Rough time, eh
Today is Memorial Day, I hope everyone took some time to remember the people that have fought and are still fighting for our Country, freedoms and rights.
Our local Memorial Day celebrations yesterday were a bit off. The afternoon started with the annual parade, which seemed a bit short this year. Next was the gathering in the school courtyard. I'm sorry, but I really think they need to find someone else to lead the ceremonies in the coming years, the poor fellow that led the ceremony yesterday couldn't remember the name of the special guests and then for some odd reason, the 21 gun salute AND Taps got left out completely!!!! Needless to say, many people were not too happy. I heard a little bit later on that they thought everything was running a little behind and they were going to be late getting to the VFW for the 'picnic' (hotdog) lunch they provide every year. While I appreciate the lunch that they provide for anyone that shows up, I would much rather that they took the extra time to honor the fallen soldiers with the respect they deserve, hotdogs have enough preservatives in them that 10 minutes won't make a bit of difference!! >:(
Wednesday I decided to go to lunch by myself. I got a book and sat in my favorite booth to enjoy some 'cold' pizza from the pizza bar. It was kinda towards the end of the lunch run and they didn't really want to make any new, fresh pizzas...but, it was ok. While sitting there, an elderly gentleman was making his way to the restrooms. He was walking with a cane at a very slow pace. The closer he got I could hear that he was having difficulties breathing. It really hit me hard. He would have to stop every few tables to catch his breath and the sounds that came with each labored breath sounded EXACTLY the way my dad used to breath when he was strained. It's sort of a whistling breath. I started to cry sitting there. Right now I'm even trying to hold back the tears just remembering it. For anyone that doesn't know, my dad died when he was only 56 years old from COPD...from my understanding, it's a sort of mixture of chronic bronchitis and emphysema. 40 years of smoking can have that affect on a person. The longer I sat there made me just want to go and hug that guy, he made me realize that I never really did grieve for my dad. A lot of things happened between us that soft of put a wedge between us, I wasn't with him when he died, my brother took care of all the funeral arrangements and 2 days after he died, Tom's grandma died. It was really just too much at the time. It used to just make me angry that he wouldn't give up smoking when he knew things were starting to get bad...he could have had more years to spend with his grandkids....and kids for that matter. That day was the first day that I realized that I do actually miss him.
Everyone in the house is getting a cold....Christen started it...then Emily...then D...now me. I felt like crap yesterday....although, ya know...people always say they 'feel like crap', how does crap really feel? Who started saying that? I mean really....it should be, "I feel like crap smells"....that at least makes more sense! I mean, I don't know about anybody else, but when you go to the bathroom and 'crap' it tends to make one feel better...not bad. Hmmmm....another thing to ponder, eh.
We were on our way home from TRYING to go and see the new Indiana Jones movie, but it was sold out :( We came around the back way home and went by my horse...she was laying down...Whitney NEVER lays down. Apparently, someone had done something NOT SO SMART with her and she ended up getting hurt. Her back right leg is cut and scraped pretty bad and she has a couple of scrapes on her right leg too. Needless to say, she's on a 10 day-antibiotic and salve regiment. I wanted to cry last night when I saw her. I did a little, but, she needed me to help her more than I needed to cry. She was up walking on it this morning, that's a good thing :) I'm just going to be worried for the next 10 days about getting kicked in the face while I'm trying to clean her up!!
Well, it's after 11 now and I haven't eaten anything yet today and I still feel like crap smells! (sore throat AND plugged up nose!)
Y'all think of a Veteran today,
Love Ya :)
Our local Memorial Day celebrations yesterday were a bit off. The afternoon started with the annual parade, which seemed a bit short this year. Next was the gathering in the school courtyard. I'm sorry, but I really think they need to find someone else to lead the ceremonies in the coming years, the poor fellow that led the ceremony yesterday couldn't remember the name of the special guests and then for some odd reason, the 21 gun salute AND Taps got left out completely!!!! Needless to say, many people were not too happy. I heard a little bit later on that they thought everything was running a little behind and they were going to be late getting to the VFW for the 'picnic' (hotdog) lunch they provide every year. While I appreciate the lunch that they provide for anyone that shows up, I would much rather that they took the extra time to honor the fallen soldiers with the respect they deserve, hotdogs have enough preservatives in them that 10 minutes won't make a bit of difference!! >:(
Wednesday I decided to go to lunch by myself. I got a book and sat in my favorite booth to enjoy some 'cold' pizza from the pizza bar. It was kinda towards the end of the lunch run and they didn't really want to make any new, fresh pizzas...but, it was ok. While sitting there, an elderly gentleman was making his way to the restrooms. He was walking with a cane at a very slow pace. The closer he got I could hear that he was having difficulties breathing. It really hit me hard. He would have to stop every few tables to catch his breath and the sounds that came with each labored breath sounded EXACTLY the way my dad used to breath when he was strained. It's sort of a whistling breath. I started to cry sitting there. Right now I'm even trying to hold back the tears just remembering it. For anyone that doesn't know, my dad died when he was only 56 years old from COPD...from my understanding, it's a sort of mixture of chronic bronchitis and emphysema. 40 years of smoking can have that affect on a person. The longer I sat there made me just want to go and hug that guy, he made me realize that I never really did grieve for my dad. A lot of things happened between us that soft of put a wedge between us, I wasn't with him when he died, my brother took care of all the funeral arrangements and 2 days after he died, Tom's grandma died. It was really just too much at the time. It used to just make me angry that he wouldn't give up smoking when he knew things were starting to get bad...he could have had more years to spend with his grandkids....and kids for that matter. That day was the first day that I realized that I do actually miss him.
Everyone in the house is getting a cold....Christen started it...then Emily...then D...now me. I felt like crap yesterday....although, ya know...people always say they 'feel like crap', how does crap really feel? Who started saying that? I mean really....it should be, "I feel like crap smells"....that at least makes more sense! I mean, I don't know about anybody else, but when you go to the bathroom and 'crap' it tends to make one feel better...not bad. Hmmmm....another thing to ponder, eh.
We were on our way home from TRYING to go and see the new Indiana Jones movie, but it was sold out :( We came around the back way home and went by my horse...she was laying down...Whitney NEVER lays down. Apparently, someone had done something NOT SO SMART with her and she ended up getting hurt. Her back right leg is cut and scraped pretty bad and she has a couple of scrapes on her right leg too. Needless to say, she's on a 10 day-antibiotic and salve regiment. I wanted to cry last night when I saw her. I did a little, but, she needed me to help her more than I needed to cry. She was up walking on it this morning, that's a good thing :) I'm just going to be worried for the next 10 days about getting kicked in the face while I'm trying to clean her up!!
Well, it's after 11 now and I haven't eaten anything yet today and I still feel like crap smells! (sore throat AND plugged up nose!)
Y'all think of a Veteran today,
Love Ya :)
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