Didn't think so.
I try to write and post every day...not because I think I have any wise words, and not because I think anyone is waiting with baited breath to read what I have to say.
No, I write to keep myself in the habit of writing. I'm a pretty quiet person by nature...introspective...and somewhat of an introvert. I love people, and I love being with people that I know, and having a good time visiting. But, as quick as those times are over, I want to hole up in my house...and just spend some time thinking about and reflecting on everything that went on.
Maybe I'm a slow processor?
I also write, because I want my children...and especially my grandchildren...to know my heart.
There hasn't been a whole lot going on this week. Joshua went to Therapeutic Recreation 3 days. His group went to the mall one day, and they were able to shop for family and friends.
The very first time Joshua went, years ago, I wasn't sure how much money to send with him. He really has NO concept of money, except to know that the higher numbers are more expensive, and the lower numbers are cheaper. But if you give him money, and try to relate actual money to the cost of something...9 times out of 10...he won't be able to figure it out.
That first time, I think I sent him with around $60. He spent $12 on a CALENDAR...you know, from one of those kiosks in the mall...and then spent $40 on a "throw blanket" for me. Which, if you've read here long, you know that we are "BLANKET PEOPLE," so we all love us a throw blanket. It's just that my mother-in-law gives every member of my family a "throw blanket" for Christmas...every.single.year.
We've got blankets out the whazoo.
Anyway, he barely had enough money for lunch at Chick-Fil-A that day, which, really, is the point of any trip to the mall...as far as he's concerned.
Now, he "shops" and looks with his FRIENDS, and takes pictures of items on his phone. I try to meet him at the mall...and then I take him from the group, and we shop together for the ideas he's put on his phone. It doesn't really give him the independence of the money thing, but that is really hard for him anyway...and this way works so much better. For him.
On Wednesday, the FRIENDS were invited to decorate City Hall. They do this every year, but THIS year, they were treated to pizza for lunch. The FRIENDS were so happy!
And on Thursday, they had fitness...and then they ate at the Center, and spent the afternoon working on their Christmas play.
This year, the TR group is doing, "Santa Claus is Coming to Town." Joshua is playing Father Kringle. I can't wait to see it.
Jim was out-of-town for the first part of the week, but came home on Wednesday night...and I was so happy! He was a BIG help with the puppy.
Oh, remember the puppy I got for Joshua?
Yeah. She is super sweet, but she is totally consuming my life. I am thankful Jim was here to help me. He was home on Thursday morning, and then had jury duty orientation on Thursday afternoon...and then he took a day of vacation on Friday.
Winner, winner, chicken dinner!
Speaking of chicken, he bought some chicken wire lookin' stuff for our fence. Our yard has a privacy fence on three sides. The 4th side...the side that faces the street...is wrought iron fencing...on both sides of our house. The puppy is able to go right through the bars.
That meant that when SHE went out to potty, WE went out to potty, because we couldn't dare leave her alone out there.
But he put this wire stuff around the base of the fence on both sides, and now Bella can't get out. I cannot TELL you how much this has improved my life! You can't really see the wire fence from the street, so that's good.
Still, we have to watch Bella like a hawk inside. She chews on EVERYTHING, and, while she will go potty if we take her outside...she hasn't put it together that she needs to let us know when she needs to potty BEFORE she, ya know, goes on the rug and whatnot.
I think she'll get it eventually. She seems really smart. She already will "sit" on command, and I'm teaching her to "stay." We are figuring each other out.
We've gotten to see the baby a lot this week. I kept him all day on Monday, while Holly worked. But when Jim was here on Thursday...and yesterday...he was being a BABY HOG to the tenth degree! He got out the infant carrier thing, and INSISTED on wearing it himself. Rhodie is really too big for it, but we stuffed him in there like a sausage. He didn't really like that part, but once Jim had him on his chest...facing out...he LOVED it. And Jim was so proud of himself, and strutted all around the house...looking at himself in all the mirrors.
Rhodie was grinning from ear to ear.
And, yes, ma'am, I took pictures. I'm just not sure if I'm allowed to post them or not.
This morning, we got up at 5 a.m., because of the puppy.
Which, she stays in her cage thing at night. We take her potty before she goes in there, and she will appear to be tired.
Like tonight? She is asleep right now. She has slept for the better part of the last 2 hours, but as soon as we put her in her cage, she will lose.her.mind.
I hope there's not a thing where dogs can actually bark themselves to death.
Thursday night, she did MUCH better, but last night? She was out of control.
Early this morning, Jim took her outside, and then fed her, and then went on a run. I took her outside a couple of times, while he was gone. I ran around in the backyard with her, to get some of her energy out. It was 28 degrees. BOOSH!
We usually make a big breakfast on Saturdays. I got the pancake batter together. When Jim got home, he cooked the bacon and eggs. At one point, while we were cooking, he tried to tell me how to tell when pancakes are done. He had cooked tons of pancakes at our church last Saturday, for a children's event, so now he's an expert.
Or, like I said, "one time verses ALL THE OTHER TIMES."
But, in the very next breath, he asked me where the plates were.
HE ASKED ME WHERE THE PLATES WERE.
So there's that.
"Oh to the , for He is good; for His steadfast love endures forever!" Psalm 118:29