Another Day

Went to cardiac rehab today. Have to force myself to do that. It isn't all that fun but is the only really positive thing I am doing for myself right now. At least it gives me almost an hour of monitored cardiac exercise, three times a week.

Had a good visit with my grandchildren this weekend. They were here for 24 hours. We packed a lot into a short time. Megan was here for the Quaker Day parade part, then left. I dealt with the children's sadness after she departed...answering questions that children should never have to ask...but then we moved on. We went to the Quaker Western Yearly Meeting House grounds for the craft fair. The kids got to jump in the "bouncie" houses. Ryan got to play with his beloved buddy next door--Jack. Robin got to see her Brownie leader and play with Mariah (her daughter) for a bit. They raked in a lot of candy from the QD parade. We went to see the Heffelman grandparents for about an hour. We had Movie Night with popcorn and comfort blankets...in our jammies. Robin likes to watch movies with the chair-futon made into a bed, so we did that. Ryan and I snuggled on the couch. When the movie was over at 9:30, we prepared for bed. The children were obviously tired, as was I. No one complained that it was time to crash!

Robin requested to sleep with me. Ryan requested to sleep on the chair-futon. I made him go to the bathroom before we retired. When he had accomplished that, he announced, "The juice is out!" As we rolled into bed, Robin commented, "Can you believe it's only 10:00 o'clock?" It had been a very busy day. I got what she meant. Everyone went right to Slumberland. Robin and I snuggled to sleep. In spite of all, Ryan managed to slightly wet the chair. Only slightly, thank goodness...

I was up early on Sunday. We were to meet the children's father at 10:00 on the NE side of Indy for a Conner Prairie trip...but before Nathan left on Saturday, he said he didn't care if it was that early. (He was tired, I think.) Since it was so cold over the weekend, I realized that I had spent too much time organizing the children's warm-weather clothing...that they would need cold-weather clothes, like NOW. I hadn't even started on those! I called Nathan to ask for an hour's more time but found out that the CP event was a Girl Scout thing, and Kendra (his fiancee') is the leader. There was no extra time to be had! I threw things into garbage bags and we headed out. Thankfully, we got there ten minutes before the appointed time.

After I got home, I found things that I meant to send. Typical. May require a trip up there to deliver it all. Robin had requested to take Piccadilly to Muncie. Piccadilly is her big, floppy stuffed horse...someone that she always claimed was her teacher. I told her that Piccadilly was hers and that if she wanted Piccadilly to go to Muncie, she could certainly do that. As I stuffed Piccadilly in a garbage bag for the trip, I looked the horse in the face and said, "Be a good teacher." Robin replied, "She's retired." Ha!

While the children were here, their indoctrination into Catholicism was obvious. (They go to Catholic school in Muncie.) Ryan said the "Our Father" before supper here. (The Protestant world calls that the Lord's Prayer.) Then he proceeded with the "Hail Mary". At the Heffelman grandparents', there was discussion about rosaries and crucifixes. (Grandma J. had a cross around her neck.) They had only been at St. Mary's for two weeks! The children have been raised in the Unitarian Universalist Church. Hope they don't get too confused!

And so it goes. I still survive.