jobs

I went for orientation tonight. I think the job will be interesting but they said again that the job was ours only if the background check goes OK...
I think it will be involved at first and I think that it will take time for me to get the hang of it but once I get it, I think that I will be fine...I really hope this works out for me I am tired of depending on other people to help me pay bills....
I hope for once that I will not feel that I can't splurge once in a while...
So long for now..

Wish me luck

I have been trying to get a decent paying job for a while...Well I applied for a pretty good job. I will not get into the details but I will be answering phones and working on a computer. The job in about a half hour drive but if it works out maybe I should sell this house and look for a place to live that is closer but I don't want to move too fast.
When Rachel found out where the job was, the first thing out of her mouth was "sell your house and move closer to the job" I said that it was not a sure thing yet and that I should settle into the job and see if it works out...I don't think that she had anything to say after I said that (that is a first for her). I have been thinking of moving anyway....this house is too much for me....too big and I don't like the floor plan, I am always going up or down stairs for one thing or another. I have only one bathroom and it is upstairs...the laundry is downstairs..I would like to have the laundry on the first floor or only one floor living maybe a ranch....just keeping my options open

What a Ride so far....

I have just looked at this blog and realized that I haven't posted in a while. Well, about the title of this post: I had just returned from a funeral, well...My Uncle Roger left this earth in March. He had always said that he just wanted to reach 80, he did. He was my dad's youngest brother then in April, My Uncle Joe Died he was Aunt Pauline's Husband. Aunt Pauline was 86 and Uncle Joe was 94. Brian, my cousin, was taking care of them and he is a little lonley now. He is alone, never married. I went to Vermont again with Paul. We used my new car-he drove he knows the way to Vermont better than I do. After I was married, I had only gone once...in 20 years.... for a wedding. Uncle Raymond is the only one left of the 5 siblings in my Dad's family...He does pretty good for his age...his mind is still there...I do have a hard time understanding him at times because of his parkinsons but that just means that I have to pay more attention when he speaks...
I just hope the rest of the year is better as far as losing relatives is concerned. I am kinda done with funerals for a while.

losing relatives

Last Saturday I went to my Aunt Pauline's Funeral. What a ride. My cousing Paul and I drove down together while my mom and 2 of my sisters went in another car. The driving was bad because of the weather. We ended up traveling on some pretty icy roads. We saw a lot of people off the road...It was real nice driving down with Paul. We talked about a lot of stuff. What happened to our Aunt, what might happen to uncle Joe, and his Dad...His Dad and my Aunt and my Dad were siblings. I go to the house and help out around the house for my Uncle. Paul is very apreciative because I give him a hand with the errands and I help clean a little. Before I started helping out, I think that he felt a little overwhelmed...I am not sure...I like going over because Uncle Raymond can be funny at times...he is so quiet,but he is humorous at times-sometimes it takes you by surprise..

Birthdays and Family

Today is my Uncle's birthday. He is my Dad's brother. He is 90 years old today. We had a party for him on Sunday...I think he was really looking forward to it too. My cousins had invited a few people to come to celebrate and because of the weather, a few were not able to get to the house. I think it was nice any way because he was able to enjoy everyones company...I go to help him out on the weekdays. I clean the dishes and sometimes he asks me to run errands for him...
I enjoy going over his humor is a lot like my Dads....only he is sooo much quieter that you really have to pay attention to his "jokes" One day I walked into the house and he was eating the rice pudding that I had made for him. as he was shoveling it in, he said to me, I am running out of pudding, but I don't know why. and he just grinned and kept eating..... Makes me want to make some more...

Memories

It will be a year ago tomorrow that I brought my Dad to the Doctors for the last time before he died. It was a real wake up to me. I knew that he was going to die but I guess that it never clicked until the doctor said it. Also when he suggested that Dad call hospice to help him with the business of dying. I remember going home and just crying my eyes out...and tomorrow his cousin who he was real close to, it is her funeral. I can't go to the Mass, because I am working, but my heart will be there....

What can I say?

Tomorrow I am heading out to Canada with my mom. We are going to the "Sugar Party". She has cousins that make maple syrup and we are going for their Maple Sunday. I can't wait. I haven't been away in five years...I hadn't realized this until I looked at a coin from Canada that I had kept since my last visit.
My Ex always wanted me to get out of the house, but I had a strange feeling about him wanting me out of the house so I never went anyplace...I had a feeling that he was too anxious to get me out of the house...
I will be good to get away for a change. My boss said that I need it. When I left today she wished me a good and safe trip..

I never thought that I would be posting this and I know that it really hasn't been that long but I miss my Dad. Something happened at work and the end result gave me a sore throat. When I was little, my Dad used to give me something to sooth my throat. He was great for home remedies. Ginger-Ale or coke syrup for tummy aches. He had so many interests I can't remember all of them. When we would go to school, sometimes he would give us the honeycomb to chew and eat the honey from..He had bees for a while- the doctor made him get rid of them. He said,"if you don't get rid of the bees they will get rid of you" My mom said he got stung by the bees all the time. One time, I was dating this guy (more than 20 years ago) and I guess that my Dad didn't like him but he didn't tell me. Dad offered some 100 proof alcohol and told the guy that he should mix it half and half with water. The guy said that he was tuff and drank it straight. Meanwhile, Dad left the room (I am sure that he was laughing but didn't show it). The guy after he swallowed it, turned to me and said why didn't you tell me that it was so strong. I said that my Dad did..The guy said that it burned all the way down his throat...That was when I realized that Dad didn't like him...And I'm sure that he was just chuckling to himself as he sat down on his chair in the living room....