Showing posts with label Floods. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Floods. Show all posts

Friday, April 19, 2013

Can bearly fit anything else in the garage!

I had a talk with Cain and all is well.  I understand now.  And yes....he is questioning all things.  And we are all praying that he becomes a believer....the tattoo will still be appropriate as he will always be stiving to learn.  Thank-you for all your comments.  This was a hard one for me and I was comforted my your words.

On to the weather.  Snow on April 19th in Northern Illinois?  Lots of rain and flooding.  We are by the Fox River but way up the hill and are in no danger.  My daughter lives a stone's throw away from the Rock River and I am concerned.  She is not.  I think she has had so much crap happen in her life that she just ducks and hope it goes right over.

Hunter leaves Monday to Hunt Turkey in Northern Wi. at his friends farm.  At first it was going to be for 11 days.  Now I heard 4.  Big difference!  I am hoping 11 days and here is why.  And this will probably sound really lame to you but I am honest enough to admit the truth - I get to watch TV!  I grew up on a tv watching family and my ex-husband and my late husband and well....Hunter used to comment about what he called my "constantly watching tv..".    Turns out that he is the one who watches it all the time.  As you know....we are down to one little tv in the kitchen.  And he is always in there and he watches everything I do not.  Ever the good wife....I try to get interested but here's the rub.  I CAN'T STAND CHANNEL FLIPPING!!!!!

So anyway.....let's hope he is gone for 11 days although....well, do turkeys like to play in snow?
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This is one of two that we have in our garage.  Long story that pisses me off but I will keep it simple here.....who would want a stuffed bear if they didn't kill it?  Isn't that like buying a trophey that you didn't earn?




Wednesday, April 17, 2013

The cross of confusion.

My oldest grandson Cain just turned 18 and got a tattoo.  I am fine with that.  But.....it is called the cross of confusion.  It is not a good thing.  He is smart and he had to have known what it meant.  If he is kind of sitting on the fence about believing.....well, that's just not something you get a permanent tattoo of.  I am very saddened by this.  He had it posted on facebook but has since taken it down.  There must be a reason.  He is not someone who will readily talk about anything.  (None of my daughter's kids are.) 
Yesterday at the track meet-as always when I am with Dawn and her family-I feel invisible.  I am sure it is just my perception.  I know the kids always ask mom if Granny is coming.
Let's add a shit-ton of rain and darkness and I am in the depression pit again.  On the bright side....at least I am not in that mental state of feeling blank.
I have sooooo given up on ever having a home.  I am afraid to get rid of all my stuff because I might need to sell it to get money to live-although I realize that I am probably thinking exaggeratedly.  Than there is the true knowledge that I will still be living in a house with holes in the walls and floors and ripped up carpeting and uninsulated windows decorated by all manner of taxidermy.
And yes.....I am aware that this is nothing compared to those who are suffering due to the terrible tragedies that just keep coming.  Innocent people.  So many innocent, good people suffering needlessly.  Why?  What is wrong with people?  So much evil in the world today.  I hate it.  I hate that there is nothing I can do about it but pray.
Hikari