Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Life Goes On

I'm under the influence of night time cough medicine so my keyboard may do some weird things. I am so tired of coughing. My throat is sore from all the coughing. And I can't even stay in bed or on my couch cuz it keeps moving or Mike needs something or I have to do laundry. That was today's big project..... laundry. I did 7 loads. 3 of them were towels so I won't have that much all the time. I was so tired by the time I got all those clothes folded. But at least it didn't take all day to do the laundry....just lots of quarters.

Mike went to the dump AGAIN. Last time it cost $10. This time he had over a ton. It cost $35. I hope we are about done with the dump. Somehow I don't think my garbage collectors would have appreciated hauling all that garbage off. We had siding from the old house and a bunch of junk from it.

Bill the Builder is supposed to come with big stuff to dig a big hole tomorrow. I will stand by with photos. Now we just have to hope that we don't have a wet spring. ) Or at least give me 3-4 weeks of mostly dry, then it can do whatever it wants. (But it would be very nice if it waited until we got moved back in). Guess I'm getting quite demanding.

Monday, March 30, 2009

New picture

I think I have a new profile picture of me. Rachel has had too much access to too many pictures lately. I think the newness will wear off soon. Meanwhile she is having too much fun.

Contest Update

I have received a few suggestions for camp names.

Rachel says it is a Luxury Camp since we are listed with Hawaii as a vacation spot.
Trish says Watcher's Den since I am checking everything out. (That is so true. I do feel like I am out in the open and when I lay on my bed with my curtain open, I don't miss much.)
I've thought of Camp Anticipation or One less day Camp.

Hurry and get your nominations in. You can vote on your favorite name. Just remember that Mike and I get the final say.

I really need it to be about 15 - 20 degrees warmer. But I don't want it to be too hot either. So as long as I'm wishing, that's what I wish most for.

Are you sure?

I was a little surprised to see this ad in Reader's Digest. Some how, I missed that Elko is a perfect vacation spot. I guess it's warmer than Alaska and British Columbia. But now I guess I have to rethink that trip to Hawaii-- aparently Elko is just as good. And I can stay with Marilyn and Mike in their camper!!!
Rachel

Friday, March 27, 2009

So why am I here?

Last night I woke up and it was 14 degrees outside. I was warm hunkered down in my blankies, but then there was the bathroom visit. It was cold. We have a heater in the camper so we are ok. But I got to thinking.....so I am living in a camper, so if I don't like my camp site, wouldn't it make sense to pick up and move somewhere else? Right now I'm thinking of Death Valley (for a couple of days. I hear that Springtime there is beautiful. For about 1 week the wild flowers are amazing.)

I have great news! I got my building permit yesterday. Mario the Mover is still working on getting my house out of here, but not very quick. I told him this morning that Bill the Builder wants to start work Monday, so he'd better get going. Then I called Bill and told him what I'd said. He said that is exactly right. He does hope to start here Monday. So things are moving along. And so far it is looking like I will have phone service and electricity. My neighbors are so good. Right now I am bumming power off of them and water. I ythink I will have my own power early next week.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Day 5

I'm begining day 5 at my camp. It really isn't that bad, Molly. Mike went back to work today so I need to get some things organized. One good thing is that everything is nearby.

Just a quick Isaac story. Grandma became Isaac's buddy. And no, it really wasn't because I would give him anything he wanted. The snacks I gave him were healthy; grapes, cheese fruit. We were sitting on the couch looking at his Star Wars calendar (OK, I did buy that for him but it was only $2 since it was March when I bought it). Anyway, Isaac wanted me to tell him who all the people were. Yah, right. But there were captions with their names so I was reading them to him. Then I got to one that I couldn't pronounce. Molly gave him a little help. Isaac said, "Good job grandma." Wow. Did I feel special. He is getting good at putting a few words together and be able to communicate pretty good most the time. He was lots of fun. Mark needs a turn too. He has the cutest laugh. Isaac always makes Mark laugh. They are fun together. Mark is a momma's boy, big time but he took a liking to Steph. This made Molly very happy and Mark was Steph's #1 job for the week. One time Mark almost jumped out of Molly's arms when Steph walked by.

Well I'd better get up and decided if I'm going to shower here or at my friend Nancy's. Mario the Mover is here. I think the house will leave soon. I'd better go check in with him.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

I'm Back

Just for the record. Mike got me a phone line to my tent. So I now have phone and internet. I don't know how long it will last but it is here for right now. So all of you with access to my blog are going to have to be a little careful. You never know when I will check in.

I think the best reward for the camp name is a weekend at our camp. We are having a blast! I've never had internet and electricity while camping before. Who could ask for anything more.

Camp Name

Mom is again without internet so she asked me to make a post for her. They are having lots and lots of fun getting everything set up and working around the camp.

Which brings me to the point of this post. Mom is taking nominations for the name of their camp. The proposed reward (it will likely change shortly, when she can come up with something better) is the opportunity to visit the camp, tent included. ;-)

So start thinking hard and get back to us on what you're nominations are. Someone will keep it updated here on what the official reward will be (Mom promises it will be a good one), and who the lucky winner is.

~Steph

Monday, March 23, 2009

My Next Move

Just a very quick note. I brought Steph home yesterday so I am at her house. I am so sad that I am missing out on quality camping time in the snow.

Moving after living in the same place for 20 yrs and collecting 20 yrs worth of JUNK was much more involved than we ever expected. The next time I move, I hope it is to a coffin and somebody else can take care of ALL my earthly belongings. Lance and Molly and Steph, I know you are totally thrilled to hear that news. Yep, you are going to have to move me once more. But next time you can just get a BIG dumpster and put it all in it.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

90 Days or Bust!

I don't know when Gramma is going to be able to use her internet again so I thought I would make a quick post and let every one know that things are moved and Gramma and Gampa are now loving life in their camper (at least I hope they are, they weren't quite moved in when I left). Just thoguht I'd let everyone know. Keep your fingers crossed that they survive the next 3 months in that tiny little camper. :o)
-Molly

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

We're all tired of moving

I don't know about you, but I'm very happy ST. Paddy's day is over so I could change my background. I am not putting Easter on there yet. It is too long to wait.

Here's my housing update. Lance and Molly (and Isaac and Mark) and Steph are here helping us move. I would never get out of here without their help. We will be out of our house Sat. Lance says that whatever is left will just go with the house. Then we get to move into our camper. I am so excited I just can't hardly wait.

I am hoping the building permit will be approved in the next 7-10 days. Our new house is being built right now (well I guess the little worker guys are home now because it is night time). My house is scheduled to be done Apr 3. So things are moving along.

Mike set up our storage shed in the back yard to be my pantry, overflow clothes and TPN storage. And my freezer will go in there. My pantry is set up better than it was in my house. He really has it organized nice. I will post pictures of it at some point.

I guess Sat night will be my first (of way too many) nights in my camper. The gas will be turned off Monday. I'm still not sure about the phone. I may be able to have at least limited use of the phone and internet. We'll see. I keep hearing different stories.

Stay tuned for more exciting news.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Go AGGIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nevada decided to wait until the score was 4 - 21 before they started to play. This was a bit more than they could handle so USU won. (I'm sure that me wearing my USU shirt during the game was a certain advantage also.)
Yeah Aggies!

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Battle on the hardwoods

My helpers arrived. Lance and Molly and Isaac and Mark came to help g-ma and g-pa move. I think Isaac will be the easiest to convince that moving is fun.

Lance and I each get to cheer our team on to victory tonight as USU battles Nevada for the WAC conf title. I think the loser has to cook Sunday dinner. It should be a good game.

I found out yesterday that I do NOT get to have internet or my landline while I am living in my camper. That is unless I dig a trench for them to lay the phone line in. I think I will do without.

And I have to give a clarification. I guess some people have thought that Bill the Builder and Mario the Mover are ficticious (ok it is early and I can't spell). What I'm trying to say is that people think they are not real. Everything in all my blogs is or are totally truthful including Bill and Mario.

Friday, March 13, 2009

I'm a nice lady

I know that statement will come as quite a shock to all of you. Let me explain what happened. As I was parking at Albertsons this morning, I saw a lady that I know walking in the store. I thought to myself that if I run into her at the store, she will want to talk, and I didn't want to take time for that today. I got past her once in the store. And then remembered of a few times I have been in the store and someone that I didn't see goes out of their way just to say hi and how good it makes me feel. So I was feeling bad for not saying hi. We did meet up head on and we said hi to each other. That was quick and easy. But wait, then she started talking. She told me that she saw me at conference last week but didn't get a chance to tell me hi. Then she said that when I walked into conference someone who was sitting near her said that I was a nice lady. It made my day. And to think that I tried to avoid her. Guess I need to be more nice.

I got to go to the Building Dept today. When I walked in, there was Bill the Builder. It worked out good so he could explain some things to them. And then, of course, I got to give them money too. So now I just have to wait for the City Fathers to say that it is ok for us to get a new house.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Mario came back

So had to run some errands today. I made it as quick as possible. You never know what Mario the Mover will do. He did come after I got home. He promised me that he will move the house on the 24th. But I think he might be just saying that so I will let down my guard and he hauls me off while I'm in bed. I think I have it covered though. They will take out my gas meter on the 23rd and he can't move half the house with that meter there.
I wonder if he would make a trip or 2 to the storage unit for us....... just a thought.

Bill the Builder came today too. I had lots of papers to sign and then I get to go visit the Elko Building Dept tomorrow with a check. I am so excited.

March Madness is officially here. I normally don't get the College Sports Network but I just found out that they opened it up to me for March Madness. I don't know if that is a good thing. It may interfere with my moving. Let's see what are my priorities? Mario will always throw my stuff out as he is driving down the road.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

I'm being evicted

I'll sure be glad when St. Patrick's Day is here so I can change this ugly background.

Did anyone notice that I already missed a day of posting my house adventures? Well Bill the Builder visited me yesterday morning. He needed some more paper work and some money. He said that he would go take care of the building permit for me. That didn't break my heart.

A couple of nights ago, I was really tired and woke up during the night to a slow, beeping noise. At 1st I thought that if I ignored it, it will go away. I soon found out that that was not going to work. As I woke up more I figured out that it must be my TPN pump. I have a new pump that I am using and still trying it get used to it. I thought that the batteries must be going dead so I replaced the batteries. It wasn't long and the beeping started again. Now I figured it out. It was my cell phone. I never have it in the bedroom at night, but had used it there just before I went to sleep and the battery was going low. At the time, I thought that the phone would just turn itself off and I would charge it in the morning. I forgot that the darn thing would keep beeping before it died. I quickly remembered why the cell phone is banned from my bedroom.

Now I will tell what elicited my blog title. Last night the lady that is inheriting our old house stopped by to find out when the house would be hers. I told her that we would finish moving out on the 21st. She said that the guy that is moving it for them wanted to know if he could come start working on things to get it ready to move. I said sure and figured that it would be a few days before he came. Nope! I was gone this morning. When I came home I found that part of my skirting had been taken off. I hadn't been home long before my new friend, Mario the Mover, was at my door. He wanted to know if he could put the axles on tomorrow and I think he is going to work on the hitch too. Then he talked about moving my deck for us. I reminded him that we still need the deck. He asked if I had much stuff in the house. Uhm, yah!. This is where I live! And I will be living here for another 10 days (I think). He agreed that we should leave the deck for now. But he let me know that he is very willing to move it when we are ready. Then he said he will take down the front fence for me. He was all excited to cut down our tree but that job is reserved for Lance (maybe). Anyway, right now it is pretty funny. But I told Mike that I may wake up some morning and think I am feeling an earthquake but instead it will be my house being pulled down the street. I don't dare leave the house for very long......maybe it won't be here when I get back. Yes, I will keep you posted. Maybe I should put my 72 hr kit in my car so I have some rations. And Mike was worried that they would hold us up because they didn't haul the house off soon enough.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Blame Trish for this

Trish told me that she reads my blog every day. So I will try to give her some reading material. I didn't say that it wouldn't be boring. But I think I will share with you the sagas of my house woes.

It all started a couple of weeks ago. Well, actually it was longer than that. When we paid off this house we were sent the wrong title. We knew it was the wrong title but put it aside to deal with later. Well later is here. So the credit union finally completed the paperwork for us. Part of the process involved me talking with a county assessor employee. She looked at the paperwork and said everything looked good and as long as my taxes were current I could send in the paperwork. I knew that I had paid my taxes so no problem there. WRONG! She told me that my trailer taxes are in someone else's name. And of course they had not been paid this year. I will make this as simple as possible. My neighbor's lot originally had one trailer on it (mine, but I didn't live there yet.) Then the guy divided the parcel and put our trailer on a small parcel and put a new trailer for him on the big section. We have the deed for our property and pay taxes on that but our trailer was taxed on the other property. I think I now have that corrected. That took 2 trips to the assessor. Then this morning my contractor called and said that he was having trouble locating my parcel number. So it was one more trip to my new friends at the assessor's office. It was easy to fix.

I also got a call from the lady who sold us the new house. She said that the builders want to put the same linoleum in the master bathroom as is in the utility room and kitchen. They put the flooring down 1st and then build the walls and this would be much easier for them. Since the 2 rooms are only divided by the wall. I told her that that would be ok if the other colors I had picked out for in there matched it ok. She called back later and said that my colors did not look good with that flooring and so she called the builders and told them that they would just have to do it the way I had chosen. Guess she told them. I guess I'd really better like that bathroom.

Stay tuned. Tomorrow I am supposed to go try to get a building permit. I am so excited. I may not be able to sleep tonight.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Aunt Sybil memories

These are notes from the funeral for Sybil Hadley on Feb 27, 2009 as remembered by Stephanie Simmons or Reese if you are Dan.

The very first thing that Steph told me about the funeral is that it was different than Uncle Fred’s. She proceeded to tell me that there were some tears and sadness at Uncle Fred’s funeral. But Aunt Sybil’s funeral was totally a going away party. A few of the grandkids, those who were teen-agers and younger, cried because they would miss grandma but most people were so excited to think that Uncle Fred and Aunt Sybil were together again and this time it was for eternity.

On the afternoon of, Sunday, February 22, 2009, Sybil’s breathing was labored. Diane called in the home health nurse who confirmed that Sybil’s health was failing and she wouldn’t live much longer.

In the evening, about 9:30, Diane was sitting by the bed talking with her mother. Diane told Sybil that she should go to Fred. She also told her to rest easy, it is ok. Right after Diane told her mother to rest easy, her breathing calmed down and she was relaxed. Sybil died a couple of hours after that at about 11:30-11:45. As Sybil took her last breath, Diane heard the bottom few steps creak. She knew that her dad was coming to get her mom. When Fred died, Sybil told him not to wait too long before he came back to get her.

The bishop had always told Diane that if she ever needed anything to call him no matter what time of day or night that it was. Diane called him late at night after Sybil died. He was expecting her call and was glad that she had called.

Sybil’s husband, Fred, died 11 days before she did. They were as close a couple as any. They did everything together and enjoyed each others’ companionship. Sybil was lost without Fred. Sybil was not able to live alone and take care of herself so she lived with Diane after Fred died. Sybil was ok with these arrangements for a few days and then she started getting anxious to go to her home. She did not want to wear out her welcome. Sybil told Diane that she didn’t want to be getting in Bill’s hair. Diane replied, ”Don’t worry mom, Bill doesn’t have much hair for you to get into.” Sybil also pointed out to Diane that a mother-in-law is like a dead fish; the longer you keep it around the more it begins to stink. Of course Bill had no problem at all with Sybil living with them.

Sybil’s mother was reading a book and came across the name Sybil. Her mother decided that that would be a good name for the baby that she was expecting. The book just happened to be a romance novel. How fitting a place to find her name because Sybil’s life became a romance story after she met Fred.

When Sybil was young, she was playing outside with her brother, Con. Sybil wondered if the lawn mower would cut paper. There was only one way to find out. She started up the lawn mower and held a piece of paper near the blade. Sure enough, it cut the paper. Unfortunately Sybil learned that it also cuts fingers. The end of Sybil’s finger was cut off. Sybil went inside and her mother bandaged up her finger for her. The next day, Sybil was again playing outside and she found the cut off end of her finger. She put it in a bottle and buried it in the back yard.

Diane said that her mother was her best friend when she was growing up. They played together all the time. They dressed up dolls together and then they would dress up the cats. Diane says that cats make good dolls.

Sybil always cussed about all the cats that were hanging around their house. But every night she insisted on feeding all the cats.

Every summer Sybil and Diane and one of the aunt’s, probably Sybil’s sister, would go to Cottonwood camping. They left the guys home working on the farm and they went up and enjoyed time together roughing it.

When Diane was young, her mother got fancy, new stainless steel sinks in the kitchen. Sybil insisted that the sinks be taken care of properly. Anytime anyone used the sinks, they were required to wipe them down and polish them when they were done. Diane said even if you just got a drink of water, you had to wipe down the sink. And no matter how hard she tried, she got caught every time when she tried to get away with not wiping them down. Her mother would call to her from the other room, “Diane, you wipe down that sink.”

Sybil had 2 microwaves, a small one and a larger one. She used them for storage.
Sybil loved to play games with the kids. She often organized coloring contests for the children. It turned into a stiff competition when the prize was one of grandma’s cherished Corn Flake cookies.

One day a couple of the grandsons were supposed to go to grandma’s right after school. One of the boys showed up on time but the other one didn’t come. Sybil waited and waited for him and started to get concerned. She would say, “Oh Lard where is that boy.” She also paced around and picked up pieces of lint off the floor. They said that if the boy had been a half hour later before he got there, she wouldn’t have had to vacuum the carpet that week. The kids teased her about “Oh Lard” after that. They kept bringing it up and laughing about her saying it.
One of her grandsons, in particular liked to tease Sybil a lot. She would give it right back to him. She always came up on top. He could never get the last word in.

Every year, Fred and Sybil would tell their family that this would probably be their last Christmas so everyone needed to come home for Christmas. Fourteen years ago Sybil told one of her grandsons that she wanted him to play “Because I Have Been Given Much” at her funeral. He had his mother buy him the music and he practiced it and practiced it and practiced it. And finally 14 years later, he was able to play it at his grandmother’s funeral.

One time Fred and Sybil were spending the night with one of their grandkids. The cat always went in the room to sleep with Sybil. The grandchild asked if she wanted them to put the cat out. She always said no and that the cat was ok.

One weekend Fred and Sybil visited one of their married grandkids who was going to school in Moscow, Idaho. They all went to Sacrament meeting together and then Fred and Sybil told the kids that they were going to leave early so they could get back to Downey. When the kids got home from church they soon found out that grandma and grandpa had lied to them. They had gone to the store and bought enough groceries to stock their bare shelves. They also had dinner ready to go.

Sybil was a very good cook. She was well known for her Corn Flake cookies. Diane tells about Thanksgiving dinners. Every year it was the same. Her mother would make the gravy and say that it was too thin and it didn’t taste as good as it should. Diane said that every year the gravy was delicious.

We are so fortunate to have the heritage of Uncle Fred and Aunt Sybil in our family.

I just have to make a note of how proud of myself I am. I was able to copy this over here from a word document that I did so I didn't have to type the whole thing up again. AND I didn't even have to call Lance and Molly for help. WOO HOO!!!!!!!!

The deed is done

Well we gave the nice people lots and lots of money and promised to give them lots and lots more. Then they let us sign lots and lots of papers. Then Steph, Molly and I got to make lots and lots of decisions about linoleum and counter tops and back splash tile and carpet and valance colors. And then after 3 hours the nice people let us leave. They are supposed to order it tomorrow. We are supposed to be out of here on Mar 21. So I have lots and lots of work to do. I'm glad that my kids on their own free will, offered to come help out mom and dad. I bet they won't want to help us move back in. Except they will be anxious to see the new house.

So I have to tell you about picking out the colors. I took my webcam and lap top. Steph came over and we skyped Molly. It was lots of fun. I am very glad that we have mostly very similar tastes. We agreed on almost everything. I did have to use my veto power once on my bathroom colors. We agreed on everything except we had 2 options left for the back splash and we disagreed on that. So I won that one.
And then I think I gave in to them on the back splash tile in the guest bathroom. It was always the back splash tiles that caused the disagreements. Mike didn't like the choice of back splash tile in the kitchen. ( But nobody gave him a vote.) : ) By the time we got to the end, I wasn't caring much what anything looked like. And all I can tell you about it today is that everything is varying shades of brown. That was our color choices.

When Mike and I went back the next day, without any kids. The sales lady said that she went back in after we left and laid out my bathroom colors and she and the other ladies in the office liked my choices the best! It's probably an old lady thing.

Well as long as I have internet I will keep you posted on the house progress. I told Mike that I should probably go to Boise and supervise the construction of my house. I don't want them messsing up. : )

Monday, March 2, 2009

Counter

Steph now has access to my blog also. I could get in REAL trouble. So far Steph has been good and she put a counter on here for me. So now I see that people are checking and I have not added anything so I feel guilty.

Let me just say that I am home from Panaca and waiting for IV Iron to be shipped to me. "My people" have NOT been real diligent at making the contacts they need to make. They started working on getting drs orders for the iron last Wed afternoon and I am told this morning that the request is now on the dr's desk. Now I just need him to sign them. I am confident that it will be taken care of today and I will receive it tomorrow.

I plan to call Steph and get the info from Aunt Sybil's funeral to post on here very soon.