Wow this is still here eh?
Well alright I guess I can make a post of some sort...
My grandfather died... went to his funeral... couldn't help having such weird morbid thoughts like 'how did they get such a big man into such a little box?' yeah I know he was cremated but the thought still pops up...
My aunt is still in the hospital...
My other aunt has flown back home to Saskatchewan...
another aunt... well she can go to hell since she doesn't care anyway...
Haven't heard from my grandmother... neither has my mom...
Raistlan's back to bad migraines again... *insert sarcastic yay here*
Keenan, the Wednesday after my grandfathers funeral decided to jump off of grandma's playset and hurt his foot... mini crutches for a lil kid... cute as hell... trying to teach a stubborn six year old how to use the damn things after he's already fallen once from them ... frustrating as hell....
(he's fine now the crutches and what not were a precaution - his foot is ok)
Gambit, woke his father up last thursday at 4am unable to breathe, made a trip to the hospital - they didn't see anything wrong with him but gave him oxygen , and then again on friday at 4am...no trip to hospital this time - comes to my house no waking up in the middle of the night. I mention the fact that his father and grandmother both smoke in the house?? mhmm...
We had two eggs hatch - one of the babies didn't make it... the other baby was being neglected and had something strange happen with its food and such (long long story) so he's been taken out of the nesting box and put in his own little brooder (incubator) and I've taken over the mommy and daddy role and am feeding this lil baby about once every 2 to 3 hours.. Keenan and Gambit have named him Falzar (no we don't know if its a boy) I've been calling him 'nekkid lil chicken' he's only about 8 or 9 days old maybe a lil older... we're just hoping he makes it... so far so good.
that's about all that's been up here for the last little while...
nothing to mention about myself *shrugs*
I'm the same boring fat white pasty short Canadian as I've always been...
my heart hurts and I'm broke...
laters
1 comment:
My condolences again for your grandfather hun.
Was sorry to hear about the boys...glad the foot will be ok, as for the not breathing, thats terrible..do u think they will actually try to stop smoking in the house atleast? poor little man, I guess his body just cant take it anymore..Hope u are doing ok, glad to hear from u btw lol. big hugs
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