First off...thank you Maggie! The card cracked me up and that's always a Good Thing.
Secondly it IS all good because I'm not dead, terminal or even feeling sickly. I have a kick ass life AND husband AND family and friends that I know I'm damn fortunate to have.
My next round of The Juice is this friday and then 1 more after that for in early November (then the next 3 month series begins early Dec.) so I should be great for Thanksgiving. I hope the BIL comes with my sister and niece this time. I think it might help him feel a little better, for a time anyway, and maybe he and Tad can go hit a few golf balls if they stay long enough and the weather cooperates. They gave us a place to stay when we had to evacuate and I hope we can give a little back during the holidays because I know for a fact the holidays won't be the same again for them now that JP is gone.
I think when a person has experienced such a huge loss and especially an unexpected death of a child, their life changes forever. I can't imagine how people can find the strength to go on after the loss of a child or parent or any loved one, but particularly your child.
On to more pleasant topics. I'll put our Halloweenie pics, a wig pic and my new finished project an apothecary jar terrarium (another idea I stole from my sister). I think I'm going through an apothecary jar terrarium jag I LOVES THEM! I may run to Target or Pier One today and try to find another good sized jar since I have all the ingredients left over but the container and a coupla small plants.
Whelp that's about IT for all the news worth repeating :P
And I hope to fkn hell 2009 is an improvement. This year has been one of the worst, very hard on just about everyone in my family. Except for my idiot brother.
My sister's step-son JP just died of a massive stroke. I think he was in his late 30's. He left 2 little girls and a wife.
My BIL Larry was an only child. His father left him and his mother and then joined the service, was in WWII and came back messed up. He was found floating in a ravine, then his mother commited suicide. My BIL was I think 12 at the time and saw his mother right after, then went to live with his grandparents. Larry doesn't know of any aunts or uncles, just has my sister, his 2 kids from a previous marriage, JP and Debbie, and my neice Noel.
My sister is so overwrought that she doesn't want to speak with our mom because she doesn't want mom to hear her crying, so she calls every so often to talk to our step-father Chuck and let him know what's happening. She doen't want to talk with me right now either. I think right now she is doing all she can to hold it together. It's been a hard few years for her and I think this is one thing too much and it's unbearable. I can understand that.