Just sitting on my porch tonight enjoying the nice weather here in Ohio. Eighty-six degrees doesn't happen often here in April. I did not know what to post tonight, and behold God let me know with the weather. I love my front porch, and it is probably one of my most favorite things about my house. The reason is because as a child we sent many of nights sitting on the front porch. My dad, my mama, and my siblings. My parents loved to sit on the porch watching the traffic, thunderstorms and anything else that was interesting. I remember the most is my mom ALWAYS having a beer with my dad. Guess what I am doing right now? Yeah you guessed it, sitting here with a Miller Chill, my mama's favorite beer as well as mine, wishing I could share this moment with her on my porch. We didn't get any of those being we bought our house months before she got sick. It's days like these that I miss her the most. When I think about the memories we will never get to share. It just happened so quick, and I think of the things I wish I would have taken the time to do as an adult with her. So do me a favor, tonight call your mom, whether you are close or not, and let her know how much you love her and appreciate all she has done...you just never know if there will be a day when you can not share those thoughts with her.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
So today has been a little crappy in to regards to my husband. This morning I received a text message from him freaking out. They called a meeting for all of the salaried employees, but he was not told about it. Everyone but him had to attend. The reason he is so worried is that the last four people who got fired, the same thing happened to them. He said the GM acted as if they did not existed. I think this is totally strange. He has been on pins and needles all day and is pretty moody. I don't know what to do or how to make him feel better, any suggestions? I know that God would never give us something we could not handle, but seriously the suspense is killing me inside.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Well I would like to scream for joy that the termites are officially NOT in our house! The termite guy came out this past Friday while my husband was home and looked everything over. I was a little nervous that my husband was not going to remember all of my questions, but he is wonderful and got them all out. The inspector told us the lines in the steps were from the previous infestation almost over twenty years ago. What a relief! I have been walking on pins and needles for the last two weeks. He told us that we would have seen numerous tunnels in the basement if they were active. So since our house is 80 years old anyways he suggested that we just redo the landing...which we were going to work on anyways this summer. Now on to worrying about something other than these creepy crawlers!
Thursday, April 9, 2009
due to these little guys up above. I may have even had numerous nightmares this week. Let me explain, in case you do not know what the above pesky little insects are, they are a homeowners worst nightmare. Yes, TERMITES. On Sunday we were trimming the dead branches off the lilac bush when my husband cut through the wood and handed it to me. I immediately noticed these little suckers feasting on dinner. I was quick to tell my husband that the piece of wood he just gave me contained live termites. He told me I was crazy...then after slamming the wood onto the sidewalk he was convinced also. Thanks to my mother-in-law who came to the rescue with some bug spray. We quickly removed the whole bush inspecting as we went, we wanted to make sure they were all removed. Now the small problem is the fact that the bush sits about 12 inches away from the house. I quickly go into panic mode. You need to understand that I am TERRIFIED of these little boogers for the mere fact that they will eat me out of my home. This all started June 2007 when we got our home inspection. The inspector made us aware he found some non active tunnels in the basement. We had it inspected then by a pest control company who went on to tell us there was no infestation, and no sign of damage. We then proceeded to get the house treated and having the seller split the cost so I could sleep at night. Fast forward almost two years and I have forgot about the little devils. Luckily I pulled up the contract, called the pest company and was made aware they are responsible for any new signs within the two years and must spray at no cost to us. So all night I have been down in the basement imagining the worst and looking for evidence of a new infestation. Call me crazy, but I am past the point of being paranoid. My husband is ready to shot me, and I think I have made myself physically ill.
Hopefully the guy who did the inspection will call me back tomorrow, so we can get this over with and I can sleep once again! If you have nothing better to do, please pray that this is an fragment of my imagination and I return to normal soon. Has any one else ever had to deal with these pesky insects?
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Today, 49 years ago, my mother Deborah Anne was born. Unfortunately, she is unable to celebrate her birthday this year. On July 23, 2008 she lost her courageous battle with cancer. Today is one of my tough "grieving days". Even though I am with a heavy heart today, my mother would want me to celebrate. When I think of her, the first thing I see is that huge smile she had. It is still hard to remember what she looked like before the cancer took a hold of her body, but even when it did, it never took her smile or her spirit. My mother was one tough cookie, showing strength that I was not even aware that she had. I want to reflect on the kind of mother she was for the 26 years I had with her. She was loving, kind, never missed an event for her children. She would go without the clothes on the back for the six of us. I was so fortunate for the mother I had, and for the values and morals she instilled within me. So even though the road will be long without her, and some days I feel that I can't go on without her, I know one thing for sure; she is in my heart. I would give ANYTHING in the world to have her here again, but unfortunately God doesn't work that way. I am lucky to be a spitting image of her, I thank God for that. So today mama, I may be sad I don't have you here, I know that you are having the most wonderful birthday up in heaven with your daughter, and my sister Angeila. I know that makes you smile to be with her again. Don't worry, I have not broken my promise, I am taking care of Dad and everyone else the best I can.
I would like to leave you with some pictures of my mom. (Which are above) Fortunately before she passed we had a wedding session together knowing she would not make it to my special day. She was beautiful no matter what, and I will always love her for that.