I have been a very bad blogger. When I started this blog I was determined to add to it at least weekly. Clearly that hasn't happened. I have clicked on the "New Post" multiple times over the last few weeks. I've even typed a couple of paragraphs a time or two. But it seems that I just don't have much to talk about lately. No fashion faux pas, no hunting adventures, just not much exciting happening in my world. That's a good thing, I think.



Lindsey has finally landed a job after being laid off since just before Christmas. This is a good thing as she was getting really discouraged. She'll be working at a little store in the factory outlets called Rue 21. It's kind of a fun store with trendy but inexpensive clothes for teenagers. She's not really the trendy type, but she's looking forward to getting to work. I'm curious to see how her wardrobe will evolve now that she won't be wearing boots and jeans every day. I don't anticipate purple hair or anything wild like that, but we'll see.



Tucker is getting really good on the guitar. He spends hours each evening learning new songs and perfecting the ones he already knows. Tonight it was Hells Bells by ACDC. Doesn't quite sound the same on an acoustic guitar, but you can certainly identify the song. He mostly likes country and southern rock, but he has learned a few Amos Lee and John Mayer songs too. It's fun to see him doing something that he enjoys so much. If only he felt the same about his homework!!!



Tommy was laid off for a couple of weeks in Feb. but he's back to work now. Aside from a sore back, things are going well for him. He still hates being away from home during the week, but he's thankful to have a job. Everyone has been touched by this economy it seems and we have learned to never get too comfortable or feel too secure.



My job is going well for the moment. But, like everyone else we are feeling the pinch there too. We are looking for ways to save money while still providing excellent care to our patients. Having been on both sides of the Hospice door, I am committed to doing my part to make sure that our doors stay open so that we can continue to do what we do. We served over 250 dying patients last year. Over 95% of those people were able to be home with their families by their side during their last days. Without the help of hospice it is likely the majority of those people would have died in the hospital in a much more clinical and less intimate setting.



Last week I was bragging at work about not getting sick when everyone else around me was getting this hideous cold that's going around. Big mistake, because guess who's sick now. It never pays to brag. Now I find myself living on sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching, stuffy head, fever, so I can rest medicine. In fact, this last hour or so is the longest I have spent in an upright position for two days. I have gone through a box and a half of kleenex and my kids are sick of hearing me whine. I'm hot one minute and shivering the next and I feel like my head may explode. Every millimeter of my body aches and I feel like a disgusting germ factory. So I'm a little on the whiney side. I want my Mom!!!

Be well everyone, I'm going back to bed.