Well, we listed our house in Friendswood for sale yesterday. The plan is to build a house on the three acres we bought from the family partnership on our farm in Falfurrias. Which means we will become permanent residents of Brooks County. A big change.
Another big change is that we are expecting our first grand baby very soon. DIL Melissa is due on June 5. She thinks child will arrive sooner. I don't quite know what to think about this. I'm excited to be sure, but I don't know what to expect. I figure I'll just roll with it. But being a grand mama is going to be a big change.
Son is having shoulder surgery this week. He evidently has a very damaged shoulder that can't wait to be fixed. It was compared to a shoulder of a 70 year old man. Matt is only 32. So, I'm going to go stay with him for several days while he recovers, so DIL can go to work. She's got to save some leave for when the baby is born. I haven't had to take care of my son since he was a very young boy. So, caring for him as a grown man could be a big change.
I have a new puppy. She's 4 months old. And she's beautiful and funny. But, I no longer can just take off and be away from home without considering my puppy. That's been a big change.
I guess the biggest change is that for the first time my siblings and I are basically alone... All grandparents are gone. Parents are gone. And with the recent passing of our Aunt Mary, the running of the small ranch that's been in the Stockton family for nearly 100 years, is left to my siblings and I. So, my sister and I will be staying here, living on the family's place west of Falfurrias, and will attempt to carry on. It's a big change for my sister and I. But, I've heard it said, the more things change, the more they stay the same.
Monday, March 30, 2015
Thursday, March 19, 2015
Screw tops
It should be a rule..... ALL Chardonnay sold in the great state of Texas should be sold without a cork and with a screw top. The rationale behind this suggestion is simple .... Open bottle begs to be finished. If one could simply screw the top on, like a Liter of Coca-Cola, one wouldn't be so inclined to finish the full bottle of 15% alcohol in one sitting. I'm just sayin'.
Sleepless in Falfurrias
A Facebook friend recently wondered, on a posting, if she was condemned to never sleep through the night again. Evidently, her toddler's sleeping pattern had gotten wonky and said child was waking up at 2 a.m. on a regular basis.
Well, the short answer is yes. You are condemned and you will never sleep all night again. I have not slept all night long in at least 32 years, since the birth of my first child. At first, because of the obvious. New baby and breast feeding and not ever being able to let a child cry it out. And, having a husband that could sleep through nuclear holocaust. I don't know if birthing a child triggered some sonar response, but if my baby whimpered, I was wide awake. And, once awake, I was often up for good.
This pattern of waking up in the wee hours of the morning has continued to this day. About the time first child started sleeping all night, along comes baby #2! Same sonar waking me up at the first hint of imagined distress. As time passed, it was bad dreams, a sick child, a meowing cat, a train passing through town, or police siren that would wake me up. And let's not forget Snoring, with a capital S. And not just husband's snoring, which can be quite impressive, but my own as well. I started snoring early in life, probably as young as 6 or 7. I remember my dad coming in my room one night to wake me up because I was snoring so loud that the only family member able to sleep through it was my profoundly deaf brother.
I would snore so loud that I would wake my self up at night. This issue just got worse the older and fatter I got. Throw in early menopause (not one period since 44 years of age -TMI, sorry!) and I have a deeply ingrained crappy sleep pattern. I've done a sleep study, and yes, I have sleep apnea. And yes, I have the ultra attractive C-Pap apparatus that is supposed to fix whatever structural issues I have that causes me to snore like a freight train by forcing a constant air pressure through my sinus cavities. But, I hate using it. Not only is it hideous, I still wake up after about 4 hours of sleep. So, it generally collects dust bedside.
So, after a lifetime of not being able to stay asleep, now, I just don't. I generally have little trouble going to sleep. I just feel like it's been a good night if I sleep 5 hours without waking up. Now, I sleep anywhere from 2 to 5 hours, am awake a few hours, then sleep really hard for another 2 hours. Thankfully, I am retired and my second sleep session doesn't generally interfere with a work day. My schedule now is much more flexible. Which is way better than when I had to be at work.
Well, the short answer is yes. You are condemned and you will never sleep all night again. I have not slept all night long in at least 32 years, since the birth of my first child. At first, because of the obvious. New baby and breast feeding and not ever being able to let a child cry it out. And, having a husband that could sleep through nuclear holocaust. I don't know if birthing a child triggered some sonar response, but if my baby whimpered, I was wide awake. And, once awake, I was often up for good.
This pattern of waking up in the wee hours of the morning has continued to this day. About the time first child started sleeping all night, along comes baby #2! Same sonar waking me up at the first hint of imagined distress. As time passed, it was bad dreams, a sick child, a meowing cat, a train passing through town, or police siren that would wake me up. And let's not forget Snoring, with a capital S. And not just husband's snoring, which can be quite impressive, but my own as well. I started snoring early in life, probably as young as 6 or 7. I remember my dad coming in my room one night to wake me up because I was snoring so loud that the only family member able to sleep through it was my profoundly deaf brother.
I would snore so loud that I would wake my self up at night. This issue just got worse the older and fatter I got. Throw in early menopause (not one period since 44 years of age -TMI, sorry!) and I have a deeply ingrained crappy sleep pattern. I've done a sleep study, and yes, I have sleep apnea. And yes, I have the ultra attractive C-Pap apparatus that is supposed to fix whatever structural issues I have that causes me to snore like a freight train by forcing a constant air pressure through my sinus cavities. But, I hate using it. Not only is it hideous, I still wake up after about 4 hours of sleep. So, it generally collects dust bedside.
So, after a lifetime of not being able to stay asleep, now, I just don't. I generally have little trouble going to sleep. I just feel like it's been a good night if I sleep 5 hours without waking up. Now, I sleep anywhere from 2 to 5 hours, am awake a few hours, then sleep really hard for another 2 hours. Thankfully, I am retired and my second sleep session doesn't generally interfere with a work day. My schedule now is much more flexible. Which is way better than when I had to be at work.
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
Back....Again
It's been 3 YEARS since I've written a blog. I don't know exactly what happened. Extreme procrastination. An increased interest in Pinterest, Words with Friends, and re-runs of Law&Order. Whatever. I just haven't been inspired to write. Life sort of interfered. Mama died. IRS. Two cows and two calves dying. Mid-life crisis. A tattoo. Husband retired. New puppy. First grandchild on the way. Drought. Disease. Pestilence. Maybe not of biblical proportions, but distracting just the same.
So. It's time to get busy and put some thoughts on paper. Well, on a computer screen... there's really no paper involved.
I have some ideas floating around in my head, and maybe I can put them together in a coherent manner and provide some enjoyment for myself and any that choose to read my stuff.
Until next time.
rp
So. It's time to get busy and put some thoughts on paper. Well, on a computer screen... there's really no paper involved.
I have some ideas floating around in my head, and maybe I can put them together in a coherent manner and provide some enjoyment for myself and any that choose to read my stuff.
Until next time.
rp
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