My Mom will be moving to a different wing of Brighton Gardens on Monday.  Her new home will now be the “The Reminiscence Neighborhood”.  It would appear that depositing foreign objects in her toilet and wandering the halls late at night are not looked on favorably.   It is hard to get a room in The Reminiscence Neighborhood but it would appear that my Mom was given the fast track after causing multiple flooding issues.

I hate that she will be moved once again and that her routine will be completely changed.  It will be a different dining area, with different people, and different people caring for her.

It makes me incredibly sad that this is her life and how we will all remember her.  On the flip side she was always a “pull yourself up by the bootstraps, I was born on a Homestead in Wyoming and a fighter to the end”.  That fact actually makes me smile

It is so hard to watch the pictures and video’s of the devastation in Oklahoma.  This particular video makes me very happy and tears me up at the same time.

I am getting up at 4:00 a.m. to drop my son off at a train station.  I have fond memories of Union Station in Kansas City and was visualizing something similar.

I googled the Charlotte Train Station and found this image.

It looks something like my Junior High School minus the coolness.

I am trying to hold it together and be supportive.  Also get some sleep before the crazy drop off time.

It’s all good and we are excited for him

Whatever happens happens.

So I saw this on a commercial for Lowe’s and knew I had to attempt to create this amazing idea.

Unfortunately our planters are on their last leg.  In order to get one more season out of them some drastic measures needed to be taken.

Not perfect but definitely an improvement.

The wire structure that is then lined with garden fabric.

They aren’t fully grown in yet but I am pretty excited with the early stage.

To be continued……

I love this video.

A New Perspective For Moms from Elevation Church on Vimeo.

I called my Mom today to wish her happy Mother’s Day.  It always takes a long time for them to get her to a phone and it always makes me feel awful.  When they finally bring my Mom to a phone she tells me she needs to go after a few minutes.

She is currently out of her room and in a temporary room so with the disease she cannot be more out of sorts mentally.  It would appear that she had a fight with her toilet during the night and flooded her apartment.  Of course she had nothing to do with this issue but everyone else did.

It was a very short conversation and it makes me sad.  I asked my Mom if she knew who I was.  She did not.

Elevation Church did give out cake pop’s to all of the 5,000 Mom’s.  It was delicious and I enjoyed it as my husband and I drove over to the Mac store to fix my laptop.

My favorite Elvis song is “Do You Know Who I am”.  I know I have posted it before.

I will be the first to admit, and my family will vouch for me, that I do not do well in a medical emergency.  We had one today at Church and I do not even know the person.

Our Church in Kansas City had a older demographic then our current church  (although, I did enter a connection card of a woman over 100 in Charlotte that had a email address and I still love to tell people this fact).  The fire and medic response team in KC was a couple blocks away and they frequently made the Sunday trip to Village Church.  This freaked me out to the point I felt paralyzed about going to Church.  A elderly woman next to me had a seizure in my lap one Sunday.  I remember her well because she rocked white hair in the back of her head and red in the front.  Because this was such a common event our Minister would continue with his sermon while the medics wheeled the patient out of the sanctuary and no one would bat an eye or skip a beat.

We have been attending Elevation for years and have never had an incident with the exception of the day two women fainted during data entry.  Most Elevation campuses are a video feed including the one we attend.  A gentleman on the front row either had a stroke or heart attack.  Our pastor was on the screens and all of the sudden people started standing up.  I freaked out thinking we had a shooter.  It was asked if there was a Doctor in the house and several stepped forward.  We were the asked if anyone had nitroglycerin and a pill was quickly handed forward. The video feed was immediately shut down and our campus pastor came on stage, explained what was happening and lead everyone in prayer.  The time between the crisis and help to arrive seemed like forever.  The fire truck and crew were the first on the scene.  The gentleman was frequently screaming out in pain.

It seemed like time stood still and many people were crying including myself.  We were then all dismissed, because they could not move him immediately but left wondering what happened?!?  With the power of social media our Campus Pastor tweeted that he was stabilized and tests were being run.

Update!!!

The person is 48 and had a muscle spasm?!?

Mom update from Jeff

Cinco de Mayo came early at the Club today.  We had rolled tortillas, chips, sauce and our usual wine.  Eduardo, to my surprise, opened with a 30 minute set on the accordion.  I always thought he just played guitar.  Absolutely brought the house down.  Mother runs with a gang and they did not like the way I was busting them up so I was relegated to a back row so her group could all sit together.  She still thinks I’m Greg which makes me wonder what she calls Greg when he’s over?

Tried to sing along but it was all in Spanish.  Mother seemed to enjoy herself immensely.

How cute does my Mom look?

I know my photo blocking skills are not the best .

These photos that Jeff took crack me up.  Clearly Eduardo is feeling the music.

Love someone who can rock an accordion!!!

I am going to reveal a “dirty secret”.

Yes, this is my go to recipe box!!!  The lid was lost decades ago.  I purchased a new recipe box from Paper Source about a year ago but no progress has been made towards making the transition.

This is what many of the recipe’s look like (well loved).  They are written by friends and it always reminds me of them when I pull out the page or card.  This particular page was written by a floral designer I worked with for many years.  He passed away from AID’s decades ago but I always think of him when I make baked beans:)

Someone tends to be a bit of a show off!  Mah Boo does not feel the need to perform!

As I have said many times my brothers are awesome and take great care of our Mom.  It is amazing that we are all on the same page regarding her care.  I think we have jumped through all of the hurdles at this point that we need to go through and we are all still speaking to one another.  I have had a few meltdowns along the way and my brothers are still speaking to me!!!

Before I post this picture (courtesy of my niece) I want to just say that I do not own a apron.  I believe I received a few as a wedding gift a few decades ago.  I did occasionally wear an apron when I worked as a  floral designer.

Love you guys and I miss you!!!!