Woosh! Life is Happening...
Monday, March 08, 2010
Wow, what a ride! These past few days, or should I say "daze" has been quite a wild ride. It's been one of those times when Life just seems to toss so much at you, that your sense of time gets compressed because as soon as turn around, your in the middle of whatever is next.
Let's start with Wednesday past, I find out that my "sister" (another long blog, so just go with it) is in ICU, and it's not looking good. She is of Filipino descent, and women with that ancestry can have a genetic propensity for kidney failure. So, not a great start to my day, but nothing I can do about it but pray for her and talk with Mom (who was hit pretty hard by Boo's illness). Combine that with my main desktop computer, Betsie, getting a virus, and so I spent most of the day getting her back on her metaphorical feet.
Then word comes that Boo has passed. So concern turns into grief, and more phone calls and emails and such. Love you Boo, and prayers for your beautiful, young son Mhax.
Thursday is a celebration of Life for me, as it marked my annual ride around the Sun. I had planned a small celebration for that night by grilling steaks over a fire, and invited my brother and a friend. Alas, my wonderful wife arises and feels pretty much like "poop on a stick". Bummer. Ah well, it really is ok, so I cancel the birthday Celebration (to be held later, not gonna keep *me* away from a good steak), and play Doc Jay thru the day for her. Happily, she turned the corner and the bug seemed to go thru her intestinal tract. As she said "Icky punies go right thru me".
Friday, we wake up and the sun is shining, the birds are singing, dearest Barb is better... yeah, you can probably guess it, I feel like I've been run over by a Mack truck! Each and every joint feels like someone beat me with a mace! Movement is excruciating, and so is the head ache! Gosh Honey Bunny, thanx... But wait! I can't feel miserable, this is a Scout Training Weekend. We are on Staff for NYLT here at our local BSA Council. And this weekend we are mainly responsible for filling the tummies of the bright young minds of tomorrow, I can't be sick! Not now! Well, lots of fluids, a nap, and some Echanecea all helped. So off we go to feed not quite two dozen Scouts.
Saturday arrives after a completely sleepless night of tossing and turning on a hard, cold floor. We camped out in the Scout Office so we could be inside, but our inflata-bed slowly leaked air like a politician keeping a promise. Plus the floor was bone achingly cold? Ah well... let's just get up and start making breakfast. Happily, we had spent the previous week pre-making the food dishes, so it was mainly heat-n-eat. After a very fun, and long day, we finally decide to crawl into our new infla-bed (purchased during a quick run to town that afternoon). Look, it stays up, yea! But it's still bone chilling cold? Huh? Wha? No insulation from the floor, d'oh. Well, ok, so we wear our jammies, and sweat pants, and jackets, and everything we have to try and warm up. I think we got to sleep about 5:30 in the morning?
Sunday comes, very early, but hey we'll take a nap when we get home, right? So we slog down a cup of coffee and smile at our good fortune. It's another beautiful day, we're surrounded by a group of boys/young men that are a delight to be with, and we're moving again. Yup, woke up on the right side of the dirt again. So we finish the Sunday activities, clean up the place and happily head for home. Along the way , we outline our plan for the rest of the day: shower, eat, then a very long nap, to be followed by being lazy and going to bed.
Right. Life wasn't quite finished with us yet. *chuckle* About 1pm we get a call from our local Red Cross office and yup, we're off again! A house was on fire in Manistee, and we're on call, so we go and canteen about 30 Firemen, and help 3 families to get a place to stay, and some food, and clothes for the next couple of days. That gives those families some breathing room to figure what they will do next, and also really helps the very tired, very dirty, but quite happy to be there Fire, Police and EMT's (that happily weren't needed) to fuel themselves up and carry on. We were on duty for about 5 hours, and we count it as a privilege to help. As a side bonus, we get to socialize with all those wonderful people, and hear some great stories. Nobody was hurt nor injured, and the families were all taken care of nicely.
Ahhh... Sunday night at the hacienda. Usually we we kinda vegetate, maybe a NetFlix night, or just read a good book. And i usually enjoy making a nice repast to celebrate the end of a weekend. Last night, we finished eating the sandwiches we purchased on the way to the fire, had a dram, and crashed long and hard. I just love a happy ending!