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Best Laid Plans…
Ever since my dad, the healthiest member of our family, suddenly came down with a life threatening condition, I feel like everything has been in a crazy tailspin. Thankfully, good things have been happening along with the bad things so we are all coping but man, you just don’t know what crazy thing could be around the corner!
Before I get to what I want to blog about I should give you an update on my dad. He is home safe and getting his blood checked daily. They have to drive quite a bit to get to the lab but it’s way better than the long drive home from Northern California they just went through. The best news is that it looks like his insurance has been reinstated and might even go into effect retroactively. This is awesome news because he had to borrow money for the expensive shots from my uncle they weren’t sure how they were going to pay him back. This worry off his shoulders is a huge relief.
I talk to my mom and dad daily and everyone seems to be very optimistic. Now all we do is wait for the medication to do it’s thing and his body will eventually break down the clot. Thank you for all your prayers.
So back to plans going haywire. This weekend was supposed to be Elliora’s 2nd birthday party. I had plans to drive down to San Diego Friday night to help Bethany get ready. You know how I am about party prep. I did go ahead and drive down with my parents blessing because there isn’t really anything I can do to help AND I had a sudden craft project come up that required a baby as the model. Bug is at her Dad’s and not really a baby anymore so going down to San Diego was the optimum plan so that Elliora could model for me.
The plan was to party with Ellie on Saturday, (Bug and Toby would come down too) and then craft on Sunday.
And then Annalie threw up. Poor kid. She was so excited for her little sister’s birthday party and then she went and got sick. Poor Bethany. She was in the middle of party prep and suddenly had to navigate whether or not to un-invite all the guests. Was it food poisoning? A virus? Could she, should she go ahead and have a party on only a half an hour of sleep?
In the end everyone decided it was best to cancel and reschedule for next weekend.
We needed more time to get ready anyway. :)
And in the meantime I’m crafting with my little partner. Isn’t she adorable?
I have to admit I was a little worried about E being a model for me. I’ve been doing craft posts with Bug for so long, we have a rhythm to how we do things. She poses with her big brown eyes and every shot turns out. I reward her with frozen yogurt and pedicures and everybody’s happy. Would E be as photogenic? Would she want to do crafts with scary Aunt Brenda? My paycheck depended on these things.
Well, I needn’t have worried.
The answer is yes.
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It’s going to be okay.
The good news is yesterday turned out okay. Thank you for all your kind comments. My Dad is still alive and happy. They aren’t home yet but so far so good.
I plowed on through with my crazy craft project and Isabel loved it. Yay! I guess it did turn out pretty cute even though it was a pain in the neck when I was in the thick of it. I think most of my pain was just my time constraints. Stupid wintertime lack of sunshine. If I could have taken my time, it probably would have been way more fun. So if you are going to try it, pour yourself a tasty beverage and savor every step. Haste makes waste.
I especially love all the paper boxes. I may have to use them in another craft someday. While I was in the middle of making them, it crossed my mind that it might be easier just to make an extra twenty four and use them as box lids and forget the whole calendar cover page thing. But of course little paper boxes has been done before and well so I had to stick with my original plan.
Bug thought it was cool and really, that’s all that matters. I love having a kid at Christmas time. It’s the best.
The other day we put up Christmas lights on our little patio. I’ve never actually put up Christmas lights outside before. I didn’t celebrate it when I was a kid and when I got older it seemed too daunting of a task. But now that we have a tiny little smidge of a patio, it seemed like just the task for me. Two nails, done.
Plus, I hate the sound protection window panes on my patio. I know why they are there, they block out the road noise from a pretty busy street nearby but I used to live on a highway. That road noise is a mere rippling wave compared to the all the squealing crashes, blundering Harleys and bus air breaks that I used to put up with. Mostly I don’t like the windows because they are always dirty and there’s no way I can clean them easily. Half the smudges are paint splatters from all the times they’ve repainted the place. I guess I could ask the management to clean them but I just feel too high maintenance asking. Everyone else seems to be okay with them. I might as well be too.
So lights fixed them right up. Our patio is so happy and cheery now. I can’t stay stressed out that long. Everything is going to be okay.
