Wow the storms last night were terrible and I spent the night on a pallet on the basement floor. Let's just say that it's been a long time since I slept on a pallet and my bones are telling me.....never again. I wanted to be able to watch the tv and not take a chance on lightening striking Mark's expensive theater equipment so I "slept" in the workout area. Well slept is not the term I should really use to describe what I did. I woke up when Mark called from Switzerland about 2:00 AM and I had all 3 cats piled up on top of me. I swear...give them an inch and they'll hog the whole bed. LOL! Anyway, we did just fine and I have to admit that I have one smart hubby. Don't tell him that I said so but this time he's really right. After the storm last year in Joplin(which is just too close to home) he put together "Go Packs" for us both. Now I harassed him, laughed at him and generally thought it was a foolish waste of money but I sure was relieved to pull mine out last night. Just knowing that if something did happen that I had a few basic supplies like flashlight, first aid, cat food and most importantly copies of all our personal ids including passports, birth certificates, drivers license, ect. It gave me a sense of security and all I added was my medicines, wallet, water and an extra pair of shoes. I slept with it right beside me and it was reassuring to know that he was still taking care of me even though he wasn't home. Everyone should really put together just a few basic supplies but especially a copy of your id because let's face it, if the house is blown away then you won't be finding your pocketbook very easily.
I worked today until noon then came home and took a 3 hour nap. I guess my adventure really zonked me even more than I realized. I woke up to a phone call from my mom saying that my Mamma is not doing well. They are headed to Louisiana in the morning to figure out what the next course of action should be. The plan was keep her in the rehab hospital for 90 days but she's fallen again, is talking out of her head and the nurses said she needs to be moved to a nursing home. She's one stubborn spitfire so she won't go without a fight. Gee, I guess that's where I get a little of my stubbornness from. I just really worry about my daddy because he has such a good heart and he wants so much to take care of her but really a nursing home is the best place for her now. Say a little prayer for my aunt and my daddy to be at peace with the decisions that they must make.
Ok, now for a lighter story. You should skip over to http://raggedycreations.blogspot.com
and see her Friday post about her SIL and her cat. I wanted to share my favorite pictures of Hubert. He's just 16 pounds of love!
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