Monday, August 16, 2010

Tough day for my dear friend....

Hard news today for my friend. Please hold her and her family close to you heart. Spent some time with her at the hospital late this afternoon.

Rosie and I had a day. We exercised and I trimmed her hair for her. The dryer was delivered and we have it up and running all by ourselves since the Sears people will not put the vent and electric cord on it unless you buy new ones, which I didn't want to do since the ones we had were perfectly fine! Anyhow, we got that done with careful reading of the directions. And....it is so quiet and actually WORKS!!! The clothes get dry. They are not burnt. AMAZING.

Brent and Fred got rid of the old non-working microwave on Sat before Fred left. Then, they returned the newly acquired non-functioning microwave and got another one that they insisted they check before leaving the store. SO....it works. Brent is in process of fixing the cabinet around it.

In fact, I thought my new shelf and cabinet would be all set when I got home from the hospital. But, no. Instead, he and Rosie were out in the yard working like crazy people, sawing off limbs and hauling them about from a HUGE tree that fell this afternoon. (Poor Rosie thought someone had run their car into the house when it fell!) Luckily, it did not hit the fence, nor the house, nor any person. It did not take out any other important trees including our willow, nor did it knock any other trees onto the fence. And even more importantly, it didn't hit the newly installed garden that Rosie created for me. Brent and Rosie got branches off azaleas and other things so they wouldn't be any worse damaged than they already were, but everything looks pretty good considering. We will have to get some folks in to cut up the rest and haul it off.

Sunday we took Fred-o to Knoxville. Moving in was the usual college bedlam of crowded, slow elevators (He lives on the 11th floor...a climb he, Brent and Rosie made many times!!) and general chaos. My job is more about sitting with "stuff" and making the bed. He was happy to be back with his friends and in his own place again. We miss him dreadfully...but it is as it should be.

Tired with all the events of the day. Hope yours was much less chaotic. - c

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