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make wonderful, beautiful things

February 22-28, 2005

Feb 28
If it’s Monday, it must be time for an IRS update. So, I called. I was on the phone a total of just 36 minutes today!! They are still processing the first injured spouse claim, but they have now started on the other three!! That’s right! All received and logged into the system. So, in 6-8 weeks, I should see some money.

In other news, the van is officially dead. As in, dh can’t go to work. We are looking into alternatives even as I type. Not a lot we can do vehicle-wise with $300, but………we’re looking into it anyway. Gee willikers, IRS, hurry up!!

We’re sick. Half of us, anyway. The other half is incredibly energetic, causing the rest of us to wince with every shriek.

Time to get moving again, I suppose.

ooh,ooh,ooh It started!! I just pray it makes it back home!

Feb 26
Good Morning! I slept very late today, but I feel better than I have felt in a couple days. We’ll get busy after I drink this second cup of coffee.

Found a mistake several rows back in dh’s sweater, so I had to rip that back last night.Work is progressing nicely on everything else.

I am battling a sudden influx of nasty emails. It’s near constant. I have my mail filtered, but somehow, it’s getting in anyway. I am pretty happy with the size of my organ, and don’t feel the need to enlarge it, so I wish they would leave me alone. *SNORT* Nor am I interested in hot college teens.

Ok, that’s as profound as I can be right now.

Feb 24
Proverbs 24:10 If you fall to pieces in a crisis, there wasn’t much to you in the first place.

This is taken, again, from The Message. Now, as I read that, my whole family is home with me, including the dh who should be at work, and the dd who should be at school. And they are here because the van will not start. I am pleased to report that must be something to me, since I am not in pieces. Instead, we have a plan. Maybe it will even work!

More thought on Terri Schiavo. You know, the mark of any people is how they deal with those who are weak. When the Supreme Court of the United States decided Roe v. Wade, they headed this nation down a very slippery slope. Our children slay each other in the streets, and we ask why. Does it really take a rocket scientist to discern that we as a people have spent 30 years telling children by our actions that life has no value, and now they believe us? We’ve taught them that life is optional.

Now, let’s turn that to Terri. I believe that God is in charge of life. And of death. For whatever reason, He allowed her to live after her collapse. She now sustains that life without mechanical help. She gets food through a tube, this is true, but then babies cannot feed themselves either. In fact, we do not know that she is incapable of eating in the regular way.

In fact, her husband refused her pastor to give her last communion. Now, I am not a Catholic, but I am a faithful woman, and I know what my articles of faith mean to me, what a comfort they are to me. I was so……..I do not even know words to describe how I felt, when I read that he had denied her this sacrament. He said she might choke (but he was killing her anyway, remember). Maybe he was afraid she might swallow, instead.

If that feeding tube is removed, she will not “slip gently into that good night.” Nor will she have a pretty corpse. This is a heinous, barbarous way to die. Her body will consume itself, her lips will crack, her eyeballs shrivel. And it will take quite a while, since she is so inactive. A normal adult will die in 2-3 days without water. She has already lived 6 days without hydration. And we as a nation will watch that, if indeed the tube is removed.

So, as Terri goes, so goes the nation. And if this woman is murdered, we are none of us safe.

Feb 23
Proverbs 21:5 Careful planning puts you ahead in the long run; hurry and scurry puts you further behind.

I like the way The Message words that. It’s so……true. I know I fall into that pit alot, taking off without thinking. And then I have to catch up to myself, LOL!

It applies to how we clean. Stash and dash just means sorting through piles of stuff later.

It applies to how we live. Not planning to refresh ourselves just means burn-out.

It applies to how we train our children. Only dealing with the current misbehavior does nothing to reach the heart.

I’ve decided I like to do my Bible reading after my morning chores are done. I am awake enough to glean something, and it’s not just another “chore to check off” so I can do the next thing.

I’ll be following the Schiavo case today. I am still appalled. And I am looking for places to lay the blame. I’m coming back around to myself, and others like me. I don’t much care for that, but it seems that there must have been some levels of complacent living to bring us to this place. Who was it that said “All that is required for evil to prevail is for good men to do nothing”? Evil is certainly prevailing here, isn’t it? Or at least apparently prevailing.

Personal notes:

My mother called last night trying to guilt me into going to see my Grandmother. Thanks MOM! I called her on it this time, instead of letting her get by with it. See, here is the conversation.

Her: Are you taking the girls to dance tonight?

Me: Patrick is.

Her: Okay (in that tone that says–you’ll be sorry)

Me: I guess I could come and hock a lugie on her like the one I hocked into my own lap this morning. Would that be good? Remember, I am sick, I spent TWO DAYS in bed over the weekend.

And so we hung up. Then I called her back.

Me: Oh, by the way, I can’t drive either until we get the van fixed, because it does not want to start.

Her: You did not tell me that.

Me: I told you we had to have a head on it. You know, you are more than welcome to bring Grandmother here to see us.

Her: Well, if she was able, that would be different.

Me: Well, if I were able, that would be different too, now wouldn’t it? So don’t call me giving me a guilt trip as if I don’t have anything else to deal with. By the way, this other chemo cap is about half way done for Heather.

Her: Oh good, she has the major surgery on the 3rd.

Me: Well, it will be done by then certainly. I’ll have the third one started by then too, but I don’t know how fast it will work up. I haven’t used the pattern before.

Her: Thank you.

Me: You’re welcome.

Note: Grandmother is “able” to do what she wants to do. True, she pays for it by being tired. But she’s always tired anyway. Probably because my mother does not “encourage” her to do stuff.

Furthermore, let me explain what “I can’t drive” means. It means I can’t drive. As in, to church. Like, to the store. As in, I am not leaving home in that van.

Pah, enough of my personal problems!

Feb 22

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