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Frank is looking not so 'rat-ish' now that he's starting to get some meat on his bones. cute little thing, isn't he? I just had to put this one up to show the size difference between big fluff and little fluff. Winston may act like he doesn't like Frank, but they sure get snuggly sometimes. :)
Nathan got a motercycle...yep, against my will and his better judgement he got a motercycle. I couldn't even tell him no "because it's too expensive" because his brother GAVE it to him :( He already went and took his test and got it inspected ($7) and registered ($10).... I guess I should be happy because it will save us A LOT in gas money each month but I just worry about him...people don't pay attention, especially now with text messaging and cell phones...and I worry about him getting hurt.
Frank is a biter...he discovered that toes wiggle when bitten and he thinks it is great, so that is making sleeping time a bit tricky. The good thing is he and Winston seem to really be getting along...Winston just needs to realize that Frank isn't quite big enough to full on wrestle and play with yet - and we have to gently remind him from time to time.
My mom is still not doing too well...she's still in ICU...this makes 9 days. And things just aren't healing like they want and she is just not doing too hot...I worry for her and I worry about my dad who sleeps (or attempts to sleep) on the couches in the waiting room...I went down last night (it is almost 1.5 hours from my house to the hospital) and babysat the waiting room while dad went home to shower. Today she is having no visitors and they are going to try and get her to sleep and eat and re-coup from all the craziness...
Well, my mother entered open-heart surgery about a half hour ago. Meanwhile, I am over an hour away working - partly to stay distracted, partly because we can't afford for me to miss work since Nathan got laid off...
I took a Prozac but I am still kinda freaking out. I know that thousands of people have had the surgery, but that doesn't abate my fears.
All I would ask is that anyone who reads this today keep my mom and dad in their prayers.
When we moved here last year from R.I., we thought we were making the right decision, and we had several things happen that would seem to have solidified that belief...we found a great house, for a great deal - Nathan's job that worked with his schedule and paid him well...
And things have not been all peaches and roses since we unpacked our boxes. Church has been hard - friends have been hard - money has been almost enough to kill us by itself - I weigh more now than I have EVER weighed - Nathan and I are constantly at each other's throats over STUPID things - our neighborhood is the mexican/white-trash ghetto - family troubles - Nathan lost his job - I can't go to school because of lack of fundage - and the list could go on. and I know I am beating a dead horse by complaining about it all...but 'it's my party and I'll cry if I want to...'
We tried to keep positive and think that we were here 'for a reason'and that all would smooth out over time, but I am beginning to think that it won't. And this last blow of Nathan losing his job just might be the "Deal-Breaker" for us to stay here...maybe it will be Anchors Aweigh for us, sooner than we ever thought...