Friday, April 27, 2007

Bad Pet Day!

Well I'm sure that all of you pet owners know what I mean when I say it is "A Bad Pet Day". When you wake up, the birds are singing... but there is pee there, and then poop there from the dog. Puke from the cats eating the plants in the middle of the night. But wait!...on top of that your husband gets up just a few minutes before you to point it out ever so loudly like he is training YOU... what an ass! LOL

Who is doing the cleaning HONEY PIE??? duhhh... Of course I see it, smell it, and feel it. Would you DARLING like to know the consistency as well??? ASS!!! All this and more before coffee!!As a group I think we need to go on strike as women, and men that have to put up with partners that don't realize we aren't morning people!!!

I edited this for bad spelling... but really laughed my ass off when re-reading it. LOL

Monday, April 23, 2007

"It's a new day!"

Have you every heard the saying "My dog ate my homework"? Well my cat just erased my entire post with just one button. When I tried to retrieve it, it just wasn't there.

Your not so lucky if you didn't read the short version. I got to start typing again so I added some things.

All went as expected. There were two family's, and so we were blended as it should be. My Step Dad's first wife, her husband, and my Step Dad's two of three successful sons were there. One is in college at Michigan State. He is becoming a lawyer against the bad guys. :) He would have been there had he known. He really loved his Dad the most. His Mother made the call that he not be told, that is up to her. We had no idea why she choose this decision.

They all really took it pretty hard, it was quite visable. I thought it was so classy of my Mom to treat them just like her three. We all felt as if we were one big family. It was so nice and comforting. We all shared stories about how we blended together as kids on their visitation weekends with their Dad. I remebered that we would drive my Mom nuts! She always got along with wife #1 as she lovingly called her, and we all consoled her as well. You could tell that she was hurting badly. As my Mother said, she was once in love with him as well. You never lose all the love. I will always remember her being this kind. Once again in my life I have learned something. I probably forgot to say in prior posts that wife #1 also visited the hospital a few days before he passed away from us.

There wasn't a dry eye on Saturday (funeral day) when we all gazed upon the headstone that he had paid for, and had placed when he had cancer years ago. My Mother didn't even know that he had written anything on the headstone. She only told me that when going through the grueling treatments for the cancer, it had made him want to prepare for certain things. Death was one of them.

On his headstone is the title of my post. If you knew him, you would understand this as his attempt at humor. He always wanted us to be optimistic, and make each day the best. This he taught to all of his children. The one's by blood as well as my brother, and myself. We understood his humor very well. Dry witted till the end, but leaving you pondering in the fact that it is true.

I should tell you that Saturday was the nicest day that we have had in Jersey this year so far. If you could call this weird weather "Spring"!! My Step Dad always waited for that one beautiful day because it meant the beginning of fishing season right around the corner. Getting on his boat, and fishing was all he wanted to do. He loved the beach, and everything about it. He was always tan. He also loved listening to "Bruce" all the time. We also listened to Cat Stevens continuously for weeks on end growing up, and now I know every Cat song by heart. When I think of my childhood, just like a movie I have that 60/70 era rock playing in my head. Hey I just got that myself. Cat? Ironic~ My Mom & Step Dad had 10 cats. He leaves behind a legacy of furry loved ones that miss laying with him in the bed. They don't know where their Dad is.

He also was a member of the Hudson River Fisherman's Association for a long time before he got sick. He did some great work in the fight to keep the river clean as well. He won a fancy award called "The Pete Barrett award". There was a splashy yearly fisherman dinner every year, and I just happened to be at this one when he won the award. It was nice.

Sleep well teacher, friend, hippy, intellectual and Dad~ You really did know everything!

Have a good day all! After all "It is a new day!"

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Passed Away or Dead~

I remember reading about this topic on one of my former favorite boards. The topic was "What do you say when it happens?" I don't know if I replied to this topic when I read it that day. Unfortunately I have to say it today.

My Step Dad passed away at 5:15 this morning.

I like to think of passing slowly through the gates of heaven. Like passing into another place. Starting on a new passage of a new life.

I never had to help with funeral arrangements until today. I have learned alot, and I am feeling kinda numb from the experience. I'm just glad that I was there with my Mom, and sister. I guess that is normal. I still need to pick out flowers, clothes, and some time to remember some happy times.

The wake is set for Friday, and the Funeral is on Saturday. I'm really worried about my Mom. She broke down a few times today, and I hate that she is now alone. I really want her with us, but she is refusing for the moment. I'm not pushing real hard for the time being, she is young. I will keep a close eye on her until the time is right to insist in a couple of months. If anyone has advice for me I'd appreciate any. We are all in a fog right now.

Sorry I've been posting sad shit. I think it has been theraputic. Once again, thank you all for the prayers and nice emails. They have been very helpful. I don't have many/any real time friends except my husband, and my family. So it really feels nice when someone reaches out with the keyboard.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Thank you!

Opening my email today I was surprised that so many of you would check in on me, and leave a comment. Me & my family thank you all for your good thoughts and prayers. At this time my Step Dad is still in a coma. They checked his brainwaves yesterday, and said that no one is home. He is however responding to his family when we talk to him, or play his favorite "Bruce" music. Who knows? Only God at this point. I feel bad for my little sister because she is taking this very hard and refuses to go home. I'm off to the hospital now, but please keep my SD in your thoughts. Maybe I'll report a miracle.

Thanks again all you hookers! LOL

Monday, April 16, 2007

Hi Friends!

Well I haven't posted lately. That isn't any news to anyone that might check in on me occasionally. I just wanted to say hi, and let you all in on my stress filled life at the moment.

My step Dad has been in the hospital for the past couple of weeks. Last Wednesday he had triple by-pass surgery against my input. He wanted to have it done though, because the doctors told him there was no other choice. He is a very sick man, and honestly everything that they have done so far has made him worse. He had the by-pass, and as is common was on the ventilator for a day or two. On Friday they had him off the vent, sitting up, and drinking some fluids. My Mom went up to visit that day. She said it was a pretty nice visit. He was talking and complaining about sitting up. When she left, he said that he loved everyone, and to tell us all to continue praying. Well... that night he had a heart attack, followed by him getting CPR, and being put back on life support, and a feeding tube. To skip all the details that I'm still fuzzy about he is now in a coma.

I visited yesterday, along with husband, sister, brother, and Mom. Every time I talked he would make some sort of movement with his eyebrows. I asked yes, and no questions and he would make movements. He also squeezed my sister's hand at one point. The nurse said that it was just reflexes most likely, but there was no way to know for sure. All I know is that I felt special because only my voice brought reaction. When I told him that I loved him his eyebrows went crazy. I know someone is in there, but I don't want him to suffer anymore.

Last night when Pete, and I left the Dr. came in to talk to my Mom about making "The" decision. My little sister isn't dealing with it very well at all. Understandably.

My bio Dad died on the 15th of April 3 years ago, so I think my Mom knew that yesterday was a very touchy day for me. It was.

I have been an old soul from the day I was born, so I know that I have to take on the brunt of the responsibility. I'm ok with that, and so is Pete. I'm just praying that everything goes very smoothly, and quick. My sister was already on the phone this morning talking to my answering machine for a good 10 minutes complaining. She thinks I should have a talk with my Mom on how to be more emotional. Ehhh... I know that everything is going to start to get crazy right now. I have been mentally preparing for it.

If anyone prays out there. Please say a prayer that he isn't feeling any pain right now.

Thanks to all!

Ummm where's my valium again?