Riley is almost a year now!! Can you believe it?! The past year has gone by WAYYYY too fast and we are sad to see our little man growing up? He FINALLY is getting teeth :) He cut 2 yesterday and has 4 more on the way...it is so exciting, especially with all my dental issues and lack of teeth :) Riley is such a joy in our lives and sometimes when I get home from work at night I tell Jeff I want to wake Riley up so I can play and cuddle with him...of course I don't because I would regret it, but at the time it sounds fun!
Well my dad's mom has suddenly become very ill. She has had ongoing health issues for the last year or so, but in the past week things have taken a turn for the worst. They found her about a week and a half ago pretty much unconscious at her house and hours from death. They nursed her back to health in the ICU and then transferred her over to a regular hospital room after a few days. Well they told her she would be able to go home a few days after that but then she came down with pneumonia. Things are getting worse and not better. She is not producing any white blood cells, and do to her previous illness, there is no way she will be able to. She is having blood transfusions like crazy because her red count is down as well, but the transfusions aren't doing anything either...it's an uphill climb at the moment. They don't expect her to make it much longer...the Dr. said it could be 2 hours, 2 days, but no more than 2 weeks. I don't want to dwell on the fact that she isn't going to be around much longer. I want to remember the good times with her! I remember going shopping with her when my brother and I would visit and she would buy me a whole package of Werther's Originals...it was awesome! Every time I eat one I totally think of her. I used to show off my new dance moves in her den and do performances. I would visit the old lady across the street with dogs and she would give me treats. I remember her bringing back food from Pennsylvania and making shoo-fly pie. I remember the Thanksgiving when she brought a pie to dinner and there was a dead mouse in the box and I FREAKED out and wouldn't eat any of the pie even though the mouse didn't touch it. I remember her being such an amazing wonderful grandmother and such a joy to be around. These are the things I want to remember...so here's to you Nana Jean!!! I love you :)
Lastly, today my worst nightmare came true. I dropped Riley off with Jeff's mom on Thursday's like I always do so I could go to work. Well, I got back in my car and headed off towards the salon. I had been driving about 2 minutes when I was getting back on Hwy 89 and going under an overpass. I noticed the pavement move and thought that was wierd. I was NOT prepared for what would happen next. A bird flew up and SMACK...hit my windshield. I am SOOOOOOO afraid of birds...almost to the point of hysteria. Anyway, it hits my windshield, I close my eyes, scream, and then open them again. I am now driving in the breakdown lane towards the barrier. I quickly get back on the road and look at my windshield...thankfully it is not broken, however, it IS smeared with bird. I used my windshield wipers a few times and call my mom. She has a good laugh, but then I get serious. "Mom, I think it's on the roof of my car." "Carrie it is NOT on the roof of your car...I promise!" "I'm not so sure about that...I think it is waiting for me so when I get out it can attack." "Carrie, the bird is dead." "How do you know?" "Carrie, it was smeared on your windshield." "Mom, I don't believe you, can you please stay on the phone until I get to work so if it attacks me you can call 911?" "(Laughing) Yes, I'll stay on the phone." Ok...so she wins. It wasn't on the roof...but I was sure it was. I hate birds...it was horrible. I wanted to throw up and cry a lot. But I was strong :) I'm still not sure why God made birds though.
My dad is an avid bowler...we've been bowling since we were like 6 years old. He started us kids out in the Mickey/Minnie league...I even had my own pink bowling ball. Well at the beginning of high school I decided bowling wasn't something I wanted to pursue so I stopped. I think deep down inside my dad wished I had continued...and to be honest there are times I wish I had too...not to be conceited, but I was pretty good. Anyway, my dad has continued to bowl and is wicked good! He had to stop while he was in his chemo treatments and it was sad for all of us not to see him be able to participate in something he loves so much! Well, anyway he started back this season and is bowling in a few leagues. Tonight, my mom called to tell me that he had bowled his first 300!!! That is so amazing...it is a perfect game...12 strikes in a row!!! Not a ton of people can say they have accomplished this. I am so proud of my dad!! Way to go Daddy!!!
