could go see my therapists over the last decade. Thanks to her whatever sanity I have left is due to her generosity.

3.) A lot of the inspiration and motivation I have to create my greeting cards. When the mood does strike, it’s mostly thanks to her and Rob that I am able to do anything about it. A lot of my supplies were her’s at one point. My magazines and such came from her as well. She’s always been very supportive without being pushy of my creativity.

4.) The health and in part, the existance of Elliott Richard and Emmett John. Not because of Rob. When I was pregnant with both boys, she helped take care of Gavin and then both Gavin and Elliott Richard. She helped take care of me. She helped in so many ways that without her it would have been so much more difficult to have made it to the end.

5.) Two words: free babysitting. Yup, it’s the one thing that no all grandparents do and/or believe in. But Grandma G loves it and helps out with it whenever she can. It’s a Godsend and has helped us out of a jam – especially at the last minute – more times than I can count.

6.) Love, compassion and understanding. She gets me, which isn’t something a whole lot of people can say. She knows that I like my privacy. She can tell when I’m having a bad fibro day better than just about anyone. She remember what foods I like, which I don’t. My favorite drinks. It’s like I’ve been her daughter forever; not just 8 and 1/2 years. She is one of the best people I’ve ever had the honor to know and I love her.

(Between you and me World Wide Web, I may have been robbed the first time around, but I won the Mother-in-Law Lottery this time!)

If you would like to join in the fun of the Small Talk Six just head on over to Momdot.com and grab the topic and the graphic. Enjoy! 🙂

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Tweaked Quickie

My laptop won’t connect to the internet. So we will have to put off the finishing of my doozy of a post part deux – don’t worry you haven’t missed it, I’m still writing it. So yes, it’s likely to be just as long, if not longer than my previous doozy of a post. Now on to the update…

Me

My dr’s appointment @ 9:00am? Check.
Fasted for cholesterol test? Oops. That’s a negative.
Topamax increased? Check.
Allergy meds prescribed? Check.
Other meds prescribed? Check.
I even lost a pound!
Home by 10:00am.

Gavin

Appointment w/Dr. R @ 11:00am? Check.
Changed the dose of his Zyprexa.
Waiting to hear from Psychology unit at local Children’s Hospital about scheduling testing.
Learned that Zyprexa will have to be stopped a minimum ONE WEEK before testing. (Oy.)
Gavin behaved wonderfully so we rewarded him w/lunch of his choice. He wanted orange chicken and lo mein. He ate it all in a single sitting.
Home by 12:15pm.

Came home. Rob was feeling sick so he slept for the rest of the day. I wolfed down my Steak Escape. (I *heart* Steak Escape!) And took my sister, who was kind enough to baby-sit the fuss-pots (a.k.a. Elliott Richard and Emmett John) all morning, to a “Special Person’s Tea” w/my niece.

Came home, again. Emmett John napped for a little bit. Elliott Richard spiked a fever, again. Gave him his Motrin and called Dr. H’s office, again. (I swear they should name a room after us at this point.) Made an appointment to see the CNP at 4:30pm. I don’t care for her but it was either her or the one doctor I prefer to avoid, especially when it comes to Elliott Richard.

Elliott Richard

Made it the office at 4:30pm w/Elliott Richard, Emmett John and Trisha in tow? Check.
Elliott Richard freaking out over shots? Check.
Explain to him no shots today? Check.
Elliott Richard still freaking out? Double check.
CNP calls us back.
Aunt Trisha to the rescue, asks CNP if there will be shots. That’s a negative – no shots today.
Elliott Richard calms down.
Emmett John seems fascinated by being on the “other side”.
CNP checks out Elliott Richard.
Bronchitis. (Of course.)
Opinion of CNP changed? Double check.
Homeward bound at 5:00pm w/prescription for Zithromax.
Pickup chicken nugget happy meal as reward on the way home.

Now it’s 8:13pm. I have no internet on my laptop. The ice in my Polar Pop is melting. My buffalo wings are getting cold. Elliott Richard is looking for ANY excuse to not sleep. I just wanted to vegg, do some blog writing, South Park watching and Polar Pop drinking. Alas it was not meant to be.

Ah well, on the bright side Rob is the only one left to get sick. On the crappy side, when he gets sick with what we’ve been passing around he usually ends up hospitalized. Are we having fun yet?

And does anyone else find it odd (funny haha odd or crazy interesting odd) that Emmett John was the only one hospitalized for this so far and he’s also the only one who recovered without antibiotics?

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Be the change you wish to see in the world

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The Party to End All Parties

Literally.

Saturday, January 24th at 4:00pm we all gathered together to celebrate the life of my beautiful, special little man. In hindsight, perhaps this was not the best idea.

So despite my best efforts to prepare and be ready long before the day of the party arrived, Saturday was a crazy day. I had tried to get the cleaning done and the shopping done long before the party. Yeah, that didn’t happen. So of course while we are all running around like chickens with our heads cut off, Rob bent down and picked up an empty duffel bag. He didn’t move in a funky way. It wasn’t heavy. But that’s all it took and his back was G-O-N-E…gone!

There I was with a house to clean, shopping to do, children to care for, and a party to set-up and my partner in crime was down for the count. (Oy!) I admit it, I was freaking out. Luckily, I had already called Mom G. and begged her to come and help. I was waiting for her to call me so I could pick her up. Even with Rob’s Mom coming, I was still freaking out and feeling the day spinning wildly out of control. Enter “Super Sister”! (duh tu da da) I called my big sister, Trisha, near tears because I had no idea how I was going to get everything done. True to form, Trisha saved the day. She was everything a big sister should be, in my opinion.

Mom G. called me at about 10am to say that she was ready. Mr. Emmett John and I went to pick her up. Then while we were out I did my running around. We hit the Dollar Store for cups, silverware, napkins, table cloth and some other odds and ends that weren’t really on my list but I bought them anyway. 😀 (lol) Then we hit Giant Eagle so I could pickup the ice cream and pop. I completely forgot the chips and candy that I had also intended to pick up. Eh well. We swung through McDonald’s for 2 ice teas and then headed home.

All of that build up, now for the party. 😉

The party was scheduled to start at 4pm. Trisha arrived at 12noon, shortly after Mom G. and I returned from our running around. And by running around, I mean Mom G. was kind enough to hang out in the car with a sleeping Emmett John. We ate lunch and then tackled the house. Mom G. took on the dishes, which then morphed into her cleaning the kitchen. Trisha and I tackled the laundry that needed folding and the bathroom. She was also kind enough to get Elliott Richard dressed, which is no easy feat. He made her offer every single shirt he owns. Only to choose the shirt she offered him first in the end. (lol) Between Mom G., Trisha and myself we managed to knock out the cleaning, shopping and general party-prep by 3pm! 🙂 (Woo who!)

People started to arrive around 4pm, right on time. (I love punctuality.) All told, the guest list was pretty long. 🙂 We had:

Grammy (Great Grandma C.)
Great-Aunt Sharon
Aunt Trisha
Grandma G.
Pa-Pa G.
Grandma W.
Grandpa W.
Uncle Brian
Uncle Jon
Aunt Teri
Aunt Kate
Uncle Tim
Jenna (Uncle Tim’s girlfriend)
Aunt Jenny
Matt (Aunt Jenny’s boyfriend)
Michelle (“Mo-Mo”, our neighbor)

The party itself was a huge success! We had pop and cake and ice cream. I had baked some cupcakes. My parents picked up a 1/4 sheet cake from Giant Eagle. We talked, laughed and mingled. Gavin bounced off the walls until it was time for cake and ice cream. We sang “Happy Birthday” to him and he blew out his candles. Then Elliott Richard got ready to blow out his candle (my method for keeping him from blowing out Gavin’s candles) but he refused to blow it out without us singing “Happy Birthday” to him. (lol) While we mingled and ate cake, Gavin continued to bounce off the walls. (Perhaps this should have been a clue as to what lie ahead.) Before long my Grammy and Aunt Sharon said they needed to get going, plus Gavin was getting more and more hyper as time went on so we opted to move right along to the presents.

Let me just say this, he made out like a bandit! And boy can my boy open gifts! Michelle commented on the fact that she’s never seen a kid open gifts that fast before. (lol)

He was thrilled beyond words with his new Kinex Ferris wheel. After he had torn the wrapping off all the gifts, he grabbed the box and made a bee-line for his room. Throughout the night Brian went upstairs and helped Gavin put it all together and get it sorted out. Thank God for Brian! Rob and I are horrible with complicated sets like that. While I’m confident that Gavin would have eventually had the whole thing built, it happened just that much faster with Brian’s help. 🙂

People slowly trickled out after Gavin opened his gifts. In the end, it was Rob, me, Trisha, Jenn, and Matt. Elliott Richard went to bed between 8 and 9pm. We let Gavin stay up until 10-ish since it was his birthday party and all. At around 9:30pm the adults decided we were starving and we ordered Pizza Hut. (My first Pizza Hut pizza in about 6 months! That’s another post that’s coming.) It was a really awesome way to end the evening. Sitting around and eating pizza with some of my favorite people in the world. Overall, it was a good day.

That was then. Sunday was a whole different story.

At the time when I planned the party, I wanted to celebrate Gavin. I wanted to make his birthday big and bright and special. I wanted him to be able to look around and see just how much we all love him. In that respect, I accomplished my goal. What I failed to take into account were the side effects. I failed to think past Saturday into Sunday and the next week. That was my fault.

We spent Sunday and the week following trying to…adjust. Sunday night we couldn’t get Gavin to give up on his Ferris wheel and go to bed. The insanity that ensued over the next week…I can’t really find words to describe it. It wasn’t any single behavior. It was more a general feeling running through the household, controlled by Gavin. Much like the under-tow of the ocean is controlled by the moon and God. It’s nothing that can be seen by an outsider. However, it is certainly something that can be felt by the swimmers in the ocean.

Because of this feeling, this current, Rob and I have made the decision that this year’s birthday party was quite honestly the party to end all parties, at least as far as Gavin is concerned. That’s not to say that we won’t celebrate his birthday every year, because we most certainly will. Nor will we prohibit others from celebrating. It will just have to be celebrated in little, tiny bursts either over the course of a week or possibly in a single day (scheduled in a fashion similar to doctor’s appointments). Either way we won’t attempt to overwhelm him with that many people again. Even when it comes to Elliott Richard and Emmett John’s birthdays, we will likely make arrangements with my parents to leave early and take Gavin with them. That way we are not forced into avoiding birthday parties for them as well.

So the party itself was a smashing success, in my opinion. The aftermath, fallout and next 7 days…yeah, not so much. You live. You learn, I suppose.

My Big Sister ROCKS!

That’s right. My big sister ROCKS!

As you may remember, Dr. H has given the okay for me to try some milk products to see how Mr. Emmett John reacts. Yesterday while in the grocery store I decided to buy a sugar cookie with some serious icing thinking that surely it had milk in it somewhere. Wrong. Well, I ate the cookie anyway but I must admit I was a wee bit irritated. I was irritated because a) I love these cookies and could have been eating them for the past 6 months and b) I was all worked up to eat milk again and it was a no go.

So last night I was talking to my sister before she came over to hang out. (There’s a shock, I know. lol) Anyway, we were chatting and I told her about my cookie snafu. Then when she calls me on her way over and tells me that she is stopping by Wendy’s and picking up 3 Frosty Floats. So I was all excited. Then she shows up with double stuffed Oreos, peanut M&Ms, 2 containers of cheese cubes, Ben & Jerry’s Phish food ice cream and Ben & Jerry’s Peanut Butter Chocolate ice cream. All of that yummy junk food just so that I could have milk products for the first time in nearly 6 months. 🙂 In the end I went with the Frosty Float and the Oreos but that’s because there isn’t any milk in the Oreos.

But how awesome is my sister? To bring all of those goodies that she knows I love. I’m a lucky girl, this I know.

I love you Trish! :p