One thing that happens weekly is a visit from Lorene and the two little boys, since Zane is in school. Lorene left them with me for a hour while she was off and those boys must have had spring fever, since they were inside and outside and wanting to play one game for 5 minutes, and then another game for 5 minutes, then perhaps this toy would be the right thing....and on and on.
I let them spray my plants with a little hand sprayer and that was the biggest mistake because then they went on to the windows and the kitchen floor, which is all well and good because they were all cleaner than when they started, but since they were willing enough to help wipe at first, that idea was much less appealing that running around spraying things. I finally shoved them outside and they could spray anything out there except the windows.
Before Lorene left Barry brought up my small stepladder from the basement, (how he can manage that since it is taller than he is I don't know), with the intent of get the marshmallows I keep on the top shelf. He can't get up there so I got the marshmallows and during this time the timer on the microwave rang to remind me I had clothes in the washer, but I forgot them because Christian grabbed the microwave door which didn't open and he was pulling it toward the edge of the counter! (He was on the stepladder.) Lorene jumped as only a mother can when her child is in danger and in the kerfluffle an egg full of glitter left over from Lynette's senior Spanish class crashed to the floor and we had glitter all over. I was glad to be done with the thing floating around. Poor Christian thought he was in trouble, but we were just all excited over the microwave incident.
I'm sweeping up the mess while the boys finished their ice cream cones. This was the first time they've ever eaten ice cream this way, so Lorene had to help them out by showing them how to take a bite and pretty soon they were all gone!
There is no much cuter than a little boy with a flower for his gramma. One time while the kids were outside that morning, I was in the basement attending to the forgotten laundry when I saw Christian running full tilt to the house with something in his hand. I went back upstairs so he could find and he held out his dandelion (with a long stem) for me. I put it with the other flowers on my counter.
I transplanted these dutch irises last year and I'm so pleased with the way they are thriving. There were some of my favorite spring flowers when I was a kid and I took some roots of Mom's when I had a place of my own to plant them.
Yesterday I took a trip to Omaha again. This time it wasn't because I had an infection. This time it was because it actually looked like I would be able to have that BAHA evaluation done at last. I was scheduled to have the evaluation done two months ago, but I had that horrible swelling mastoid infection and surgery instead.
The evaluation consisted of finding a foundation hearing level in my left ear by blocking sound in the right ear by putting noise in it. In the first test I pushed a button when I could hear sounds; in the second test I was supposed to repeat words. I couldn't hear half the words so I knew I wasn't doing well on that test.
The next part of the test the audiologist put a headband type thing where the transmitter rests on the bone behind my ear and the other end just rest on the other side of my head. Then I go through the same tests again, beeps and words and I did a much better job. The audiologist said I improved from 50% to 88% using that headband which makes me a good candidate for the bone anchored hearing aid (BAHA). As long as she kept the headband on my head could hear her speak plainly, but when she took it off, I was back to hearing the way I always do, like my head is covered in a pillow.
The next step is to schedule surgery to have the titanium rod inserted into the bone. But, first they have to talk to the insurance company.
I'm reading this book. I was interested because I was sure this massacre was mentioned in Janice Holt Giles book, "Six-Horse Hitch" a fictionalized novel the includes the Overland Trail, that ran a stage coach and freight lines. It is basically a compilation of newspaper articles, personal stories from witnesses, stories that came from ancestors, investigations of the site and other historical articles and insights that relate to the surrounding area and times.
The next thing that is going to happen on this computer is that Windows 10 is going to install whether I want it to or not. It's happening either because the mouse I use has a side button that clicks things sometimes that I don't want clicked or else I had 'automatic updates' clicked on my computer and windows is now automatically updating it and I can't stop it. My computer guy thinks that latter is what is going on. I will have 30 days to reverse it if I choose. It will all depend on if my business accounting software will still work with Windows 10 installed.
Arrgh.
However, I don't see any little windows open and ready to pounce, so who knows?
Thoughts for the day:
"When your values are clear to you, making decisions comes easier." -- Roy Disney
"Although no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending." -- Carl Bard
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