Colorful puppies

 

I found some temporary pet markers. You can color your dog and after two or three washes it comes out.

Khloe was so excited. She said "Gma, this is like a dream come true!"

Women's Services Dinner

For the last year, I've been thinking about having a dinner for the SLRMC staff. I kept procrastinating because there was no way to accommodate everyone's schedule. I decided to just pick a day, and whoever came came.

 

It turned out great. We had it in the classroom, and Charity brought the food from the restaurant, so it was easy to feed everyone and clean everything up. Funniest comment. Ellen has macular degeneration, and Sandy has a loud voice. When Ellen walked in, Sandy yelled, "Ellen, YOU'RE BLIND!" Ellen said, "I am blind, BUT I'M NOT DEAF!" Seriously funny!

San Diego Day trip

 

Dava flew to San Diego for October's wedding, so we decided to fly to San Diego to have lunch with her. She had taken a 30-hour flight, so I thought the least we could do was fly 90 minutes to see her.

Ho Co

Sean and Meadow went to the Home Coming dance. Sean used all his money but they had a drama free night.

 

Trying on clothes at Kohl's from Ho Co.

Sep kiddo happenings

We took Birdie to reading time at the library. She had a good time doing gymnastics.

Bouncy playdough

Tony Burger

Vally and I made a Hello Kitty blanket. I thought it had her favorite character Cinnamon Roll but it was some other creature with big ears. I cannot identify the Hello Kitty characters!

 

Mom's quilt

When I was at Marjie's house in February, she showed me the quilt top Mom made. Mom worked on it throughout the 1970s. The top was finished, but the quilt was never put together. I brought it home to finish it. I knew I didn't have the skill to finish it, so I took it to a quilter in Bountiful.

It's amazing what a professional can do. Seeing this quilt mom worked on for so many years finished made me really happy. It's a tribute to Mom. Now, I need to go back to NC and return it to Marjie. I ordered a label made by Patricia Warehime Thomas in the 1970s. I'll add it to a corner so whoever inherits Mom's quilt knows where it came from. What a treasure.

 

Visit with Tim

Tim's dementia is significant, and he is struggling. I don't even know how to come to terms with the fact that 3 out of 5 of my siblings have Alzheimer's. Tim is only 59! I just can't even wrap my brain around that. I was worried about him flying alone, and the worry was justified. No one helped him transfer planes, and he was pretty frustrated.

Lynn and Wendy were leaving for Ohio the day after Tim arrived. Chase is starting dental school at Ohio State. They came by for breakfast before they left. The last time I saw Lynn was when Marjie was here last year. His dementia has significantly advanced. Brad and Teresa are putting their papers in to go on another mission.

We hiked, and I got poison ivy! Good times.

We saw "You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown" at the Centerville Playhouse. It was really stupid, but Tim loves Snoopy, so it was worth a try.

When I took Tim to the airport, I got a gate pass to take him back and arranged for a wheelchair transfer to Dallas. I even talked to the gate agents to ensure they had a wheelchair waiting. I was so optimistic. A couple hours later, I got a call from a freaked-out Tim. No one met him, and he was totally lost. I told him to go to the gate, ask for help, and give his phone to someone so I could talk to them. It was like a social experiment. I could hear people telling him to go somewhere else. Thanks to technology, I can turn a call into a Facetime call. I had him turn the camera around so I could see where he was. I saw a black middle-aged woman wearing what looked like an AA shirt. I told him to go ask her for help. He did, and she talked to me. I told her what was going on. She gave the phone back to Tim and then disappeared. I asked him where she went, and he said he didn't know. A minute later, someone put him in a wheelchair and took him to the other terminal. His phone was still on, so I listened to the 10 minutes it took to get him to his gate. He made it home without any other problems. That was the last time he would fly alone; it was terrifying. That's the third time I've had a middle-aged black woman go out of the way to help with a lost family member.