First, they had to drive through icy roads, and got stuck on I-80 about 25 miles west of Des Moines and were just parked there. They finally got off the interstate and went south to Highway 34 and took that east to Burlington. What should have been a 5 1/2 hour trip, turned into 8 1/2 hours.
Second, dad's dad passed away on Thanksgiving morning. He had been very ill for a long time, so it was not unexpected. He had a long and wonderful life, a loving wife, and 10 wonderful children (dad was number 8) and he is now in a much better place, with no more pain.
In addition to that, dad's mom got her car stolen that Monday, but then returned this Wednesday, luckily. She's not use to the way big cities work since she is from a very small farm town, so thought it was ok to leave her car unlocked with the keys in it while visiting one of dad's sisters here in Omaha. Needless to say, she has learned her lesson.
Mom and dad's 3rd anniversary was the day of the funeral. Mom was not going to remind dad, considering he had a bit more on his mind. But, he ended up remembering anyway, and they did get to go to dinner that evening to celebrate.
Finally, the night before the funeral (Monday evening) Samuel and I were playing with the monkey stuffie, and were playing tug-o-war. Mom was egging us on, when one of the legs came off. Well, Sam, the dork, started chewing on the leg, and when mom tried to take it away from him, he ran out the doggie door, and then when mom went outside to chase him to take it away, he ran away from her and swallowed the foot long stuffie leg!
At this point, she started freaking out, cuz all she could think about, was Kelsey, and his clogged tummy ordeal. Mom got out the peroxide, and made Samuel drink about a cup. He eventually did the horka, and up came his dinner. Mom waited some more, thinking, if the food came out, which went in first, and the stuffie leg, which went in second, did not come out, he might be in trouble! After about 20 minutes, mom figured the stuffie leg was not going to come back up, so hooked him up with the leash, and went outside to put him in the car to take him to the emergency vet. He stopped to horka on the front deck. No stuffie leg. Then they went down the steps to get in the car, and Sam did the horka again on the driveway, and guess what!?!? Up came the stuffie leg!!! Mom was VERY happy that she wasn't going to have to spend hundreds, if not thousands of dollars, to have the stuffie removed from Samuel's tummy. He's 9, you'd think he'd be over that sort of puppish stuff!
And dad wonders why mom drinks the adult grape juice. *Sigh*
Well, for more bad news, mom is going out of town again, and leaving all of us home, including dad! She is going to Kansas City with Kelsey's mom to see a KC Chiefs game. They are going down on Saturday (driving through an ice storm that is suppose to hit the area) to spend a couple hours at a spa, then doing some shopping at the plaza, and then dinner with more adult grape juice. Then, Sunday they will go early to the stadium to tailgate, (which means eating and drinking adult more beverages) and then come home after the game. They are both quite excited about their weekend! Well, minus the nasty weather they are suppose to get on Saturday morning, which mom will be driving through. (good thing she has plenty of experience with this sort of thing)
I have a lot to catch up on. So it will probably be a while before I can do so. But, just to make you all happy, here is a picture of my most beautimus face. (an oldie but a goodie)
(waiting for things to get back to "normal")