Life As A House...

I borrow this title from the movie I accidentally watched this afternoon. I say accidentally, because after all the drama we've experienced the last few days,  we returned home and collapsed in relief (the whole family napped), not even aware that we were wound so tight!

It was never a movie I would have chosen from the blurb.  I avoid sadness like a rabbit avoids dogs.  I have known enough, not be entertained by it. I want to laugh in my life and tend to do that, even, when it seems inappropriate, but that is me. At the hospital, my BIL asked, you do know this is serious, don't you?  Ah, but he doesn't know me well, or he would have known, I WAS serious.

In the movie there were revelations, laughter, romance, dreams and death with Kevin Kline, Kristin Scott Thomas, Mary Steenburgen and a load of other wonderful actors and actresses.

I lay on the couch, very aware of my blessings, and so aware of my ungratefulness.  I cried.  I like to think it was because of the movie.

Home, Again...

Hubby has his wings clipped...can't drive, can't lift and he's mad because he was gonna build some fence.  He had it all pushed and ready to start setting posts as soon as he fixed the bushhog.  Sorry, honey!

While I was retrieving the hubby, Andrew was going to the doctor with his mom, now I have two sick ones.  Life around here is a thrill a minute!!! 

I head back to work tomorrow and who's knows what will happen when I am gone this time!  Got some calves due, was going to take some cattle to market, was gonna mow the yard, was gonna clean house!  I guess I have a basket full of "wasgonnas" but they can wait.

The hospital bills are rolling in from his last surgery and now my chest is hurting...just stress!  I will survive, we all will and that is the blessing in this whole kit 'n kaboodle mess!