Life Happens In Bunches

To be sure life happens in bunches. It’s not like I haven’t been inspired to write but I couldn’t figure out in what direction to proceed. At work one of the Resident’s father passed away. We have been counselling her and hopefully some it may have helped her. My Dad is still recovering from brain surgery and my Mom health is ok but this is still a very emotional time. My sister in law’s mother is undergoing chemotherapy but she seems to be getting a bit better. The staff at our group home went through a horrendous grumpy period where everyone was on edge. I can’t figure out why, I know what may have contributed to it but we’ve gone through tough times before without being so evil towards each other. Thankfully that seems to be over. It seems that no matter what happens we will stand up for each other when all is said and done. We heard by accident that our reputation at head office is still mud and no matter what good we do or how much time has passed we are still known as trouble makers. This I don’t mind as much because we stood up for our Resident’s and ourselves. It only bothers me because a comment was made implying that we didn’t deserve to go to an outside training session. Got to love paying over and over for standing up to your convictions. Got to love office politics.

My niece Trista planned a party this weekend for my parents. The get together was in appreciation for everything they have done for us as well as a happy occasion to perk up everyone’s spirits. It was not without it’s usual family drama but hey it will make a good story if I can put a humorous twist to it. Trista had a well-put together party and I am very proud of why she did it. Arlene did all the yummy salads and the desserts were quite good. I would be unbuckling my belt now if I had one. My new nephew is talking up a storm, this after being so unwordy for so long. Quinton is now repeating everything he hears. Thank goodness we are not a swear dependent family. He is seen here with a favourite toy car ready to drive the bug on some adventure.

Amazing what we go through and think nothing of it but we get stuck on the petty or small details and worry that to death.

Prelinger Archives

Prelinger Archives

A must see web site. This site contains a huge data base of videos. For example the instructional movie, Duck and Cover. It's a movie from 1951 on what to do in case of a nuclear attack. They even have an anti-pornography film produced by financier Charles Keating, linking pornography to the Communist conspiracy and the decline of Western civilization.

Below is a quote from the site explaining it’s purpose;
Prelinger Archives remains in existence, holding approximately 4,000 titles on videotape and a smaller collection of film materials acquired subsequent to the Library of Congress transaction. Its goal remains to collect, preserve, and facilitate access to films of historic significance that haven't been collected elsewhere. Included are films produced by and for many hundreds of important US corporations, nonprofit organizations, trade associations, community and interest groups, and educational institutions.

I have Cold!!! Misery to All

I have a cold. From what I have heard it is 3 days to develop a cold, 3 days to have it and 3 days to get rid of the cold. A whole 9 days of misery? Right now I am on day 2 of the cold, unless I was developing the cold and didn’t have major symptoms then I should be on day 4. Woo Hoo!!, only 5 more days. It’s the drippy nose and the mucus; I can suffer through the other stuff but not that. Very attractive. I did notice that I am not connecting thoughts as well as I should. The old Blank Chicken Stare can result in very funny situations. Soon if I actually get better I will write about that. Speaking of chickens, Lincoln (the Border Collie) is doing the midnight rubber chicken run again. I keep finding the rubber chicken in odd places. It was placed on the window bench last night and half hidden by the washroom door the night before. Real fun in my cold addled state to step on a squeaky toy and have Lincoln right there to try and grab it in play.

Sniffle and snuffling away.