It was a good run

Goodbye Grandpa.

C.

THHBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

That is about how I feel about life right now. Still quiet. Still dealing with crap. My grandmother is slipping further into her dementia, and my grandfather looks like he has aged 25 years in 3 weeks. He is now an invalid who is always on pain, and also, always drooling on himself. My grandparents sit in a room, stare at a wall, and hold on to each other - living only to continue for the other one. Sweet, but heartbreaking. My grandfather slept while I visited today. My grandmother told me the same thing about 17 times. She may not understand what you are saying, but she does make an excellent listener. The whole thing is so rough to handle, I started tearing up 3 times while I was there visiting.

Any wonder I have high blood pressure?

There are good things. Like my friends in Australia will still let me visit and stay in their home. Like shorts from 2 years ago that didn't fit last year, fitting now. Like my mood improving...... Like someone requesting my resume.....

I am really trying to "go with the punches" and to make the best of things. Fortunately for me, I have made a few friends in the past year who I constantly watch exercising those skills. I was not born an optimist, and this is a struggle for me.

Now, to watch some Miss Marple.

My Life - Where The Hits Keep On Comin

In lieu of good stuff happening, more in the onslaught of crap.

Looking at another 5% pay cut. Yeah. Less money, more work.

My grandfather goes into hospice care at a home this weekend, word is they are trying to get my grandmother into the same one.

And I won't even go into the family drama that is bounc=d to kick up.

Did I mention that now I feel like I have to stay at work and not take a few hours off to pack for a camping trip, so I don't fall behind when I have to take a day off for the funeral?

So tonight instead of going out for a friend's birthday, I will visit my grandparents. Not fun for me, but I think my company will mean more to my grandparents than to my friend.

That is why I have been quiet.

Cristin

PS - my new shower rocks. My cat loves it to. So much that I have tired of prying him out of the tub where he sits and watches the water as it creeps towards his paws as I let it heat up. Last night I turned on the shower - on the cat. Hopefully, he learned a lesson. Have a hunch he didn't though - this one ain't the swiftest of critters.

Australia Vacation Photos

What, did you think you were going to see photo's of FUN things? Nope. A plumbing disaster led me to shortening and perhaps canceling my first planned vacation in 2 years. But hey - being able to shower without commuting for the first time in a month is pretty darned handy.

C.

Answered My Own Question

Yeah. So, evidently good things don't come in threes. Or even really last. But the bad crap, oh now that comes in MULTIPLES of 3's.

There isn't even enough wine fix this stuff.

C.
PS - a little prayer for the driver of the car I called 911 over tonight. A car with a handicapped placard was sitting at the light of the offramp from the freeway when I got home. After two cycles of it not moving, or responding the my honking, I drove around it. Lets hope for everyone that someone just left their car there without putting on its hazard lights. Sadly, I have a horrible feeling the person was hunched over in the car, foot still on the brake.

The Running Of The Bulls

That is what it sounds like in my bedroom this morning. Or at least what I imagine it sounds like in Spain when they let the bulls out into the streets for a bit of a jog. Perhaps it would be more descriptive if I said that my cats are trying to escape the bedroom they are locked into, by hurling their bodies at the doors and walls. At least they stopped clawing the doors and haven't started crying yet.

Why the shenanigans, like cats held prisoner, litter box and food in my bedroom? Because today, the Shower of Doom comes out! Yes, I am finally starting construction on a new little bathroom. It is going to be great. At this time next week, yours truly will be able to bath in her own home.

I think I spoke too soon about the cats stopping clawing the walls.

Really though, what is a girl to do? I can't stay home with them today, and I can't have two teenaged cats running into the bathroom where the workers are demolishing my tub enclosure, with saws. Worse yet, it would be just my luck that the cats would get under the tub area after it is removed, and get lost just out of reach. So tough luck kitties, bedroom jail it is.

Oh, and interestingly enough, I finally found the contacts of mine that they lost. The whole case was under the litter box cabinet. I think I would prefer to not have found those again......

Do Good Things Come In Three's Too?

So, First off, Cheers (as this photo cays in Gaelic) to you all.



I have been a very busy girl these past few weeks. Most recently, as in last night, I went to the Giants game to sit and watch some baseball in the rain. But we all know how close of attention I pay to baseball. So, I spent much of my time taking photos like this one, with people, and my friends big fuzzy red hat.



Now, like my stories which often go on many many tangents before they reach there end, my photo's here will too. Here is a photo of my friends camera from Thursday night. Note the artistic elocution of this photo.



Now, back to the big red hat. I too was Christened by it.



Back to my Thursday night. I went to the "nightlife" at the California Academy of Sciences. The place to be, and to be seen. Bizarrely enough, the place was filled with San Francisco's finest, dressed to the nines, ready to mingle, yet only hanging out with their friends. I followed suit. And thank GOD my friends were there because when I saw the girl walk in wearing a cocktail dress more appropriate for an evening wedding, some serious snickering was called for. Of course, I was totally there JUST for the museum. And to prove it, here is a photo of the albino alligator.



Lately, I have been mentioning bits about the shower catastrophe. As I still need to write a story about it, let's just say that quite a bit of this has been going on in my life lately.



And in an effort to help me keep my sanity through it all, my cats have been earning their keep by looking cute like this.



With the help of my mother, I created some modern art for the wall in my office, er. cube, er, whatever you want to call it. Who cares what anyone thinks of it - it has COLOR!!!!



And lastly, another picture of the cats. On the first hot day of their lives. You would think I was torturing them, the way they stretched out.



Anyhow, life lately has been a bizarre mix of good and bad. I think I got three bad things in a row that happened. So I am wondering, do good things come in 3's too?
I hope so.

C