Our weekend
We had a pretty good weekend. Saturday we went to Tyler's birthday party...it was a "Cars" theme. The kids had a great time. They had the party in a community center in Bruce, so all the kids had plenty of room to run around and be wild. !!! And they took advantage of it! They had a pinata, which took all of the little ones quite a while to bust. It was so cute. When it finally did bust though, they were like a pack of wild animals, or vultures, going for the candy! After it was over, Lily and I picked up the rest of the candy off the floor and put it in a big bag and Janella (Jessie's sister) tried to make me take it home. Like we (especially me) need all that candy! So I sneakily left it there. I'm sure she was thrilled to find she was still stuck with it. :)
On a sad note, Jessie and I went to visitation at the funeral home in Fulton yesterday. A couple that go to our church had a granddaughter pass away. She was only 4 years old, her name was Abby. She died of complications of the flu. Being a parent of kids around that age, it's really hard to comprehend and so scary. Its comforting to know, though, that she's in heaven and her family will be reunited with her again one day. It's so sad, though, more than I can express.
This morning was SO hectic. I couldn't find the kids coats, or mine, so I was running around the house like a crazy woman. You know how cold it is in the morning, and Seth has to stand outside and wait for the bus, so I had to find him something. I ended up bundling him up in this sweatshirt hoodie/shirt and then putting a pullover thing on him, complete with hat and gloves. So he was bundled pretty well. :) Then after he left, I found the coats. Go figure.
We did our taxes yesterday! We really wanted to try and do it over the internet or something (the slower, cheaper way), but a check of our outside gas tank revealed we only had 5% left in the tank! So I ran inside and told Jessie we HAD to get some and he was visibly upset because our budget was going to be messed up (not to mention we didn't have an extra $230 lying around - that's how much 100 gallons costs) - so we decided to head over to H & R Block, where we usually do our taxes, and get them done. Jessie's dad was horrified a few weeks ago when he found out that we do our taxes there, because they take a good little chunk of it for themselves. But as much as we wanted to take his advice like a good son and daughter-in-law, we had to have some money quickly. Luckily, we got back a good amount. Enough to pay our furniture off and the rest of our debts! (yay!) And enough to heat our house for a little while longer, a necessity that we cannot do without. But the H & R Block we go to in Amory....its usually a good experience, with nice people, etc. This time, the people were still nice...but the place smelled like 50 ashtrays. It was HORRIBLE! There was a very visible NO SMOKING symbol on the door, but the "team leader" did not heed it, obviously. Both kids (of course) had to go to the bathroom while we were there, so as I was walking back to the front of the store with Seth, the "team leader" lady was in the back, and she just lit up a cigarette! I was astounded. It stunk so badly in there, I'm telling you. Anyway, enough complaining. Getting our check soon will be enough to erase those bad memories, I think. But if that store smells like that next year, I think we'll take our business somewhere else. :P
3 Comments:
I agree with Jessie's Dad. I hate for you to give part of your money to H & R Block, but I understand necessity. Oh, well, I'm glad you are getting back enough to ease some pressure. That's wonderful!
I'm so sorry about the little girl. That is so tragic! Sean's (Carrie's friend) father died Thursday night. He chocked on a piece of chicken. His wife and 16 year old son were there, but they weren't able to help him. Sean and his other brother were on the phone and racing to get home to help. When they got there, his father was already purple. The ambulance people couldn't get it out either. I heard at the hospital that they said it was so far down his throat that nobody could have gotten it out. He was only 46. So awful.
I hope you have a wonderful week. I love you, Aunt Daphne
Yeah, I went to the funeral home Saturday night, and poor little Sean just broke my heart. He was crying and everything. I couldn't get too close to him while he was crying b/c I knew that I would start bawling eventho I'd never met his dad. It was such a freak thing... You don't ever think about that kind of thing.. chewing, swallowing... Just like that poor little girl.. Who would think that in 2007 someone could die from the flu?? Especially a healthy child! That just reassures me that everytime I take Noelle to the dr for minor things, that I am better off safe than sorry. It's better for her to be checked out than to let something serious develop. We are going back today :D She has a cough. I don't see how you were able to go to the funeral home tho.. You know I couldn't have done it for a child that small. There is no way I could have handled myself. I couldn't even go to Baby Joe's funeral! He would be seven.. Ok I'm just depressed now. I'm going to go cry...
I was so sorry to hear about Sean's dad. That's a horrible thing to have happen to a family. I feel so sorry for Abby's family too. You're right, you just don't think about these things happening. I take Seth and Lily to the dr. pretty frequently too, and now I'm glad I do. I took Lily yesterday, but she just has a cold. Still, I always think its better to be safe than sorry. I miss baby Joe too. I think of him in terms of how big Seth is and I think of them playing together and stuff. I know, its too much to think about all at one time.
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