Merry Christmas And Paper Plates

It is with certainty that Paper Plates are a necessary evil at our house during the Holidays. I am aware of the damage that the contribute to the earth. Yet I still choose to use them.
Our kids and their kids
 are all home for the Holidays and we would by far rather spend time together than washing more dishes than we have to.
I do have a confession to make, In the last 7 days since the arrival of the family we have gone through 210 paper plates.  I don't know how.  Of course there are 10 of us. and  6 of them insist on eating 3 times a day LOL.   We still have 10 days left I will keep count until they depart.

Merry Christmas and I will write to you next year.

How Many Paper Plates Do You Use??????????

And the Door Bell Rang

I have mentioned this before. Christmas is not my Best Holiday. Its a long story that could most likely is the reason for Therapy. That be never mind.  We will be celebrating just like we do every year.  BUT.....................................................
This year I wanted it to be more like what the season is really about. Not expensive gifts. That produces so much stress and money spent on things. I wanted memories, simple and loving memories.  I spoke with the kids and we are going to have a simple but memorable Christmas.
The Arizona K's are coming to Utah for good food, games, laughs, a trip to the movies and maybe to the Hot Springs in Idaho.
Oh and the doorbell thing.  I hate doorbells. I do not like people at the door that are unexpected. Please call first so we are prepared. By being Prepared I mean being dressed, putting the dogs away, making sure the Family Room is picked up.   Simply things that make me feel like I am prepared even though I was not.
Tonight the door bell rang twice within 40 min. First, our Home Teacher who we dearly love and enjoy every moment we spend with him each month. He brought a lovely gift. The dogs were out, I was folding towels all over the place and dishes sitting on the table. I am sure he did not notice. Not more than 5 min they may have even had a fender bender in the drive way. The Doorbell rings and 3 lovely ladies from the Relief Society dropped by with a fabulous basket of Christmas Goodies. Nothing had changed. Dogs, laundry. They were Sisters I have never met all new to the Ward. It was such a pleasure to meet them.
The Doorbell is really not such a bad thing. It sometimes yields blessings. Prepared or not. It is about the people not about STUFF.

It has been a very long time since I have been able to post. 
The Surgery has taken a tole on me.  BUT, today I have been given the go ahead to start getting back to living again.  My plan is to slowly get back to a new and less painful existence. I have not sewn or done any crafting in the last 4 months.  The Sewing Room is a MESS! One like I have never had before. I will be tackling that this week with the help of my sweet daughter Spring.  And then it begins........................

I will always be making something..................

Zombie for my Partner

I wanted to share the Zombie I sent to my partner.

This was Story Book Zombie    Humpty Dumpty and he really Fell !!!!!!!

I am sicknd at the death of the Boarder Agent Nicholas Ivie.  He was in one of the Highest areas of the boarder for drug trafficking. The Cartels catapult drugs over the border. Our prayers go out to this family here in southern Utah.  It is so disconcerting to us because our son works in Yuma. While he is not a Boarder Agent, he too works for Home Land Security as a Special Agent. Please Pray for our Troops And for all the men and women that keep our cities, states, country, AND Boarders safe.  Pray that these evil people that have no regard for life will be caught and punished for their actions.

SOMEDAY YOU WILL BE LOOKING AT A HOLE

Getting Better every day!! SLOWLY but still better.
I was at Walmart sitting on the bench in the Pharmacy while my hubby was getting a few things. Sounds boring but I don't get out much. While I was sitting there, on the bench behind me was a father and son. The son was late 40's the father 70 something.  They were waiting to find out if the Dr had called the Pharmacy. The father was talking with the son regarding why they were waiting.
The father was trying to explain to the son that his medication was 200.00 and the dr was trying to find something comparable at a lesser price. All the son did was complain that it was his day off and 6 days a week 12 hours a day he was working in a store and now he was sitting in a store on his day off waiting for medicine forhis father.  He repeated it 4 or 5 times the father began apologizing. I was so angry, sad, upset almost shaking that this man who had no time for this aligning and sick father. I could not just sit there.  So I quelled my anger and tears.  I turned around and calmly said to the elderly man, "If you need a ride home after you get your medication , my husband and I will be happy to take you home."  As the son glared at me I told him "Someday you will be standing and looking at a hole in the ground and I hope you are sorry for being so selfish and dis respectful to your father".  The son sat there a moment and then got up and walked away, the father took my hand and squeezed it and said Thank you for caring".  Then he got up and walked away.  I felt so sad I thought that I was going to burst into tears.  I sat back down wishing I was not alone in a busy store.
My Husband walked up to me and I lost it.  He said "Oh honey it is to soon for you to be out I should have let you stay home.  I did not tell him until dinner 
what had happened.
This is the Month of my Daddy's death, 19 years ago.  I would do any thing to have him here, anything.
If you are Lucky and your parents are still alive, Make sure they know you love them. No matter what kind of childhood you may have had.

Post Op

It has been  sixteen days since surgery.  I have found a painless moment to write a little something.
Surgery was a blast, 8 hours on the table 3 hours in recovery, I don't remember much more for the next couple days except I felt like I was laying on a shovel, rocks, twigs and a fire pit.  When I was coherent the fire ants all over my back burned like hot coals.  I was finally able to have them look at the incision they had used Tegederm sheets to cover my entire back, that was great however I am allergic to adhesive,  It was noted on my chart,  I made sure we discussed it before the surgery.   That was all beside the point by now.  so they changed the dressing and I was completely blistered all over my back and sides. Big long wide blisters like 2nd degree burns,  I realized that my thoughts as to how my back felt was fairly accurate.  They redressed it and the staff was a frenzy to find out how it happened.  All I wanted was relief. They put some cream on it and redressed the wound.
I was determined to go home on Sunday, and I did. It has been so difficult.  When you can't even get in and out of bed like you use to.  I hate pain meds and have really tried to do without it. Its not possible as hard as I try, I get to a point that is beyond control and I have to do something.  The Doc said I should be on them for two months.  I am not in favor of that at all. So for now I will take it one day at a time.

Soon I will start making something..............................