We were the closest family possible. Our world was turned upside down on 05/03/09 when my best friend, the person I love most next only to our children, my sister Trina was diagnosed with stage IV breast cancer. Her body gave out on her on 01/09/10 but she will ALWAYS be a part of our daily life and will continue to be in my posts. I started my blog to chronicle our daughter's international adoption from Guatemala and have continued to use it as a journal.

What you will find is my family trying to adapt to our new lives that were handed to us.

Friday, August 23, 2013

No Thank You

It has been warm here lately so the kids usually go to bed with their ceiling fans on. During one of the multiple times I get up and check on them during the night I'll turn off the fan and cover them up. Valentina is always warm so I leave her fan on the longest and yet when she crawls into bed with me every morning around 7 am her little feet are like ice cubes. She also kicks off her blanket so whenever I check on her I touch her leg or arm to see if she even needs to be covered up. Well I just went in to check on her and just like always I felt her leg. She was warm. Just to make sure I touched her arm. Her eyes fluttered open and in her raspy, groggy voice asked "what?" I told her I was just checking to see if I needed to cover her up. She turned over and just before she conked out again she said "no thank you."

Now that is what I call manners.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

All Questions No Answers

Why do they call it beautiful, natural, beachy curls because when I go to the beach my hair ends up a wild, crazy, hot mess that resembles someone from A Flock Of Seagulls?

Why do I think Asa be more affectionate with Trina than he is with me or is it because he's almost 9 that he isn't big into hugging me and jumping into my lap anymore?

Why in the hell did I believe the bride when she told me I WOULD be able to wear that mint green strapless ball gown of a bridesmaid dress again? And why the hell did I tell her that yes, I COULD wear it again?

Why are muppets and puppets so fucking freaky?

Why do we do our best thinking in the shower? Yes, I was in the shower when I came up with this blog post idea.

Why am I so loyal to a BlackBerry when it can't do shit and I have to reboot it once a week?

Why can't I bite the bullet and paint my kitchen?

Why can't I take down the red Christmas lights that have been in my living room windows for over a year?

Why can't I keep track of my scissors?

Why do I still have so much shit when I just had a yard sale and then hauled a pickup bed FULL of stuff along with a trunk load of stuff to Goodwill?

Why did I refuse to take the $3 that asshole offered me at the yard sale for an item that I had marked for $10 but I ended up giving it to Goodwill anyway?

Why are some people assholes?

Why does Valentina's fashion style have to be so different from mine?

Why do I have so much clutter on my countertops?

Why can't Norm have ONE SPOT to keep his shit instead of cluttering up my countertops with it?

Why haven't we had nice, hot, swimming weather when we're in the middle of August?

Why haven't I bought the school supplies yet?

Why does Valentina have to pull every damn toy out every damn day and make the family room such a mess?

Why does Norm care how I redo the bedroom when I have managed to redo the whole house and he likes it?

Why am I never going to be fully done with decorating the house?

Why do I keep changing things in the house?

Why can't we do a big family vacation for a week every year?

Why does your gall bladder make you so sick when it stops working when you don't need it in the first place?

Why can't my dining room table be one of those beautiful ones in the magazines where it's set with dishes all the time?

Why am I so obsessive about what order I put my clothes on?

Why do some people have mental illness and others don't?

Why are some people so stupid?

Wednesday, August 07, 2013

Grama Dee

Grama Dee, Norm's grandma who moved here just over a year ago from Albuquerque, died yesterday. Grandpa died over 5 years ago and she was of course devastated. They had lived through the loss of a son about 15 years ago which also broke their hearts. Grama Dee lived a very full life and the kids adored her. She especially loved Asa, which always made me smile. She thought Asa was just the most perfect child from the very first picture I sent to her way back when I was just a very proud aunt. She adored Valentina too and found it very fitting that I had a daughter who is headstrong and outspoken. "I don't know where she got that" she would tease me. Actually Grama Dee and I would often say that we were very alike. Grama Dee didn't take shit from anyone, she told it like it was and didn't pull any punches.

We were fortunate to have spent all day Easter with Grama. She came over to our house and watched the kids do their Easter egg hunt. I think the biggest gift she gave me, and what I always take with me, is she told me what a good mom I was to put together such an elaborate egg hunt for the kids. She knew how difficult Easter was for me but she told me often that all that mattered was that I had made the holiday fun and special for Asa and Valentina and I had exceeded that.

Thank you Grama Dee.

Easter 2013