Today after work I plan to finish my house work and packing and hit the sack early. My plane leaves at 5:00, which means I need to be out of the house by 3:30. Yikes! Good thing I'm going for R & R.
Speaking of R & R, little Murray doesn't seem to want to sleep anymore. Just when we were able to sleep through the night and not wake until the blessed hour of 7am, we're on day number 2 of the 5am wake up call. Ugh. I will miss Murray and DH terribly, but I will not miss waking at that hour. I guess my early flight won't be so bad after all since Murray has been "training" me in waking in the wee hours.
Craig refers to the computer as my "life line", and after today I will be without it for several days. I hope I don't go through withdrawals. I'll be back next week with some pictures and no doubt, strange tales of my adventure.
Have you ever watched the episode of "The Cosby Show" where Rudy and Peter use Cliff's new juicer without permission? The kids end up in a HUGE mess of grape juice.
Somewhere in the midst of the craziness that was my morning, I had an episode quite similar to that of the "Cosby" kids. I was attempting to make a fruit smoothie in our (rarely used) juicer. The worse part is that it happened the second Craig turned the corner to switch places with me (he showers and I start breakfast - then we switch). I hit the on button and the next thing I know Murray, myself, and Nala were covered in a sticky kiwi, banana, and strawberry goo. I was still dragging from the early morning and couldn't find the humor in the situation at the moment. I wanted to run straight out the door like Peter did on "The Cosby Show". Looking back, it was textbook material for a sitcom. Either that, or AFV. The look on Craig's face was priceless - a mixture of shock and humor; worry that I would fly off the handle. Anyway, he quickly regained his composure, simply shrugged his shoulders, muttered, "oh" and told me to go take a shower while he cleaned up the mess. Is he great or what?
I guess I better not use the juicer without permission anymore.
I'm attempting to get organized before I leave on Friday. I won't relax unless all is in order, though I haven't packed, nor have I accomplished my weekly chore list. Still, I am so excited for the trip that I have extra motivation. I work best under pressure.
We had a fun evening last night. After supper, we hooked up a bike trailer (lent to us from friends who aren't using it) for Murray and had a very nice ride around our neighborhood. He loved riding behind Craig. I'm looking forward to a summer full of bike riding and outdoor activities. I'm not sure how we'll pack the trailer for the lake, but we'll find a way. We'll probably have to buy one of those dorky car toppers (no offense to anyone who may own one). Either that or buy a motor home. :)
I'm off to work . . .sort of.
at this stage. Of course with the hysterical moments come the all out battles - he's a pretty stubborn child. Hmm. . . wonder where he gets that trait? He has started hitting when he's angry with us, so we're dealing with that the best we can. When he's disciplined, it's so obvious that he knows that his actions were wrong; his screams turn to very sad cries. It's heart-wrenching, but necessary. Other than that, he is a very loving, playful child. He loves animals, his daddy, and most recently, socializing. I miss him as I write this, and can't wait to pick him up after work.
Just a few days to go until I leave on my solo mini-vaca. I'm excited, but a bit nervous, too. I've traveled quite a bit, but never alone (by air). It will be an eye opening experience and one that I hope to come back feeling refreshed and most importantly, a bit more self confident and independent.
Happy Monday. Have a fabulous week.
There is always a bright side of things and I'm lucky enough to have many. The first is that Flynn is making so much progress! She and her family had their first intake conference on Monday at Craig Hospital. The most exciting news is that she can speak again. I can't imagine the frustration one must feel to not be able to project one's feelings/thoughts/needs, etc. To read more about her eventful day, check out her page here. I'm not sure I can explain everything as eloquently as her dad.
Yet another bright side is that we are preparing for my sister, Maggie's, college graduation. As of May 15, she will have a BSA in Paralegal Studies. We are incredibly proud of her. Her college experience hasn't been typical. Far from it, actually. She struggled with personal issues at first (as many of us do). She flew over those hurdles, and this amazing woman juggled a full load of classes and a full time job, not to mention the daily bumps in the road that life tends to hand us. When we found out the our beloved mother was ill, Mags didn't slow down. She took care of mom and kept up work and school - full speed ahead. When mom passed away, Mags was right there planning the funeral and handling the estate. I honestly don't know how she did it, but I will say this: There is not an angel in heaven who is bursting with pride more than our mother. Mags is truly an inspiration.
The sun is shining and the water is receding. Life is good.
After this debacle, we played and played until Craig woke from a deep slumber. We all went outside and finished the much necessary back yard raking and cleaning. The snow blower is empty of gas, the garage is clean, the deck is swept and now we are just waiting to add some seed and fertilizer to what was lost last year. We still have the front to work on, but that will be a piece of cake compared to the back. Craig just left for the storage unit to get the patio furniture. I think spring has finally arrived!
Tonight, we'll go to Mass, and then despite the cooler temps, we have steaks to grill. This will be our first grilling experience since last season. In the summer, we very rarely cook in the house. For a wedding gift from Craig's co-workers, we received an enormous charcoal (which is the only way to go in my opinion) grill/smoker. It's wonderful, and Craig is THE master griller!
My wish for you today is that you are at peace and enjoying these precious moments with family and friends.
Water, water everywhere!
The three seater plane that took us up (above)
This was Muray's first trip to the park.
1. Waking up to a new day.
2. Listening to Murray and Craig chatter and sing while we're getting ready in the morning.
3. Family, friends, and faith.
4. The pure joy of the dogs greeting me when I step in the door after being gone.
5. The dogs at my feet while I sleep.
6. A cold beer on a hot day.
7. Water (for drinking or swimming).
8. Shelter, clothes, and food.
9. Fresh socks that match.
10. Craig snoring beside me.
11. The smile on Murray's face when I pick him up from daycare.
Some of these may sound a bit strange, especially number ten, but honestly, when I hear Craig sawing logs next to me, I feel safe and loved and there is no better feeling than that.
This evening I'm going on an adventure. At 5:30, I have an appointment to fly over the region to view the flood water. I hope to get some video footage and still shots to post tomorrow. I'm sure it will be an amazing experience, and one that I hope we never have to repeat!
Not much else to report. Just felt like writing. I'm going to take a nap before a supper of chicken noodle soup (again).
Here's to another day!
We had a very nice dinner with Maggie, Steph and Scarlett on Saturday evening. It was filled with activity and laughter. I was looking forward to Mass, Mari's baptism, and a visit with the Fink's on Sunday, but woke up with a terrible sore throat. I was stuck in bed all day. I went to the walk in this morning, as I'm still not feeling better and am currently waiting for test results.
On a brighter note, the latest on Flynn is that she is using her hands while talking. This is incredible news, and I know with all my heart that there will be many more miracles to come.
Murray has some new bruises, but that's nothing new. When he took those first steps and gradually began walking/running, I was terrified with every step. Now, I just figure that bumps and bruises are inevitable and a few falls aren't going to scar him for life. It's still sad when he hurts himself, but the "mom worry" has a lessened a bit.
Well, I'm off to put more indents in my couch. Best to get some rest so I can be back to normal ASAP. Have a great Monday.
I was able to speak with my Uncle Pat last night. We had a wonderful conversation; he is finishing up making arrangements in Moorhead and will head back to Denver to be with Flynn and Sue this weekend. Speaking of Flynn, I forgot to post that she arrived safely at Craig hospital (who treated Christopher Reeves) on Tuesday. She has a lot of hard work ahead, but we are all happy that she can begin working on those goals. Thanks again for your continued prayers.
Have a blessed Holy week.
We took Murray on his very first wagon ride on Saturday. He LOVED it! I can't wait until it warms up so we can take it out more often.
Ironically, he received a "mini" wagon from his Great Grandpa and Grandma Beckerleg yesterday. It's super cute. Murray's face lit up when he realized that he could pull it around. Pooh Bear seems to "enjoy" riding in the "mini" wagon.
After church, we went to brunch at Granite City. I am a person who is not fond of buffets, but this one is fantastic. We returned home and took a family nap. When we woke, it was time to greet Craig's cousin, Chad, who is a marine. He recently returned from his third deployment. It was so much fun to see the family.
While we are at the American Legion (to see Chad), we "lost" our baby and found a new one. What I mean is, our normally shy guy, clingy, stranger danger baby was replaced by an absolute ham. He was playing and giggling with people he's never met and giving his cousin grief. This is a big relief!
Craig is roasting ribs for dinner and then I think we'll take a short walk. Murray's new favorite thing is to walk up and down the sidewalk.
Have a Blessed Sunday.
Below is Murray playing in the dog food bucket. He snuck over there when we weren't looking and we heard a digging sound. Thinking it was the cat, I peeked around the corner to investigate. Guess who the culprit was?
The next video is of Murray and Craig playing in a "tent" that Craig built. It was fun for a moment, but then it was on to other things!
Please ignore the mess in the background. Because we have a lot of our basement things on the main level, we are rather crowded! :)