Sunday, December 31, 2017

Happy New Year!

I promised I would be here for one last post for the end of the year and HERE I AM!

We had a "sort of" White Christmas.  It was gone before Christmas morning but it was beautiful.  It's really bitter cold but I'm okay with it as long as I DON'T have to get out.  I H A T E the cold!

The holiday season is almost gone but it goes with wonderful memories of family.  We had a most welcome visit from the youngest at Thanksgiving and was serenaded by Snicklefritz and her classmates at her school.  Her Christmas arrived with a new grown up bed.  She is so big now.

"Penny" 12x9 oil
My art world has made giant steps this past year and I hope it continues.  A new studio to create and hopefully to show in our new gallery.  My brushes and easel have been busy creating some of the best art I have ever painted and I can't wait to see what more I can do.  This sweet little puppy is Penny, our nephew's family dog and I gifted it to them.  Penny is the last painting of 2017...what's next...

Come on 2018

Sunday, December 24, 2017

Merry Christmas

The year is winding down and we are the the second part of the wind down, Christmas.  Thanksgiving is the first and New Year's is the third.  The usual hoopla that is accompanied with all the Christmas rush has been really at a minimum for me, I welcome that.

First was a wonderful Christmas program with Snicklefritz.  She is darling isn't she!

A gathering of great friends at the cabin getaway. 

Out to dinner with my guy... 
where the lighting, for my lighting guy was inspiring.  We now own a fixture just like one of these.  He researched and researched and found one.  We were eating at a restaurant called Sisserou's in downtown Tulsa where these hang.   

Not much to say but Merry Christmas to one and all.  I will probably have one last wrap up between now and New Year's.

Saturday, December 09, 2017

Dinner Party Success

THIS has been the busiest week with various parties, events, tasks...I'm looking forward to this next week where only one thing is planned on Friday.  

We hosted a huge, well not huge, dinner party on Thursday night for 17.
I gathered my best dishes, ones I rarely use to set a festive feel. 
I served cheese, crackers, fruit and lovely wine for appetizers. 
And the main course was perfectly cooked beef tenderloin with roasted asparagus with red pepper, roasted potatoes and sweet potatoes with jalapeno salt and garlic bread.
Desserts were purchased things like tres leche cake, various cookies and dark chocolate candies.  The party was wonderful and the cleanup was easy, because The Hubby was in charge of that since I cooked, for his friends.  It was quite awesome to be in bed with my feet up and hear him clanking dishes and it was a great partnership to make that happen.  

I have to tell you I was a bit apprehensive that not all would go as planned because let me tell you that cut of meat, two of them, was costly.  I read and reread Barefoot Contesa's method of cooking, which I've done before, to do it perfectly.  As I planned the menu I realized that I was basically roasting every aspect of the menu.  Luckily I have two ovens but really that wasn't even necessary but it helped.  I put the tenderloins in the oven at 500 degrees to cook EXACTLY 25 minutes and rested 15 minutes.  While resting I put the potatoes and asparagus in at 400 degree (maybe 425) but the potatoes did take a few minutes longer.  The bread in the other oven for 10 minutes.  The potatoes I did leave in a bit longer which was perfect because it took time to slice two whole tenderloins.  I also made a horseradish sour cream sauce to go with the beef too.  Everything was perfect and the only leftover was a small serving of the regular potatoes and about half of the tenderloin.  There would actually not have been the leftover tenderloin except Fresh Market had only whole ones and I only needed 1-1/2 but leftovers are fantastic!  

It was actually so much fun I would like to do another one, my legs and feet though, they may have a different opinion.  

Monday, December 04, 2017

Monday Ramble

Good morning and welcome to a Monday Ramble. 

It's beginning to look a little like Christmas around these here parts.  I've had the urge to paint something Christmas'y so I bought the ornaments and a nutcracker for the studio to attempt.  Linda has two DARLING Santa's in our front window FOR SALE!  I want to get in on the holiday action...LOL...
Here are some photos of my part of the the new studio, my space.   
I also have a separate room that is my storeroom. 

This is our front room and it looks a lot different than this photo.  James, Linda's hubby has put those metal grids all over and we've started hanging our paintings.  It is AWESOME looking.  See the plant in the front area...that is a lemon tree...welcome to -


Had to snap another photo of myself.  The last few somehow I scrunch my head back and make the double chin THERE!  I can't stand that.   

This is my latest painting, a commission for our accountant.  It's his girls and today he is coming by to look at it and purchase, IF he likes it.  I think it turned out good but really don't want to be known for portraits.  I don't enjoy doing them as much and I struggle getting them right.  There's a lot of pressure to get them perfect. 

This weekend The Hubby and I skeedaddled off to cabin land for a little R&R.  Work, our other work has been a bit stressful for him.  We have work and LOTS of it, which is good but it's the other kind of stress now.  There's not an in-between for him, he's either stressed when we don't have work or he's stressed when we do have work.  The difference is he's a bit happier when we do have work.  Just wish he would stay in the middle with the stress.  Anyway, the weekend was pretty quiet as no one was there really and that's kind of nice.  I really got nothing accomplished except sleep and laying around.  We did get an invite for dinner next door at Jimbo and Harri's but Harri was not there.  She has a seasonal part time job so it was just Jimbo and he cooked for us a pot roast, mashed potatoes, and a cake for dessert.  It was YUMMY!  He retired nearly a year ago and has taken up cooking, especially baking and he's pretty good at it.  I would LOVE it if The Hubby would start cooking.  After nearly 42 years of planning, shopping, cooking, and cleaning it up I'm just about done.  Lately, I've been purchasing pizza, prepared casserole's or just serving a meat and veggie.  I'm so OVER cooking and all that goes with it.  Honestly I'm kind of done with food in general.  I just want to be fed something to make the stomach stop growling and not worry about what it is at this point.  I've got too much on my mind, painting and I don't want anything else in the brain to distract that.  

Oh, I ramble.  Back to the weekend.  Sunday morning when we got up and turned on our phones, and remember the reception at the cabin is spotty or non-existent, (we have a booster that is better at getting text messages) The Hubby had a phone message from where his mother lives, her retirement place that she had twisted her ankle and was being taken by ambulance to the hospital.  OH MAN, did he panic.  He called them and their computers were not working so no info on whether she was home or still at the hospital, so he called the hospital and found out she was still in the ER.  He had in his mind that she was there all night long.  Found out later it was only about 3 hours.  BUT, the problem was he was the only one that was called of the three boys and it wasn't by her.  She didn't want to bother anyone.  The Hubby had called the brothers which knew nothing and one lives down the street and could have even taken her.  Oh that woman, she didn't want to interfere with anyone's lives, or to be a burden but we would have been there in a flash.  As it turned out the brother-in-law was the one to go pick her up from the hospital to take her home.  They asked her why didn't she call and who did she think was going to take her home.  She said she thought her retirement place would have gotten her.  Oh, sweet mother-in-law, we would have been there for you in a flash, just call.  Of course most of this info was found out as we were driving back from the cabin at 90 miles an hour.  I had to tell The Hubby to back off, that it was not life threatening and he needed to CALM DOWN!  I've been through this scenario many times with Daddy, that all would be okay.  Life with a 90 year old...

And to top all of this off, this week, we have a bank function tonight, Tuesday an art luncheon and meet with another client that is purchasing a painting, and Thursday night we are hosting The Hubby's dance crew at out house for a dinner party.  I told The Hubby I wouldn't mind but had a casserole on my mind.  He wanted something more so I'm serving beef tenderloin, either roasted or mashed potatoes, either roasted asparagus with red peppers or green beans and bread and a tres leches cake (purchased).  THEN, after I had the menu planned he informs that one of the ladies is a vegetarian, maybe we should change the menu.  No, we are not changing the menu.  I'm also having a killer appetizer plate of olives, cheeses, crackers and assorted fruits and nuts.  Of course the house is still a mess from setting up the Christmas tree and I haven't even finished setting up around the house my santa's and decoration stuff.  On top of this I have payroll on Friday and Snicklefritz is spending the night Friday and Saturday night and she is attending a luncheon with me on Saturday.  I am so going to need Sunday to rest.  And yes, somewhere in the middle of this I have to go into the office which means usually about 7 in the mornings to get my work done.  

Sunday, November 26, 2017

The After Party

Thanksgiving 2017 is done and it's now time for moving to new studio, Christmas and Philbrook. 
I was up early Thursday to chop celery, onion and lemons for my Turkey.  (May have to paint this!)  Seems like the day went without a hitch except that the bro-in-law and his husband were sick and not able to come.  Sad they weren't able to see our youngest as she had not been home in over a year but it is what it is.  We missed them.  

Today, Sunday, I'm having a Trim the Tree dinner for them, the mom-in-law and my girls.  I'm trying to make it a tradition, and hey, it helps me for sure.  So my front room looks like Santa threw-up everywhere.  I did get the tree up and the lights on and tonight the ornaments will be hung.

Friday it was time to start the move to the "new" studio and I was going to use all the muscle I could gather, i.e. my girls and granddaughter.  I started the long process of loading my little push cart and made multiple trips back and forth from the old place to the new place.  Fortunately, it was in the same complex but it was a lot of trips and lots of loading.  By lunch time I was running on fumes and happily the army arrived with lunch and that muscle.  My girls helped manhandle my tables and shelves into place while Snicklefritz was our door opener.  I COULD NOT have finished it all without their help.  Then B was able to get my storage room pretty well organized before they left.  Makes my life so much easier and hopefully I will be painting again by Monday!  There will be pictures and more info on the studio soon so stay tuned.  Also a shout out to Linda (my painting partner) and her hubby James.  They got my taboret table in my painting room and that thing is HEAVY!  I was so afraid it wouldn't fit but they made it happen.  

Today, if you are around and about you HAVE to go by Philbrook Museum Gift shop and see B.  B is producing the Christmas tree pin for Philbrook this year.  She was the chosen artist for them and I could not be more proud of her.  So today, between 1-4 she will be there, sewing them.  Hope to see you there.   

The future of the month of December is huge.  I have so much to do.  The Hubby wanted to have his "dance crew" over for a dinner party and I said okay.  Of course this means really cleaning the house and COOKING!  I can do that for him but plan on having some of MY friends over too, hopefully, at a different time.  I "tried" to talk The Hubby into letting me make a casserole for 15 but oh no, he wants me to do the beef tenderloin.  Okay, okay, it will be an easy meal, but HE is doing the clean up!!!!!

Thursday, November 23, 2017

Turkey Day

It's that time again for TURKEY DAY and family.  It's The Hubby's favorite holiday and getting to be mine too, as it represents family and tons of memories.  No presents involved, family and food.  Thanksgiving brings so many childhood memories out for me.  When I was little we always went to our Greatgranny's house with all the fixin's in tow for the best ever meal.  Honestly I don't remember much about the food except for the turkey and cornbread dressing that mother had perfected.  At first I remember Greatgranny getting up all night long to baste her turkey in the roaster pan that was right outside of her bedroom "curtain." Yes, I wrote curtain.  You see she didn't sleep with Greatgranddaddy, she slept in the freezer room on a featherbed, the softest bed in the world and We each got a turn to share the tiny bed with her when we visited.  

This Thanksgiving I am grateful for family and friends and the wonderful life I live.  I'm so happy that my whole family is here to celebrate (minus the almost son-in-law, he had to work.)  It's quite a whole feeling to have all my little chicks close around me.  
This morning of course I was awake at 2:30 for some crazy reason.  My eyes popped open and I was AWAKE!  I laid in the bed tossing and turning till about 3:30 and decided to just get up.  I was going to be up at 8 anyway to begin some prep for Mr. Tom Turkey to go in the oven.  Everything went off without a hitch with TONS and TONS of wonderful food, family and fantastic weather. 

This year Daddy decided to go to Bro's house for dinner.  It really makes more sense, they live in the same town (I get Sis and her family!) and Daddy has decided that HE IS NOT DRIVING ANYMORE!!!!!!!  Yippee.  At least we won't need to worry about that anymore and if we can sell the car and get the car insurance canceled he will have a little more money each month.  I know it's hard to host Daddy for anything because Daddy is restless and always wants to head home almost before he arrives.  He didn't disappoint on that part as Bro said he ate, didn't even wait for dessert, and wanted to taken home.  

Well, Happy Thanksgiving to everyone and bring on CHRISTMAS!

Friday, November 10, 2017

Studio Update

A lot has changed in the past 24 hours.  First, I took 3rd place in the Alpha Rho Tau members show at The Hive in Jenks last night for "Oren's Flowers" in floral category.  Very happy with that.

The studio thing, well, yesterday we three met, Linda, Gil and I and looked at the front space that is in our building.  Sadly there is only room for us girls so we had to make a decision.  But first we three drove around to look at other prospects for the three of us but did not find anything that we could all afford.  So back at the studio we made the decision that Linda and I would take the space and Gil will have to find another place at least for a year and we will keep looking for something to include, hopefully.  We are still going to have some shows together this next year because we have been billed as Studio 3.  

The space will work great for us two but it does need some cleaning and readjusting of some things but it will be great and we will have a GALLERY in the front that faces the street with windows.  That is so exciting for us.  The place has carpet and the landlord does not want to take it up but he's just fine if we spill paint or turpentine.  Who knew!  We're pretty careful but Linda's students, sometimes...will have to watch them.  Also, the hitch is we have to be out of our space by December 15.  CRAP!  Unfortunately Linda husband will be a big factor in getting the place ready is out of town all next week and part of Thanksgiving week so that will leave us a whopping 2 weeks basically to move.  Hope we can get it done and hopefully before Christmas.  Thankfully I've already started Christmas shopping and I'm not hosting anything big except maybe a dinner party here.  

Oh well, I'm happy and sad for Gil but it just can't be helped.

Wednesday, November 08, 2017

Roller Coaster

This has been a roller coaster week and it's only WEDNESDAY!!!!!

The art thing, well, it is AWESOME!  I've finished a couple of paintings that have been some of the best I have ever done.  I'm getting all kinds of accolades and it feels good, real good.  

"Main Street Tavern Glow"
24x18 oil on linen

"Orchid and Glass"
24x18 oil on linen

On the Daddy front, I did go to see him on Sunday to pay his bills.  He apologized but not sure how I feel about that right now.  I did have to go back today to drop off his cat food (after I went to 2 stores to get the right kind.)  When I walked in he cried out that his neck was killing him, his knees and and hands.  He has a crick in his neck.  Thankfully the home health care nurse was supposed to be there at 10:30 to check on him.  

Heading back to the studio to finish the first painting I hit rush hour.  YUCK!  Finally there Linda and I were painting fiends and I started another painting after signing the Glow.  Both of these paintings on Facebook have hit epic likes and comments and the orchid one was chosen as the banner on one group page I had just joined.  SO EXCITING!  As the day was going on about 1:30 the doorbell rang and Linda answered the door to find the neighbor clinic/office people there.  They came in and were talking about when we MOVE OUT on Tuesday!!!!!  Linda nearly screamed, "Get Gil!"  He was back in his room with headphones on but heard us and came running.  What, what, what IN THE HELL IS GOING ON!  The clinic is expanding and apparently taking over our space which was news to us, maybe not so much Gil which was concerning.  Linda and I are so confused and upset because we just don't know what is going on.  Supposedly we are to move in the space up front that is for lease but there IS NO kitchen or bathroom.  Oh there is a bathroom but it shares with another clinic in a common room.  Not sure how we feel about that.  Not sure how this all happened but we do know that Gil's lease (we sub-let from him) ended LAST February and he never signed another one.  So I guess the landlord has the authority to do this crap.  He's really a nice guy and I think Gil all along knew about it, actually, I'm kind of thinking that he really wants us out out, that it's just not working for him and he didn't know how to let us know.  Well, CRAP!  I'm devastated and so is Linda.  We are going to look at the space tomorrow but we also have a line on another place.  It's just a bad time with the holidays coming.  

Anyway, this week so far has been a roller coaster of emotions and frankly I'm tired of it.  I just want to PAINT!

Sunday, November 05, 2017

Sunday Ramble

It's early, 6:15 A.M., that is on daylight savings time.  It's funny that I actually woke up at the usual 5 A.M. time even thought it was 6, so I guess I did get an extra hour in.  Man, I need more coffee, that's too much for the brain this early in the morning.  

Clayton is of course up with me ready to eat.  It's so nice that he is finally eating normal again.  Well, normal is not exactly right because he is on Prescription diet with two kinds of antibiotics that we have to fix.  What's bad is that before he got sick I had purchased nearly $100 of dog food, canned and two bags of his lamb bites dry.  I'm not sure he can go back to eating that yet.  He has a can and a half of the Prescription stuff left so I will call on Monday and see what the vet says.  He still has an occasional spit up thing but that is actually a normal for him as he has acid reflux going on too.  I'm just glad he's better and I can smother him in kisses and hugs and he's in my lap letting me do that.

I have a dilemma going on in my heart and head today.  I have not been to see my father in nearly 2 weeks, since he yelled at me the last time.  I can't seem to make myself go there again.  I just don't want him to do that again but I know he probably needs me to write some checks for him.  It's not something you put yourself willingly into.  I'm in a happy place right now with work, my life, painting and I don't know if I want to upset that again as it takes a toll on my well being.  When The Hubby and I went to dinner the other night he told me that when I was trying to tell him what Daddy had done and then I broke down and sobbed, that he had not seen me cry like that in years, since Momma died.  He was actually angry at Daddy.  He said that it really bothered him that I was so hurt.  That I was basically attacked by my father.  We've had a lot of discussions about Daddy and the man he is and was and that he has not changed.  I think Momma kept him even to an extent but he is reverting to the man I grew up with and I think that is what hurts so very much.  I thought he had changed but in reality not.  I know, I know, he is an 82 year old man but that does not give him the right to be a jerk, again, to make me a grown ass woman CRY again, like a little girl and be scared of him.  I'm sorry but I do not forgive him.  I am hurt and I will stay home I think again today.  Maybe this week I will venture that way but I have to heal my heart here.  You know he yelled at B and little Snicklefritz several months ago too.  Don't remember about what but it's why they haven't been back either.  It scared Snicklefritz and B.  The man puffs up like an angry peacock and let me tell you sometimes it's for the scare factor, but I know, for a fact that he has been physical and I think that is what is so scary.  

I hope Time Does Heal in this case but I don't see it happening.  

Saturday, November 04, 2017

Painting and My Sanity

I've had a rough few weeks lately but I'm drowning out the negativity at the easel, getting lost with each stroke of paint, each color I mix.  Finished this one and even though the photo is bad I'm posting it.  I call it 

"Orchid and Glass" 

I didn't even stop the movement of the brush and paint and started in on the next one.  I took the photo upstairs at Main Street Tavern in Broken Arrow while attending the Class of '72's 45 class reunion.  I loved the reflections and am going to try and capture them... far... 

I have to not pass up that I'm not a fan of Halloween but sort of got into the mood with a little swipe of my hair and the gray revealed a little bit of Cruella Deville!  

AND if please go to the Philbrook Gift shop and buy one or TWO Christmas Tree pins.  Our oldest has the contract for the tree pins and has been hand sewing for months.  

Also on that note, I've sent the email out to family for Thanksgiving and I've started Christmas shopping (online only.)  PLUS our youngest is going to be here for Thanksgiving and I'm so very excited.  

Monday, October 30, 2017


Our sweet little Clayton is a very sick boy.  After a night of vomiting and pacing, ALL NIGHT LONG, I took him to the vet on Friday morning first thing.  
This is the second time in 2 weeks that I have met them opening the clinic with Clayton in my arms.  I left him in their capable arms hoping to find out what is wrong with our boy.  I waited till about noon then called to see if the vet had been able to see what was going on with him.  

Pancreatitis!  Our poor baby.  The vet said that he was still vomiting bile and had added diarrhea to the equation.  Luckily that was at the vet, yuck.  Since we were heading to the cabin for the weekend I thought it best he spend the weekend at the vet to get the specialized care he needed and the vet agreed.  But, I can tell you I sure miss him.  Here it is Monday morning and I have to wait till after nine today to check on him and hopefully bring him home.  He will definitely have a new diet and NO BITES FROM THE TABLE!  The Hubby said when he came to live with us that we would not feed him human food but you know who has broken that rule, time and time again, THE HUBBY!  I've tried to tell him that but he's like a kid and doesn't listen to me, maybe now he will.  Those little bites of food are not good for this guys tummy. 

Thursday, October 26, 2017

Another Day of Sadness

My day this morning (should say yesterday morning) as it is 1:30 a.m. that I am writing this.  I got up early, 4:30 in fact because my carpel tunnel was driving me nuts.  Since I was up I decided to work on another gallery application.  That kind of done I decided to clean the kitchen, really scour and do a load of sheets.  Feeling accomplished it was out the door to the pharmacy to pick up my prescriptions and get a flu shot then gas up the car to head to Daddy's.  I was on deck to be there when the home health care nurse came to see him.  I have to preface this that the day before Sister told me that he drove his car (not supposed to yet or he looses his home health care) to get gas SO he could mow his yard on his brand spanking new riding lawnmower.  

I've been paying his bills for him and keeping track in Quicken on his laptop since his handwriting is so bad.  I was in the middle of balancing his checkbook on the computer when I casually mentioned that Sis said he drove to the convenience store.  He said just to the store around the corner.  I said that he shouldn't tell the home health care lady about that.  He went off, AGAIN, saying I was treating him like a child, that he wasn't stupid that he knew what to say and what not to say.  He was yelling at me.  I sat there blinking and tears filling my eyes.  I told him to stop yelling at me or I was not going to come back.  Then he got up to do something and I continued what I was doing while crying.  I nearly got up and left right then but I knew I needed to stay.  

The HHC lady came and noticed I was upset.  He totally jumped up from his chair and was answering questions and acting like he's all better and doing great, which he really is doing well.  When she was done and left boy Daddy was oh so sweet asking questions about my studio, being oh so kind, NOT!  I said I had to go to the office and I high-tailed it out of there.  

I am absolutely heartbroken by his attacks.  I texted my Bro and Sis and told them what happened for the 2ND TIME!  Sis said he feels like I am trying to take away his independence.  WHAT THE HELL!  I just want what's good for him and safe and safe for the public.  For goodness sake the man has had strokes and should not be driving but I never said he couldn't.  I just don't understand why he keeps going after me.  I have cried so many tears today and am so very sad.

Now we are in the middle of the night and I just dozed off to sleep and then our sweet dog, Clayton is sick, AGAIN, like he was a couple of weeks ago.  Itching like crazy and vomiting and vomiting.  Last time I had him at the vet and the poor guy had hives.  No hives this time but his poor tummy.  He is pacing and pacing and wants to go outside to eat plants and promptly come inside to throw it all up on my floor.  Why is he doing this at night.  Last time he was eating my lemon grass plant but the vet said it wouldn't hurt him.  He's again eating that plant and that is not fun for him to get rid of or me to clean up, several times.  Tonight I turned off his doggy door but that poses another problem where goes to the door and barks to go outside.  Dang it.  So twice now I've turned off the alarm and walked around the yard with him with a flashlight and not allowing him to eat stuff.  He's eating my pansies too and I've had those in the yard for several years now.  

I'm sleepy, exhausted, mentally and now physically. We are in my room with the door shut.  He is pacing, itching and faux throwing up, and I'm typing, wishing for a good nights sleep that is not going to happen.  I had planned to spend the day at my easel but I have an idea that's not going to happen.  No sleep makes a shaky paintbrush.  

Saturday, October 14, 2017

My Week

This week has been full, it's been emotional and BUSY!  I finished this lovely painting and plan on putting it in a judged show next month along with the next two.  I am immensely proud of these paintings and feel I've come to the next level in my artistic travels.  Next month they will be at The Hive in Jenks.  This month I have five paintings there for a show.  It's a great venue and you OUGHT to go sometime and check it out.  
"Oren's Flowers" 30x24 oil

"Jara's Tulips" 24x24 oil

"Picnic" oil

Today I deliver these skull paintings to The Cottage Gallery for a Skulls show, a prize money show!!! 

I've been hiding away actually in my studio.  Monday was a good day, and not so good.  I got up knowing I was to meet three old high school friends for breakfast and was really looking forward to it, but first was a stop to see my father in the nursing home he is at for his rehab after yet another stint in the hospital.  I'm not sure if I've written about it but he really came close to leaving this earth this time around, and he just does not get it.  Anyway, I went in knowing that Daddy had laid into my brother the day before, wanting to go home.  I knew, KNEW that when he would be feeling better, not good enough to really go home, but good enough that he would be itching to leave and head home to his chair and his cat.  Sure enough he went after my brother.  Bro walked out.  So going in on Monday morning I was ready, or so I thought.  I saw Daddy sitting in the commons area where the residents gather for their meals.  He was sitting with two lovely ladies that he has struck up a friendship with.  I sat down and said, "Hi Daddy." He quickly introduced me as his oldest daughter then he turned and started in on me yelling and banging his hand on his walker.  I was stunned even though I thought I was ready.  He yelled and glared at me and said, "I'M GOING HOME TODAY!" I told him that he was going to stay until he was ready, that he always goes home too soon and then rebounds because he went home too soon.  I told him that this was the third (maybe fourth) time since May he has been in the hospital and he was going to stay until the doctor said go, not him.  He glared and hammered on the walker and yelled again.  I told him he was going to have to quit yelling at me and Bro, that was not acceptable, that we were only trying to help him, that we love him.  That he was acting like a child and was going to stay.  He yelled and whammed his hand again.  I was so embarrassed and was crying and his table mates were whispering to me they were sorry.  His hollering made me realize that he thought we had brought him there to STAY!  Far from it.  I said, "Daddy, when the doctor signs the papers for you to go home, then I will take you home!" He stopped but not before I was so very, very hurt by his words.  His breakfast came, he turned around to eat and I told him I had to go to meet friends and he said "BYE" while eating, I left.  Here it is Saturday morning and I have not been back.  I'm still very hurt and frankly I'm embarrassed to even look him in the eye.  I don't want to face him and probably won't until he goes back home.  You can blame it on his older age, but in reality, that is the old Daddy, one I've seen many times in my life and you cannot blame it on his age, AT ALL!  I then found out that on Thursday my brother got a call from the place that said come quick.  Daddy was railing after someone about going home, that they said he was supposed to be released.  When he goes off, it is not good.  Sis was in the mix too.  Bro got there and figured out (and I told him Daddy only hears what he wants to hear) that he was to be released.  He neglected to glean on the words "released TUESDAY!" He only heard released and he went after that.  Bro let him rail and then said, "Are you through," then went on to explain.  That seemed to settle all of them down, then he left to go back to work.  Bro was in a good place with Daddy up until all this, now he's back to square one.  Daddy can be mean, always could, with words and THOSE EYES!  Scary stuff.  

Monday after the horrible visit I went on to meet three old high school friends and I didn't want it to happen but when I saw Pat and hugged her neck I broke down.  
I just sobbed.  Luckily, they are great friends and it felt good to vent. Pat is a doctor and she told me some stuff that I need to be on the look out for for Daddy.  First he should not even be on any kind of statin drugs at his age!  Second, he needs to find a gerontologist for his care.  Not sure if we can make that happen as Daddy LOVES his stupid doctor, and his stupid care is partly why we are here today.  

Sorry to vent, really, it's just been one of those weeks.

Tuesday, October 03, 2017

Life Goes On

It is done, all is done.  I finished the 30 day painting challenge.  It's been posted on the Strada Easel page and Leslie Saeta, artist page.  Whew.  Yesterday I think I hit a downer kind of feeling that I was done and hit a wall.  Planning on the party for Gloria, painting everyday, Daddy and his health, I was at a loss what to do with myself.  Exhaustion was part of that equation and ended up sleeping most of the afternoon.  
It didn't help with all the news on about the events in Las Vegas, Tom Petty passing and my Aunt Sharon's husband of over 30 years passing away.  Life is short peeps.  Make hay while you can and today it is back to the easel, well after work, delivery of paintings for a show (then installation), then maybe I can put paint to canvas.  Life is busy yet again.  

Saturday, September 30, 2017

We have arrived to Day 30 of this 30 day painting challenge and I chose my darling mother-in-law to paint. Today is her 90th birthday and we will be honoring her with a huge surprise party (shhhh, don't tell her.) She actually is NOT on Facebook, so no worries.
I lucked out in the MIL department when I married into this wonderful family. Gloria is one of the most kind, compassionate, beautiful, gracious, elegant, oh I will run out of adjectives to describe her, she is the BEST! She has raised three of the most responsible, respectable, successful, stand-up sons you will ever meet. She is truly the matriarch of this family and is the best role model my girls could ever have.
It has been an honor and privilege to call her MOTHER-IN-LAW, mother, friend, confidant. Here is to you Gloria, I love you.
Thank you everyone for tolerating this 30 day challenge and I appreciate all of your compliments, likes and loves. I am getting to do what I LOVE to do.

Saturday, September 23, 2017

LIfe in Turmoil

Hello, hello.  Life in this household is going full tilt.  So much has happened, is happening and some I don't think I can share, but must.

First of all, dear Daddy-O is yet again in the hospital.  
This is a photo of the last time he was in there.  He doesn't look this good, trust me.  
My siblings and I have been in turmoil trying to decide the best course for him.  He was at home but it was very clear that it was bad this time.  When I walked in the door on Sunday he turned to me and said, "I'm DYING!" Oh my, scared me to death because he had lost so much weight.  His eyes were hollow and he was frightened.  Bro took him to a regular visit to his doctor and it was a miracle he got him in the car, out of the car and in the door.  Then the DUMB ASS doctor said, "He needs to eat and exercise," and SENT HIM HOME!  Clearly he was not seeing or experiencing what we were.  By Thursday Bro loaded Daddy in the car and headed to the hospital.  We were done.  After Bro and Daddy sat in the ER from 3 in the afternoon till (Bro finally left at 11pm) 3 in the morning, they admitted Daddy.  What was happening to him is that his muscles were breaking down and coming out in his urine.  OH MY GOD!  What could be going on here.  I went yesterday and they did an abdominal ultrasound to see about his liver and kidneys suspecting that his cholestrol/statin drug that the DUMB ASS doctor prescribed has been KILLING HIM!  He has all the symptoms that lead to this conclusion.  ALSO, could be that Daddy did forgot to mention (or just flat is in denial) that he was diagnosed many years ago with cirrhosis of the liver.  Clearly, and I'm not a doctor, you DON'T prescribe a patient with cirrhosis statin drugs.  Poor Daddy, he doesn't realize that this may be the end of him living at home by himself.  We cannot watch him 24/7.  We are active people with hugely active lives that we can't just sit with him.  It is time to sell the house and move on to the next chapter but as he gets to feeling a bit better he is under the impression that he will get to go home.  Also, the hospital will get tired of him whining "I want to go home NOW!" and will release him too early.  Well, found out we can stop that because of his medicare, we hope.  We tried to get the D.A. doctor to prescribe home health care which Medicare pays for but he WON'T do it, they DON'T pay for nursing home or assisted living.  Daddy has no money, even after we sell the house, NO MONEY, to pay for assisted living or even a nursing home and Medicaid facilities in this state are almost non-existent, and we don't won't to go there anyway.  I don't know what we are going to do with a stubborn old man and a DUMB ASS doctor.  

Plus sweet Susie may have to find a new home, maybe here!!!! 

Not only are we dealing with Daddy and drama I'm helping with this little project 
So if you are a Plein Air painter and have not heard about this event, it is taking place October 21, 2017.  Click on the link for more info! 

and......I'm still doing the 30 day painting challenge.  Oh my gosh, it is day 23 and we (my friend Linda and I) are almost at the end.  It has been quite fun and it forces you to paint everyday and you do get better.  So far I've even sold a couple of them and one of them, the skull is going to be in a show next month.  Speaking of art shows, we have been entering all kinds of online and actual shows.  In fact we have several large ones coming up, local and one in Arkansas (that on if we're juried in.)  

AND if that isn't enough for me to be busy with, along with work, next Saturday we having 40-50 of my sweet Mother-in-Laws family and friends to celebrate her 90th birthday here for DINNER!  I really must have rocks in my head to be planning this but I am having it catered so I really just have to get the house ready.  So clean house I have to squeeze into all the time I have in my day.  EGADS!!!!!