claire

I called mom yesterday midmorning and was surprised when Claire answered the phone. She had a snow day. After I talked to her for a bit, I asked to talk to Grandma, and she said "okay hold on." A few seconds later, Claire comes back on the phone and, in a deeper voice says "Hey, I'm grandma. What do you want?" I chatted with her for a bit and she said things like "You need to come home immediately!" Her voice kept getting deeper, and I said "You know, I'm starting to think this is actually grandpa, not grandma." And she goes into the lowest voice possible and says "OY. That's because this IS grandpa. What do you want?" ......the conversation continued for a bit.
I was impressed with her improvisational skills. :)

Oh, and last night, Holly told me that about 6am I screamed and threw the covers off, got out of bed and stood there in the middle of the room. She asked if I was okay and I said "Yeah, I think so." Then I got back into bed and went to sleep. I don't remember any of this.

i had a dream too

except mine was more em-bare-assing. long story short, i kept trying to get dressed after a shower, but random people i didn't even know kept walking into the room, so i'd leave and go into another room to change. every time i walked into the other room, the people would stare because my butt was hanging out the back of the towel, which was flapping happily in a slight breeze. (the towel was flapping, not my butt...well, maybe a little of both.) (i thought i should "claire-ify" that for y'all.)

I have a dream

Last night I dreamt that I was standing around talking to Brian and Rachel, and Rachel said, "My cervix feels funny," and boom! There arrived the baby 2 seconds later! Only instead of Johanna, the baby was a boy.

Medical Report

I had my first post-op doctor's visit on Wednesday. Nothing much to say, except incisions are healing up nicely, and it is now legal for me to do the things I have been doing for the last several days; e.g. slipping my arm out of the sling to get dressed, taking a shower (now I am allowed to get the incisions wet) and sleeping in my own bed. I now have a new fashion accessory---a big black dorky brace covering my forearm, wrist and hand. I go back on Jan. 31st and at that point, if all is well, I begin PT.

Long Term Sub Job

I will be subbing full time starting about mid-March at Hillsdale Middle School. This will go through the end of the school year. An 8th grade Math and Language Arts teacher is having a baby and going on maternity leave. I was called and asked if I would be interested and I interviewed with the principal, the departing teacher, and another 8th grade teacher today. It looks great and I am very excited. The drive is only 15 minutes (about 10 miles) and I can still continue to work at NW's after school program. I really hope this goes well and that it will help me gain a job next year.

Back from the dead

Since no one has posted on here in a month, I thought I'd say hi.

Lessee. Wes' dad had another heart attack right after Christmas (this is number 5, 6, or 7, depending on whose count you believe). The good news is that he is home and feels fine. The bad news is that he lost another 20% of his heart (he had already yet lost a third in previous heart attacks). Plus the fact that he lost more means that he has a blocked artery, but they can't do an angioplasty or even another heart cath because his health overall is so poor. So please pray about that.

Thanks to Brian and Dad, we now have new, non-leaking, functional water lines in the entire house (except the downstairs bath, which we held off on until we remodel that). That was an unexpected hitch in the holiday week, but something that was on our long-term to do list, plus I finally got a hose for my flower beds out of it, so we're happy.

We're still remodelling the upstairs bathroom, and will be for a while yet since these other events took up a lot of time that we weren't expecting, but we sealed the plaster on the cement board and put on the first code of paint yesterday. Next up: installing the floor heating system and tiling the floor.

Wes is making good progress on his new book (yay), and I am back at the office (boo). Baxter, Bert and Ernie are all still fat and stupid and cuddly, so life is as it should be.