I don't know where you live but it has rained like crazy some of the past few nights - actually mornings. Dad and I were looking at my lawn tonight and I had mowed it Saturday - actually Dad mowed my backyard which I will address in a second - and it looks like the yard needs to be mowed again! Dad thought he was doing something nice - which he was - by mowing my backyard Saturday but as I firmly told him he shouldn't have done that at his age and with his aneurysm. He did say as he was picking up sticks before he mowed that when he bent down to pick up one stick he realized it was a dead snake - guess I ran over another snake with the mower and didn't even know it - blick. Am very glad I didn't find that body.
This morning Dad wanted to make sure I was awake so he yelled VERY LOUDLY up the stairs my name - before my alarm had gone off at 5:30 and scared the crap out of me. One - my alarm had not gone off yet and B - I had already decided that I could sleep an extra 20 minutes and still get around in time. Well it took that extra 20 minutes to get my heart settled down from being scared half to death from a sound sleep. I mentioned to Dad tonight at supper that if he ever yelled like that again up the stairs he better be in need of help and that's the only reason to yell like that up the stairs.
Then when I finally got up and was taking Butler through the kitchen to go outside to go potty - there was Dad in the corner - in the dark and scared the crap out of me again. I think I muttered to myself, "he's lucky I don't kill him in his sleep" or something to that affect. Needless-to-say my day got off to an interesting start.
Some of you know how Mike's old boss organized (and collected funds) to paint our/my house last year but unfortunately the house didn't get painted. Mike's boss and co-workers wanted to do something nice for us because Mike spent so much time off-hours being called out to deal with City buildings and also working so hard during the day while being ill - that when Mike got home at night and on the weekend the last thing he wanted to deal with was work on painting our house. Mike's boss retired from the City as of 12/31/10 and some of the folks attempted to get enough people rounded up to paint the house the first Sat/Sun in May this year but it fell through. Then I was approached to see if I couldn't get a crew together to paint my house to which I told the guy (a vendor that the City used for some projects) I could not in good conscience go to people and ask them to give of their time to paint my house. Long story short - my small group leader stopped by to talk insurance and I shared the story of how the house should have been painted last year - he thought it would be a great service project for some of the men of our church - and if the weather cooperates - this Friday and Saturday some men from my church will scrape and paint my house! I prayed about this project and gave it to God a long time ago never dreaming men from my church would take this on. The only thing that could get in the way this weekend is the weather - which I again prayed and gave to God. If it rains - God has a reason.
I found out at our monthly all company meeting today that Friday is our monthly BBQ for lunch and everyone is suppose to wear their favorite baseball team's t-shirt. Don't have that so I'll see what I can come up with. I was also forwarded our company social events for the rest of the year which include a golf outing in July (don't have any clubs but I'll go and have fun), company picnic in August, some sort of Iowa/Iowa State rivalry the whole week leading to that game in September and then our Christmas party (yes it's called a Christmas party) in December.
Dad said Mom is continuing to improve - she's still using the walker but the goal is to get her strength up so she won't be using it and they are moving her to more solid food instead of blending all her food.
And Butler has been a very good boy each day I've gone to work - only two or three poopy accidents. He has waited to go pee until I let him out when I get him home - which includes tonight with me trying to get the duct tape tab from his Speedo loose and ended up having to get scissors again from the junk drawer to "free" him. And his boo boo on his butt seems to be healing!
