It's been so long since I've blogged that Blogger changed everything and I'm not sure I know how to use the dang thing anymore! Yowsa. Technology just keeps on changing, and I keep on missing out on the changes until it's too late and I just have to adapt.
Today is my BFF's 71st birthday. Happy birthday, Mom!!! Until last night, I was exactly 1/2 her age. I can't say that anymore, darnit. Without getting too sappy, let me just take this moment to say how much I love you, Mom. See, most people just have a "mom" relationship with their mom. In other words, they need them when they need them and forget to call when they don't. For whatever reason, Mom and I are different in that respect. We live with each other, yet we email almost every day to chat about the goings on in our lives. We call each other once a day after work to check in and ask things like, "What's for dinner?" We can do a nonstop talk session or sit quietly in the same room without saying a word. We both love to read, watch movies together, eat out together, and shop together. We have the same taste in purses. We both have a love/hate relationship with Costco - we love the deals and hate how much money we spend there. We both love the dog and baby him to no end. We both LOVE sleep and wish we could get more of it even after a good night's rest. We enjoy the same kinds of music, books, and television. We just simply have a wonderful relationship that extends far beyond that of mother and daughter. We really are BFFs and always will be. I'm sure, like with my birthday, that this one will be difficult for Mom. Because, well, we both dearly miss Dad. But I'm ever so grateful that Mom is still here and that we can celebrate her special day together. It's a simple reminder that life does go on even when you think it can't or won't. Plus, we can't reach more milestones if we don't celebrate and make the most of them. So, to you, Mom and BFF - hope you've had a fantastic birthday!
All my love,
Kate :)
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Blogging has been on my list of "meh" things lately.
Dad died on Friday, October 28, 2011, after two weeks of miracles and a massive stroke that seeped into his brain stem and left him unable to communicate.
His viewing was on November 1 with the funeral and burial on November 2, 2011. Mark Leifson participated in the army services. It was very stirring, as usual.
Thanksgiving stunk. The food was gross and we were happy when everyone left so there was nothing but quiet. And even then Mom and I hardly talked to each other. There wasn't much to say and we felt a gaping hole in the house. Not pleasant.
Christmas was okay. Except for certain people not being able to get along with certain other people. It's a problem we have around these here parts. It gets old - really fast.
New Year's came and went. Mom and I partied with the Leifsons and Colleen. It would have been better if Shauna had been able to find a flight from Virginia for less than her firstborn and all her limbs. Lame. It's awful that the airlines can keep people from being with loved ones for the holidays because they "need" to make a profit. It's right up there with my feelings about the gas companies. Gr.
My 35th birthday was this year. I wasn't too happy about it. Mom, Alex, and Aunt Nadine all tried to make a special evening of it the night before. On the day of, Mom and I both had a mini breakdown over Dad. So, pretty much, the birthday sucked. It's just not the same when your dad doesn't sing happy birthday to you early in the morning and then say it's too bad you're a year older, but not wiser, too.
Valentine's Day was, well, it IS stupid. This is the lamest holiday of the year, and not just because I'm single. It aggravates me that we only focus one day on telling people we love them in special ways. If we knew what was good for us, we'd do it every day. Just sayin'.
Dad's birthday was February 20th. He would have been 71 years young. Mom's friends (the Holbrooks) came up from Texas and we spent the day with them celebrating Dad's birthday with balloons at the cemetery, lunch at Tucano's (his favorite restaurant), and chocolate chocolate cake from Costco (also one of Dad's favorites). Amazingly, they put his headstone in that very day. We were lucky to witness that with only 40 minutes notice. And I was lucky enough to have the day off at the insistence of Holbrooks so I could hang with them and celebrate Dad. It was a good day.
And now, well, life goes on, dangit. :) Actually, it's not much different than usual. School still fills up my time, I'm still over the Beehives in Young Women's and loving it (although I think I stress way too much about it), Bear is still sleeping 16 of 24 hours in the day, and Mom is going gung-ho on genealogy. I've started indexing again and can't figure out why I ever quit. I love doing it! If I didn't have a job, that's probably what I'd do all day long. And I would enjoy every minute of it. If you have time, do it. You won't regret it.
So ... that's life in a nutshell from the last few months. Not much to brag about, and probably not worth blogging about, but Mom mentioned last night that she continues to check for updates (because she can't get enough with us living together) and I have to appease the masses, so there you have it.
Dad died on Friday, October 28, 2011, after two weeks of miracles and a massive stroke that seeped into his brain stem and left him unable to communicate.
His viewing was on November 1 with the funeral and burial on November 2, 2011. Mark Leifson participated in the army services. It was very stirring, as usual.
Thanksgiving stunk. The food was gross and we were happy when everyone left so there was nothing but quiet. And even then Mom and I hardly talked to each other. There wasn't much to say and we felt a gaping hole in the house. Not pleasant.
Christmas was okay. Except for certain people not being able to get along with certain other people. It's a problem we have around these here parts. It gets old - really fast.
New Year's came and went. Mom and I partied with the Leifsons and Colleen. It would have been better if Shauna had been able to find a flight from Virginia for less than her firstborn and all her limbs. Lame. It's awful that the airlines can keep people from being with loved ones for the holidays because they "need" to make a profit. It's right up there with my feelings about the gas companies. Gr.
My 35th birthday was this year. I wasn't too happy about it. Mom, Alex, and Aunt Nadine all tried to make a special evening of it the night before. On the day of, Mom and I both had a mini breakdown over Dad. So, pretty much, the birthday sucked. It's just not the same when your dad doesn't sing happy birthday to you early in the morning and then say it's too bad you're a year older, but not wiser, too.
Valentine's Day was, well, it IS stupid. This is the lamest holiday of the year, and not just because I'm single. It aggravates me that we only focus one day on telling people we love them in special ways. If we knew what was good for us, we'd do it every day. Just sayin'.
Dad's birthday was February 20th. He would have been 71 years young. Mom's friends (the Holbrooks) came up from Texas and we spent the day with them celebrating Dad's birthday with balloons at the cemetery, lunch at Tucano's (his favorite restaurant), and chocolate chocolate cake from Costco (also one of Dad's favorites). Amazingly, they put his headstone in that very day. We were lucky to witness that with only 40 minutes notice. And I was lucky enough to have the day off at the insistence of Holbrooks so I could hang with them and celebrate Dad. It was a good day.
And now, well, life goes on, dangit. :) Actually, it's not much different than usual. School still fills up my time, I'm still over the Beehives in Young Women's and loving it (although I think I stress way too much about it), Bear is still sleeping 16 of 24 hours in the day, and Mom is going gung-ho on genealogy. I've started indexing again and can't figure out why I ever quit. I love doing it! If I didn't have a job, that's probably what I'd do all day long. And I would enjoy every minute of it. If you have time, do it. You won't regret it.
So ... that's life in a nutshell from the last few months. Not much to brag about, and probably not worth blogging about, but Mom mentioned last night that she continues to check for updates (because she can't get enough with us living together) and I have to appease the masses, so there you have it.
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