Grandma Shultz

Grandma Shultz passed away in her bed Monday afternoon. I spoke with her last on Saturday. She was hard to understand but she knew who I was and told me she loved me and missed me. I will cherish that last phone call for the rest of my life. Her funeral will be on saturday, she is being cremated. A celebration of her life is being held at her house from 3-6 that day. Even though we all knew it was coming and hospice kept telling us it would be anytime soon I still can't believe she's gone. When I read the text from my Aunt.
"Mama just passed", those words hit you like a ton of bricks, you can't breathe - your eyes swell up instantly with tears and you let out a cry that can't be controlled even if you were to try with every ounce of your being. Then it hits your head - she will never wrap her arms around you again. You will never hear her call you Peanut anymore. The one nickname that stuck through out your life and she was the only one that was allowed to call you that. The fear of picking up the phone to call her and tell her how frieghtened you really are knowing no one is there to answer. All of this happens in the first few seconds you read those words "Mama just passed"

Today Hunter had his 1st field trip. We went to the fire station. He got to man the hose. He loved it!

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Ok Ok Ok its been awhile..................a long while................. more than a minute...........but I'm back again. So I'll be trying to catch everyone up on whats going on with us. Starting with a horrible event that took place a few weeks ago and we have yet to recover from. It has been the topic of many conversations and crying spells. Blamed for boredom and lack of fun. The kids are just in misery with out their TRAMPOLINE a few weeks back there was a hurricane and the winds made it this far off the coast and we go some. In this part of PA you never get anything like that but we did and with our trusty tramp sleeping in the back yard was kidnapped from our back yard and was mangled around several times and ended up in the ravine. Heart broken and teary eyes. every one of the kids said their good byes to our beloved Trampoline.

1st day of School

Well yesterday was the first day of school and the kids were so ready to go. They all woke up early, dressed, had lunch's ready and watching the clock. I should of been home enjoying my first day without them but I wasn't. The day before I had my infusion. Now on infusion days I am supposed to lay down and do nothing, the next few days do the same. The process of the meds hitting my body just wipes me out and I have to play catch up - so after my coffee date I just slept and stayed in bed. It was so weird without them here. Hunter cried, and it was kinda hard to watch the bus go away but the hardest part was realizing the boys are one year from High School and the girls 1 year from middle school. Sad how fast the years go.

The kids are watching the muppets take manhatten and I know every song in it!

Riplie

Two days ago we brought home 2 rescue cats. One boy - Riplie, and one sister - Daisy. They are both very lovable and sweet cats. They are 5 years old and they are just so cute. Tonight were sitting down starting to watch tv after dinner and the kids rush over, "We think one of the cats is inside the wall, stuck in there", Yeah right I said just kinda laughed and tried to get comfortable, then I hear the drill going - I jump up rush over to the dining room and see Chase standing up on a  chair unscrewing the grate for the vent that is on the wall. He opens it we look in, and see nothing. I am thinking that these kids have really just lost it this time when I hear a quiet, yet desperate.......mmmmeeeeoooowwwwww. OMG I jump into action - where is he, are we sure its him - we check the hiding place and only Daisy is there so yup its him all right. I'm short really short so standing on the chair to see inside the vent just nsn't cutting it, so I put Mia on my shoulders give her a flashlight and ask her what she see's. Nothing Nothing Nothing, but the cry from Riplie gets louder. Chase comes running down the stairs - I found her I found her. She's in your bathroom vent. We run upstairs and there's the vent with a tail coming out of it. Then wait where did it go? The tail is gone and a long cry comes from the vent. We were there for almost ten minutes calling her and trying to coax her out. I was out of ideas, the kids wanted me to go rent a jack hammer and open up the floor. Since that wasn't going to happen I did the next best thing. Had Mia run over to my friend / neighbors house. Get her, two heads are better than one and I had no idea what to do. I keep using a mirror to look and see where she was and she isn't getting any closer. Linda comes in and while I'm explaining what is going on there goes the tail again, out and waving around. I look at it look at Linda "Should I pull on it" "yes.yes. yes." I gave a few hard tugs, allowed for her body to turn and come out a quick on and out she came. Put here down and she walked around like it never happened. We made sure the vent was closed this time. Just a regular night here at the Boyer residence. :)

Date Night

Every week I have a date. Some weekends  its Saturday nights and and other's its Sundays but it comes like clock work every week. My date doesn't care what I'm wearing or if I'm on time. I don't have to put my hair up. I don't pull out my make up. I take my earrings out. I don't have special shoes or a favorite purse to match. My trinkets for the night are much different. My date doesn't care if I'm wearing perfume or if I'm ready. It only cares that I'm there. My trinkets are small but many. They range in color and yes some are fancy, but trinkets they remain. Do you know what trinkets are? Trinkets are things a lady has but doesn't really want. Now every female has trinkets, some different than others but we all have them. My date requests them. My date loves my trinkets or desperately hates them I haven't figured that one out yet. My trinkets come in a blue and white container. They are labeled and sectioned off into two categories. AM or PM. For every day of every week. My trinkets are my pills. And my date is with my Lupus. The pills that keep my wolf at bay are always close to me. No matter how many times I tell myself things are normal in my life, those two times a day comes. Then my lovely date that confirms it. Day after Day..........Week after week............