Have you wondered where I’ve disappeared too?  I’m still around, just busy-ing myself with different things. 

I’ve spent a long weekend out in the country with my in-laws and had a great time.  Another time I spent an entire week out there with them.  Both times they were having my truck worked on trying to get the heater to work.  The first try the mechanic added antifreeze and said that it didn’t have enough to make it heat (I had never heard that before but whatever).  He said it was blowing hot air now and that should fix the problem.  Great in theory but in reality it didn’t work out that way.  It about froze me out all the way home.  Next Keith put a new thermostat in the truck and that didn’t work either.  Then my father-in-law made another appointment with the mechanic and I took it back for him to work on.  Then as luck would have it this last winter snow blast came in and delayed the mechanic in getting started on it.  He finally found the problem, it was air-locked due to the low antifreeze problem.  They removed a couple of hoses to break the air lock, put them back in place, refilled the antifreeze and when I drove it home it about ran me out of the truck it was blowing some really hot air.  I enjoyed the ride home even if it was a little too warm, it was just nice to have heat after not having heat for almost two winters, I certainly am not going to complain about being too warm because it was much better than being too cold.  It’s fixed now and I am very appreciative of my father-in-law and step mother-in-law for having it fixed for me.

I’ve been spending a lot of time playing games on Facebook.  Until Hubby passed the only thing I did on Facebook was change my status.  I didn’t have time to get involved in any of the different game apps, in fact I didn’t even know that they existed.  Once he passed and I found myself lost and with more time on my hands than what I knew to do with, I got to exploring Facebook.  I now understand why so many people are addicted to it where before I couldn’t figure out what the buzz was all about…but I still don’t understand Twitter and it’s appeal.

Jezzie and I are still very happy with each other.  The night that I came home from being gone for a whole week she didn’t just sleep beside me curled into the back of my legs, she slept ON my legs.  I guess she was making sure that I stayed there with her.  She is sitting here on the computer desk with me as I type this, I guess she is giving me her editorial approval.  She has brought me comfort and given me an outlet on which to lavish my love and care.  She loves me unconditionally (just as Hubby did), she gives me something to focus on rather than focusing on my grief and loss.  Of course if she’d learn to have conversations, tease me and play practical jokes on me (like Hubby did) it would be almost like having Hubby here with me, notice I said almost, it isn’t quite the same but she is helping heal my broken heart.

So that’s been my life for the last few weeks.  It’s back to being rather boring and mundane but at least it hasn’t been filled with sorrow and sadness and that’s a good thing for right now.

By now you all know that I am a transplanted Okie living in Arkansas.  One of my childhood friends that still lives in Oklahoma sent this to me, it is the funniest thing that I’ve read in a long time. 

Oklahoma’s New State  Song,"SNOW….klahoma"
Sing to the tune of "Oklahoma." (Caroly Channell  Canida)
SNOW…klahoma Where the cold front’s sweepin’ down  the plain
And the piles of sleet, beneath your  feet
Follow right behind the freezing  rain.
SNOW…klahoma Ev’ry night my honey lamb and  I
Travel home from work and hope some  jerk
Doesn’t wreck our car in passing  by!!
We know we belong to the land
But we could use some salt and more  sand
That’s why we say…WHOA!! We’ve slid the other  way…YIKES!!
We’re only sayin’ You’re slick as snot  SNOWklahoma
SNOWklahoma  SNOW-K-L-A-H-O-M-A!!

I decided to go to bed a few minutes ago.  Before I could do so I had to do the usual routine, get a drink, go to the bathroom and make sure Jezzie was in her spot.  I wasn’t exactly sure where Jezzie was so I did the normal look for her.  I swiveled around in my chair and glanced back at the bed to see if she was in her spot-she wasn’t there.  I looked under the desk to see if she was laying on top of the floor vent-she wasn’t there.  I thought that I’d probably have to entice her out from under the bed where she likes to lay on the other floor vent.  I got up to get her treats, I can rattle the container and she’ll come running for a treat.  Just before I got to the treats this is what I noticed:

I had to sleep in an L shape last night because she decided to lay squarely in the middle of the bed and now tonight she has decided that she wants MY spot.  She doesn’t normally sleep this high in the bed and usually sleeps in the bend of my knees. And it even looks like she’s scooted her legs under the covers…I guess I’ll sleep on the other side tonight…spoiled brat

One picture is worth a thousand words.

Snow, snow go away.  Come again another day….like maybe in August when it’s so hot and we could use a cool down.

And who ever left that arctic gate open, were you born in a barn or what, please go back and shut the darn thing. 

I can handle the cold, but dang if I wanted arctic weather I’d move to Alaska.

That is all, freeze carry on.

Hand him your digital camera and tell him to knock his socks off taking pictures.  Not only will you get a good laugh at him trying to figure out how the camera is going to knock his socks off but he’ll keep himself entertained taking pictures of anything he can think of to take a picture of.  Such as:

A picture of one of the shelves in my room:

A picture of a dresser:

A picture of the ceiling fan in my room:

A picture of a curtain:

A picture of Mickey (see I’m not the only one who takes pictures of the bird and ironically it was the first picture that he took):

And best of all you don’t have to spend any money getting the pictures developed.  But I have just realized that I have passed on that gene that has a love for taking pictures of just anything  simply because we find it either amusing or interesting.  Doesn’t have to interesting or amusing to anyone else as long as we find it interesting or amusing.  Now that I think about it, Saturday is Garret’s birthday and a cheaper digital camera might just be the present he needs

Today is the anniversary of DJ’s cancer diagnosis.  There is not a day that goes by that I don’t miss him something fierce.  But it is the little things that I miss most.  Trivial everyday things that we take for granted.  Things like him coming to get me a towel when I would forget to get one before I got into the shower.  Things like him coming to check on me when he heard a loud noise where ever I was.  Things like when he was working and came home the first thing he did when he walked through the door was to hug and kiss me.  Things like when he wanted a glass of tea he’d say “warman bring me a glass of tea”.  Things like blaming messes that he made on “the hitch-hiker” so that I would be irritated at the hitch-hiker (the hitch-hiker was imaginary) and not him.  Things like when we faced a problem him telling me not to worry about it he would handle it…and he always did.  Things like making me chocolate covered strawberries for Valentines Day when I was sick with the flu.  Things like thanking me for supper even if all we had were hot dogs.  Things like taking me out to eat at least once a week so that I had a chance to sit down and be served dinner and didn’t have to do the clean up afterwards.  Things like keeping a look out for “snowbirds” in the winter (snowbirds are those birds that are fatter than sparrows and usually appear a day or two before it snows).  Things like predicting what kind of winter we would have based on what kind of summer we had.  He predicted that this was going to be a cold, snowy winter…and so far it’s been bitterly cold with several days not even getting above freezing, three snows in the last nine days and this next weeks forecast is to be more of the same.  He always said that it was part of his Native American heritage that he could predict the weather like he could. 

Yes, I miss him terribly.  Not a day goes by that I don’t wish that I could rewind time and this never have happened.  But I can’t rewind time.  I’ve been told that now that the major holidays have passed it will get easier.  Right now I don’t think it will ever get easier.