yesterday, Thanksgiving Day

I bought these small blue legal pads just before I went into the hospital for the mastectomies, thinking I would have something poignant to say in those early waking moments, but I was mundane, and just want to get on with it.
Now I write in them when I'm away from the computer (where I usually write), only to put them on the computer eventually.  Like the joke at the bottom of this says:  "I have nothing to say."  "You should blog about it."
Evie has some water colors in an old palette.  Took some shots of that.  We still have morning hair and disarray or I'd take a couple of pics of us.  Maybe later, when we're feasting.
Taking pics of 3 of the 5 cats, too.  The 3 girls; Cassie, Kohlette, and Sapphire.

late november

Late November.  I think of my novel and  how late November occurred more than once.  I liked the idea of snow always being in the offing.  And it snowed a lot in that book.

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day.  My mother is in the nursing home, and will be there till the end of January, they say.  She has an infection in the bone where the decubitis ulcer is located (on her sacrum).  She is devastated, thinking she will have to stay there forever.  We tell her that's not so, that she will go home.  She's too vibrant not to.
So, that is hard.  She will be there for Christmas and New Years.  Such a damn long time.

Theresa is making the Thanksgiving feast, but has little room in her apt this year, so me and Evie will get delivered food from her when Melissa is on her way home.  Can't wait.

Me and Ev are now just hanging out on the bed, me writing, her drawing one of her Ladies in Hats.  Bordeaux Red.
There's a clock on 86th Street that plays bells now and then.  I can't make out the tune, though.

Going into my second week off chemo.  I feel a lot better.  It starts up again monday, the 2nd.  This will be right about the time I'll start losing my hair.  Sort of the face of cancer, isn't it?  Nothing much I can do about that.
I have a precious online friend (for some 15+years), who is a knitter, and she's making me a couple of hats.  Can't wait to see them.
Bought myself a couple of bandannas already.  It'll be a whole new thing covering the head like that.

Evie probably thinks I am writing something profound here, as she adds color to the page.  She'll say "Well, it was sorta profound" after hearing it, knowing she's pushing it.  Ha ha.

Wishing you all the happiest Thanksgiving.

no more leftovers

I am 2 days into eating my sister's Thanksgiving left-overs, and am finally finished.  I dropped the very last of the candied sweet potatoes on the floor, and boy, was I sad about that.

We had a very intimate table... me, my sister, niece, and my great-nephew.  My mother chose not to come, because she'd have to use her regular wheelchair instead of the motorized one, so we could pull her up the outside steps.  But she's only comfortable in her motorized chair.  She also feels like the holidays just aren't the same since my dad died, and so stays away.  We often bring the whole meal to her place, but that is getting to be much too much for my sister.

We spent a lot of time just being in awe of Logan and the adorable things he does and says.... he's trying very hard to talk, and does well at a lot of things, and it's just do frustrating (for us and him) when he says something that you just don't understand.

He is so loving towards me, it makes me want to melt.

He wasn't too big on eating the turkey dinner, and later on opted for mac & cheese.  Such are kids.

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Logan with grandma and mommy

Here are some pictures of Logan, et al, taken over the past couple of weeks (including Thanksgiving day).  He will be one year old in just over a week!  He is such a happy boy.  I love the pictures of him with my sister, his grandma.... they have a real special bond.

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just chillin'

Which way?

my Grandma is the best

brushing Grandma's hair

mommy's making me laugh

Alas, no pics of me and the little guy... maybe next time someone will take the camera and do so.