Susan, yes she stayed at the Hampton Inn, I had reserved a handicapped room in case I was still going to go. Last night they were so tired, those 2 18-year-olds brought food back to their room and watched Disney movies all night!
I think Marta is traveling today to visit Michigan with some of her family? I'd have to look back a few pages, I know she mentioned traveling.
Di, way to go warrior boy of yours! Wish mine was still taking karate. He did manage to come back in one piece from skiing!
Kel, I remember playing crochet when I was a kid, we'd set up all the metal rings(?) not sure what they're called and bash each other's ball out of play. Never did learn the real rules.
I know we're still missing a few friends here, anyone hear from Diane (Ladyinn) lately? Kimberly? Linda?
Someone I'm concerned about is SadandConfused (Sandy) who hasn't been on for quite while, I think it was her Mom who has als, and her parents were coming to live with her? Not sure I have that right, but hope she knows I'm thinking of her.
I had kind of a rough afternoon. Son #1 (middle child) has been surly all week, guess he's bored, not taking his medicine, etc. Went to my Mom's for a shower with son #2... it sort of hit me that NOTHING is going as planned in my life, and I don't mean my FORMER life, I mean right now, anytime I try to make plans something ALWAYS goes wrong. I'm just so tired of trying to figure out how to manage things, like where I can LIVE with my kids if I ever sell this beautiful old house. I was hoping to rent a duplex one building away from my Mom's but the people next door don't like the plan because I have kids. And to top it off, when my Mom was helping with my scooter when I was leaving, they got in their car and drove right past without even saying a word to her. WTF? there's only 4 duplexes, REALLY? She's 84 years old, and they don't even ACKNOWLEDGE her? Something wrong with those jerks. I ended up calling my brother who lives next door (across a little pond so he couldn't see us out there) to come over and he helped her. I feel like TP'ing these people's house! Aghhhh!
(My 12-year-old son usually is there to help, but I had let him go home earlier... )
I'm tired of dealing with this crap, I wish I'd hit the lottery and I'd build a facility for all of us ALS patients to go to live, and bring their families (if the want to, some of us may not)!