April 19, 2009

Not too much to report this week. Mostly gardening or running to town to pick up pick up loads of needed gardening supplies. You can read my farm blog to see that in more detail.
Weather looks crappy for this next week and truck needs a universal joint and I need time to catch up on in house stuff including planting more seeds in flats. Chris was pretty sick with strep throat and staph infection on his leg, but with two antibiotic shots in the butt and a prescription he is back to working with us on all this outside work. Jody is suffering some lingering affects from the Rocky Mountain Spotted fever. Lots of trouble with his knees, but he sure has been a big help around here this last week.
Joey and Crystal find out BOY or GIRL on Monday and they are excited.
Bryan's life is hard right now with Amber gone and doing who knows what so he could use some support. Bryan is doing a super job of working. Twelve hour shifts right now.
Jenn spent 3 days in MN while Ryan watched the kids, looking for housing for the fam. They think they have found it, but I will let them tell you about it. Would love some pics Jenn. Erin and Mark have found a great rental house in Charlotte. Near Sarah's and with a community pool.
Seth competed yesterday in the Special Olympics and got first place ribbons for both the 50 yard dash and 100 meter races. He was first and ectatic. I was trying to figure out what is so inspiring about this as Jody and I and family sat and watched all the races and ball throws and jumps all morning.The kids and adults who competed after all are just human with good points and bad points. I think what it is, tho, as they look so different from everyone esle, because of their disabilities, that they gave up long ago trying to just look cool. They know they look differnt so they can just be themselves and show their true emotions instead of their rigid stuck up selves[ like alot of the "normal" people who are out there ]. Jody and I were brought to tears many times watching the adult people who ran. They tried so hard and were so thrilled to just be able to walk or run down the track. they did not try and look nonchalant but were thrilled to be able to compete and finish whether first or last.
I guess I understand where they are coming from. Between having spent 6 months in a wheelchair and my PTSD, I understand the thrill of just trying and making it even 50% of "normal". I wish they had a Special Olympics for PTSD people who understood crying and raging at inappropriate times just because you have been triggered and can't do crap about it.
Mom and Vicki