December 2011


Dec 2
Gordo has a little ritual every day. He sits at the vanity in his bathroom … with the magnifying mirror and puts eye cream on, eye drops in, nose drops and rubs on lotion (Twilight Woods from Bath and Body works … a little weird and a story for another day), and age spot cream on his hands and face. I typically stand around to make sure that he doesn’t put the nose drops in his eyes, etc. as he gets a little confused sometimes. I really try to not to make it too obvious that I’m watching ... to show him some respect … plus he’s really done very well lately.
So yesterday while he was going through his morning “beautifying session” I was making his bed and cleaning up his room. When he yells out …“Pooker Annie!” … yes dad. There is something wrong with my eye drops. Ok … so I go into the bathroom. Oh daddy … you have your glasses on. He says … oh… I guess that’s a little silly … I reply … yes a little bit … but at least you didn’t put nose drops in your eyes. Gordo says …now … isn’t that the truth! He resumes his routine … whistling away.
God love him!
Hug your old folks today!
Dec 4
I get up every day between 5am and 5:30. This gives me the time I need to drink some coffee check emails and do my FB stuff … before going into Gordo’s room (promptly) at 6:30.
Well … this morning Dad’s light was on, so I hurried into his room.
What’s wrong dad? He says that he spilt some water or something last night and it’s all over the floor by his chair. OK … walk to his chair … nothing … look all around his room … nothing. Well dad … I don’t see anything now… must of dried. (have no clue what he’s talking about). Pooker Annie I tried calling you. Well daddy … I received no calls. He says … I know! It wouldn’t get it out of the “Amber” mode. OMG! He’s been calling my daughter … Amber … all night! She must think he’s gone mad.
I’ll call her later this morning to explain since … it is … 5:30 in the morning! Good Grief!
Bizzaro World. Have a super Weekend My Friends
Dec 5
Gordo wakes up this morning and says he dreamt that he was selling Real Estate (he used to be an agent) in a wheelchair. Wow … dad… did you sell some houses? I guess so Pooker Annie … Marilyn Monroe was in the back seat of my car, as I was showing her houses. Then I asked … how did you drive her around if you were in a wheel chair? His serious reply … Her chauffeur … of course!
Why do I torture myself? Lol
Have a super week my friends
Dec 6
Last night … out of nowhere … Gordo decides he wants to watch the last 10 minutes of some movie. He doesn’t know the name of it … has no clue if we own it or not … doesn’t remember who’s in the show … but in this part of the movie a guy is singing When Irish Eyes are Smiling.
OK … I will spare you the details of my detective work other than to say … Sherlock Holmes doesn’t have squat on Biba ;).
Name of the movie: Life without Dick … Thank Goodness … we own this movie!
Starring: Sarah Jessica Parker and Harry Connick Jr.
The song: Danny Boy (not … When Irish Eyes are Smiling).
Just as I’m putting in the DVD and forwarding it to the last 10 minutes … I (jokingly) say … Dad you are a pain in the butt. He says … no I’m not … I just know what I want! Then I retort … yah… well that doesn’t make you any less of a pain. Oh … Pooker Annie … I knew you could do it … though.
They say I get my rewards in Heaven … but have to die first. Guess I’ll wait a while ;)
Dec 11
Took Gordo to the library yesterday at Lone Star College Cyfair.
Wheelchair, his cane, book bag, my patience and we go. HUGO (his walker) is not sufficient for long hauls ;).
Hundreds and hundreds of large print books and DVDs. He gets a couple of books, and then we head over to the DVDs. He’s busy looking and I’m a couple rows over … when I hear (as does the rest of the library) ... “Pooker Annie”! I run over and politely shush him. What dad? I want Golden Boy! OK … I look and find nothing with that name. Dad … are you sure that’s the name? He replies … I think it is. Daddy ... who’s in it? … “I don’t remember”. Oh boy … here we go again. Googled it.
Dad … is William Holden in it? That turns on the light bulb. Yes … yes ... William Holden. So I look again … Sorry Dad … but they don’t have that one. Well “Pooker Annie” … we’ll just get another one … he was the most popular actor of his time, so there should be plenty of others. I’m thinking (probably not).
I’m running around like an idiot … back and forth between the catalog and internet searches in an effort to find ONE frickin William Holden movie. FINALLY … they have a VHS tape (thank goodness I still have a player). “The Bridge on the River Kwai.” Found one Dad! He says … That’s all? Yes dad … that’s the only one.
He seriously looks up at me and says … Next time we should go back to our usual library. They have a better selection.
At this point all I can say is … Daddy … you’re probably right.
Bizzaro World ;)
Dec 12
Mikey and I are going to feast on some Dim Sum today. Yummy! Sorry Aunt Liz ... Gordo's "Healthy Choice" meals are in the freezer. ;)
Dec 13
Texan Football has been off my radar this year, as it is the only day I get several hours away from Gordo (my sister comes over). I usually get my nails done or have lunch with hubby.
Yesterday after my wonderful dim sum lunch with Mike and good friend Kim, Dad was in the living room watching the game by himself, as I fluttered about folding laundry, etc. I would occasionally look at the TV and it looked like the Bengals had this one. I (privately) thought … another Texan let down.
So when Gordon yells … “Pooker Annie … I think the Texans are going to win… I basically just thought ok dad … whatever. I reply … that’s good Dad and keep on about my business. Again … Pooker Annie … I really think they are going to win. Oh for Pete sake! I stop what I’m doing and sit down next to him on the couch. HOLY SHIITAKE! They get the “infamous” touchdown with 2 seconds to go. NOW … I’m yelling and screaming at the TV! Extra point!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Texans win!
Gordo: I told you. Yes daddy … you sure did. Then he (sweetly asks) … can I have one of those Christmas cookies? Absolutely! You can have three!
Better pay more attention to Dad ;
GO TEXANS!
Dec 14
Gordo asks me each morning … “Pooker Annie” … what’s on the docket?
This week’s docket is full.
Yesterday we took a drive to Waller and visited with Amber and baby Jared. She made him hot chocolate and served him cookies … plus her “direct TV” has an oldies holiday music station … that … he made her turn up and … BTW … wants it for Christmas. Hope U Verse has something close;). Needless to say … he was one happy camper.
Today we’re off to the doctor’s and then getting his hair cut.
Tomorrow the home healthcare nurse, physical therapist and the oxygen man aka “Oxygen Dave” come to the house.
Thursday is the men’s monthly lunch at Yao’s and at 6pm … a Christmas party at the old folks home where he used to live. BTW ... Thanks Aunt Liz for taking the night shift;)
What will we do on Friday????
Have a super week my friends!
Dec 15
Got silly yesterday at doctor’s yesterday and I started running while pushing Gordo in his wheelchair through the halls.
STOP THAT … Pooker Annie! Oh … come on Dad … live a little! To which he replies … EXACTLY … I’d like to live ... a little … longer! Now stop that!
OK Daddy.
Can’t a girl have a little fun?
I’ll have to find something less dangerous. I know … I’ll buy him a helmet. ;) Just kidding.
Have a super day!
Dec 16
Did I mention that I LOVE Amazon Prime?
I’m almost completely done with my holiday shopping and never once had to torture myself at Wal-Mart! I even got Gordo his own stocking for the fireplace ;)
Looking forward to a very Merry Christmas!
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Dec 17
This morning Gordo, Jaclyn (8) and Presley (6) were eating breakfast together.
My good friend Kim made us some jam. Dad asks “ who made this?” I reply … Kim. Presley loves Kim (who she calls “Timmy”). She exclaims Timmy ! … I know her better than you Papa (Mikey).
My husband tells her that he knew “Timmy” before Presley was born.
Presley says (sorry Kim) ... yah she’s 54 … her really old.
Then Gordo pipes up “Well I’m 81”.
Presley states … Neil Armstrong is 81!
Dad asks … really? Do you know who he is? Presley answers … He’s the first man who went to the moon!
Gordo’s quite impressed.
Waller ISD is doing something right ;)
P.S. Googled … and yes … Mr. Armstrong is indeed 81.
Have a super weekend my friends!
Like I mentioned earlier … the girls are visiting.
So Gordo asks for ice cream right after breakfast. I whisper … so the girls can’t hear. Dad … that would be setting a bad example for the girls. He replies … you’re right Pooker Annie . Just give me a few of those molasses cookies then.
Good Grief!
Yes … I snuck him some cookies.
Dec 18
Sad morning at our home today.
I had to make the agonizing decision to put Gordo’s dog Toby to sleep.
I sobbed and sobbed after coming home from the vet. Sat with Dad and laid my head in his lap … just like when I was little. He patted my head and said … Oh Pooker Annie … it’s OK … I’m sure all little sweet black pugs go to Heaven.
I’m sure they do Daddy.
God love him and his sweet little black pug Toby.
We will miss you.
Dec 23
My Persian cat … Beau’s favorite place is behind Gordo’s head on the back of his chair in his room.
In fact they’ve become grand buddies.
It’s cute listening to Dad say … every morning … “ Hey Beau … how the hell are you? Gordo even meows at him.
Yesterday I hear the ole “Pooker Annie” … yes dad and go into his room. Beau’s behind his head … but his tail is on top of Gordo’s head. Dad says … can you remove … and he spells ... B.E.A .U.? I ask …why are you spelling his name? He replies … I don’t want him to think it was my fault that he got moved.
OK (Bizzaro world) … daddy …yes … I’ll be the bad guy.
Have a super Friday my friends.
Dec 24
I think about God a lot these days. Not that he wasn’t always a part of my life before, but since Gordo arrived and things in my life changed so dramatically … I see things so differently.
God, life, love, friends and family … that’s what we are here for. To experience and learn about the amazing journey of living here … until we go home.
At least that’s what I believe.
May your Christmas be what Jesus’s birth meant.
Love God, family, friends and faith.
Bless all of you and have a safe holiday!
Dec 26
Best gift ever ... for Gordo ... NBA's back! He's so frickin happy ... watching his Celtics. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays my friends
Dec 31
Cora Roberts Blanchard Gordo and I ventured out yesterday. Sugar Land for blood work … perfect levels … yay!
Then I took him to IHOP for pancakes. Worst service ever and even worse were the pancakes! As we get in the car Dad asks … if you can’t get a good pancake there … where can you? You’re right … Dad … I don’t know.
Several minutes into our drive … “Pooker Annie” … next time we’ll go to Waffle House. Good idea Daddy.
I redeemed myself with a trip to the library. We filled our bag with books and DVDs. He was happy- happy -happy.
Have a super day!

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