2 posts tagged “ikea”

Mom and I are driving up to Round Rock to the IKEA store this morning.

She wasn't feeling well last night, so I suggested we could stay home and do other stuff instead. She said ok, but that she would call me in the morning to let me know how she was feeling.

We're supposed to leave at 8a, so I called after my alarm went off at 7:30a.

No answer.

Now, you must know that strikes fear in my heart.

I laid there for a minute, expecting her to call me right back. She might have been in the bathroom.

But she didn't.

I started thinking of why she wouldn't have answered the phone.

She's been talking about some tree trimming, so she could be out doing that. Right?

So I get up and start getting ready. Do my bathroom stuff. Get dressed. Cook Gigi's breakfast (yes, cook). Turn on the computer. Not necessarily in that order.

I call again at 7:45a. Only this time praying, Please answer . . . please answer . . .

This time, she did. She was still asleep. I called you earlier. "You did? Oh, well, this phone rings soft and the radio was probably on." I could hear her leaping out of bed (as best her 83-year-old body can leap) and told her to take her time. That I'd see her when she got here.

And I thanked God for that.

A Prairie Home Companion

Saw Stranger Than Fiction and A Prairie Home Companion today.

I liked Stranger Than Fiction. As an appreciator of writers, the subject really interested me. For once, I liked Will Farrell, the straight man. And, I guess if you really squint, you can see how I might look like Maggie Gyllenhaal if she was having an off day (thanks for that comparison Kinkish, I'm flattered).

PHC was good, but it had a weird angel sub-plot going on that was unnecessary. There's a possibility that I will attend a conference in Minneapolis/St. Paul in May and I will definitely check to see if Garrison Keillor is in town and get tickets for mom and I.

Yesterday I did some block walking for my neighborhood association. I am running for vice president and we were putting out flyers to let folks know the election is tomorrow night.

Yeah, I'm running, but I won't be there because I will be in Austin seeing the Dixie Chicks! Have I mentioned seeing Shut Up and Sing? It's an excellent documentary about the whole, "We're embarrassed the President is from Texas" debacle. Even if you disagreed with what they said, you should see the movie. It might just change your mind.

Whatever, the Chicks rock. As of tomorrow night, Jill and I will have seen all three tours together. I can hardly wait!

I somehow ended up with a ton of vacation days left this year, so I took Thanksgiving week, and will take the week between Christmas and New Year's, and in between I am taking off every Friday.

Last Friday mom and I went to IKEA in Round Rock. We had a great time, although I almost fell over when they rang up my basket at the end of our four-hour tour (no joke)(although we did eat lunch there too).

Poang chair

I've been wanting to create a little reading nook for myself. The couch just isn't right for it, my favorite chair now belongs to the girls and I need to not always be reading in bed. I bought this chair, except mine is red. I also got a little table to go with it and just need to move my floor lamp to pull it all together. I had to move a chair out of the living room area to make it work, and it does, but now I have to decide what to do with the other chair. Into the second bedroom with all the other things I don't know what to do with I guess.

My Uncle has a follow-up with the Detroit doctors on the 15th. I'd say he's doing better, but it really doesn't sound like it. He's walking well, but still unable to swallow. They were going to do a swallowing test last Friday, but the weather was too bad and the appointment is rescheduled for this Friday.

I haven't been back to see my Godmother. I need to, just so I can see where they have her now. Seems the hospice ladies are in every day and really stay on top of things. I am glad for that.

My Godfather told the boys on Thanksgiving what was going on. The older son understands, the younger is still in denial. He keeps thinking there is something they can do, some drug they can find that will make her all better again. I think he is not going to take this well when the time comes. It's sad.

Have I mentioned how Thanksgiving sucked? I started to post about it earlier, but man, I always complain about the holidays. I've disliked them for years. Jill has invited us over for Thanksgiving for years now and we decided this was the year to give it a try. Never again. I almost fell over when we got there and I saw the turkey still in the sink thawing. At noon. Ugh. We didn't eat until 7:50 pm. Needless to say, I was starving! It was just a weird mix of family and friends, we won't be back...   

I hate that I have lost the holiday spirit. Years ago I dated a guy with two kids. When we broke up, Christmas was never the same. Then my Godmother started to falter. I know that's life and all, but I just want to find peace, joy and happiness in my heart this time of year. And it's not there.

Gee, guess I should post more often and not let it all build up into one big Ba-Humbug message, huh?