Drive by, part deux
Oh, look! Two in two days!
* I'm planning an awesome museum trip to see an exhibit of sculptures and installations on the theme of light. It's a holiday thing, at the Clay Center, about 3 blocks from where I work, so we can just walk over there during class time. It's going to be pretty awesome. I'm excited about it, and the principal said she might go over with us during a class period. She's an art lover -- she actually wanted to be an art teacher at one point, but decided to go with English.
* My Grandma's health is deteriorating pretty rapidly. Last time I saw her (Saturday) she could shuffle across the floor and feed herself. Now she can't even talk or get up. It's really sad. In a way, it's a good thing -- if she's going to go, I guess it's better that it happen quickly. But that's not what we want, of course. I want her to just magically get better, and get back to making wiseass remarks that crack everyone up and running around, wearing everyone out. This really sucks. A home care RN is coming in the morning to help my parents figure out what's going on with her and what the next move should be. I'm hoping they'll just say "oh, it's these two medications we overlooked. We'll switch her and she'll be normal again." But I'm afraid that's too easy to happen like that anywhere but on the Hallmark channel. Part of me wants her to just die in her sleep while having a really nice dream, and be welcomed into heaven to be with everyone she knows and loves who went before her. And Cody. And part of me doesn't want to give up just yet. I guess that's the deal with this death thing -- no matter which side of it you're on, you're never ready to let go.
* Mike's doing well. He's gotten some specialty automotive work -- engine go fast vroom, vroom, yay cars. I don't know what he's doing down there in the garage, but it involves grinding and shiny metal parts and has something to do with making the car faster. That's about the extent of my automotive knowledge, but apparently, he's a guru of sorts in this department and people actually want to pay for him to do this stuff, so he must be really good. It's time-consuming, but he enjoys it, and it's kind of neat to watch him doing his thing when I'm not trying to keep Jonathan from watching him doing his thing. Maybe I'll eventually learn what all the pretty, shiny parts do.
* The kids have accepted that Cody is their angel dog and that he is looking down at them from doggie heaven when he's not playing with the other angel doggies and getting angel dog snacks. This really works for them. It's like the kid version of "he's in a better place." They're taking it better than I am, so I feel like a big dorkus. But it hasn't even been a week, yet, and grief always has this way of sneaking up and kicking your ass when you least expect it. I have a feeling that I should be expecting it quite a bit in the near future, unfortunately. We're going to make a little stepping stone memorial for him sometime this weekend.
* I've decided to try once more to jury in to some art associations. Remember, I started to do that but just didn't get enough pieces together/had some personal things to deal with/chickened out before. Looks like most of that won't happen until Spring, but I have plenty of time to get a bunch of photos printed up and matted and framed, portfolio (hard copy, not computer) put together, and snazzy outfit bought before then.
* Got a badass haircut. It's an "inverted bob" kind of Maggie Gyllenhaal sort of 'do. It's curly and bouncy and really easy to deal with in the morning. Yay! I'm back to shorter hair, so I guess I'll have to update my userpic. Again.
* That's more than I meant to write. I really should go to bed. I've been trying to get better sleep, and it is paying off. Sleep is gooooooood. I keep telling myself that when there are so many things I really want or need to do and there are just not enough hours in the day... but it does make a difference when I get enough sleep. A huge difference. I just am not one of those people who can get 5-6 hours of sleep every night without it totally screwing up my life at some point.
*G'night, y'all.
* I'm planning an awesome museum trip to see an exhibit of sculptures and installations on the theme of light. It's a holiday thing, at the Clay Center, about 3 blocks from where I work, so we can just walk over there during class time. It's going to be pretty awesome. I'm excited about it, and the principal said she might go over with us during a class period. She's an art lover -- she actually wanted to be an art teacher at one point, but decided to go with English.
* My Grandma's health is deteriorating pretty rapidly. Last time I saw her (Saturday) she could shuffle across the floor and feed herself. Now she can't even talk or get up. It's really sad. In a way, it's a good thing -- if she's going to go, I guess it's better that it happen quickly. But that's not what we want, of course. I want her to just magically get better, and get back to making wiseass remarks that crack everyone up and running around, wearing everyone out. This really sucks. A home care RN is coming in the morning to help my parents figure out what's going on with her and what the next move should be. I'm hoping they'll just say "oh, it's these two medications we overlooked. We'll switch her and she'll be normal again." But I'm afraid that's too easy to happen like that anywhere but on the Hallmark channel. Part of me wants her to just die in her sleep while having a really nice dream, and be welcomed into heaven to be with everyone she knows and loves who went before her. And Cody. And part of me doesn't want to give up just yet. I guess that's the deal with this death thing -- no matter which side of it you're on, you're never ready to let go.
* Mike's doing well. He's gotten some specialty automotive work -- engine go fast vroom, vroom, yay cars. I don't know what he's doing down there in the garage, but it involves grinding and shiny metal parts and has something to do with making the car faster. That's about the extent of my automotive knowledge, but apparently, he's a guru of sorts in this department and people actually want to pay for him to do this stuff, so he must be really good. It's time-consuming, but he enjoys it, and it's kind of neat to watch him doing his thing when I'm not trying to keep Jonathan from watching him doing his thing. Maybe I'll eventually learn what all the pretty, shiny parts do.
* The kids have accepted that Cody is their angel dog and that he is looking down at them from doggie heaven when he's not playing with the other angel doggies and getting angel dog snacks. This really works for them. It's like the kid version of "he's in a better place." They're taking it better than I am, so I feel like a big dorkus. But it hasn't even been a week, yet, and grief always has this way of sneaking up and kicking your ass when you least expect it. I have a feeling that I should be expecting it quite a bit in the near future, unfortunately. We're going to make a little stepping stone memorial for him sometime this weekend.
* I've decided to try once more to jury in to some art associations. Remember, I started to do that but just didn't get enough pieces together/had some personal things to deal with/chickened out before. Looks like most of that won't happen until Spring, but I have plenty of time to get a bunch of photos printed up and matted and framed, portfolio (hard copy, not computer) put together, and snazzy outfit bought before then.
* Got a badass haircut. It's an "inverted bob" kind of Maggie Gyllenhaal sort of 'do. It's curly and bouncy and really easy to deal with in the morning. Yay! I'm back to shorter hair, so I guess I'll have to update my userpic. Again.
* That's more than I meant to write. I really should go to bed. I've been trying to get better sleep, and it is paying off. Sleep is gooooooood. I keep telling myself that when there are so many things I really want or need to do and there are just not enough hours in the day... but it does make a difference when I get enough sleep. A huge difference. I just am not one of those people who can get 5-6 hours of sleep every night without it totally screwing up my life at some point.
*G'night, y'all.