I don't typically do Throwback Thursdays on Facebook, or Flashback Friday for that matter. I've put up a couple of pictures of myself with my kids, who then proceed to chide me for posting their childhood pictures on Facebook. Today's throwback is more about remembering. No pictures needed.
I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night. Between a stuffed up nose that barely let me breathe, and a couch that, while comfortable, isn't my normal sleeping arrangement, it was 1:30 in the morning before I was finally able to lie down (not completely flat, or my nose would get all stuffy again) and get some sleep till about 7 am when the orchestra in my yard started their morning chirp. I don't hear the symphony in my bedroom, but in the family room...my word, are those birds loud! There was no way I was going to get anymore sleep, so I got up and checked on the kids. They slept like angels on my bed. Little sweethearts who had no idea that their beloved great-grandmother, whom they've lived with all their lives, is now in heaven.
I thought about Great-Grandma Maria, a woman who always cared about the needs of others before her own. She raised her 10 children, plus several orphans that she felt sorry for. She helped raise grandkids and great-grandkids. She rarely complained about anything, and always had a good disposition. Sad as it is to say goodbye, I can't help but celebrate her long life. She is no longer in pain, no longer suffering. For that, I can rejoice.
The middle child got up at 8:30 looking for breakfast. Thank God I always keep a box of Cocoa Puffs in the house, because he has lots of allergies and is somewhat of a picky eater. The other two kids got up an hour later. My son R was playing on his Wii U and he let them play along - boy were they excited about that! As they played I put away some more Christmas decorations, but I was moving slow. I'd taken some Tylenol Sinus which states that it's a non-drowsy formula, but that never is true with me. All sinus medicines make me drowsy, or at least leave me feeling drained. Add to that my lack of sleep and it's easy to understand why everything I did was in slow-motion. After playing video games for a little while, the two older kids did some homework. I think it's ironic that so many parents say they could never homeschool their kids, meanwhile my niece, who is in third grade, got two homework packets plus assignments on Reading Plus and Reflex Math, both programs on the computer. Her brother is in second grade, and he also got two homework packets. Their mom says the kids come home each day with no less than 6 pages of homework, each. I'm so thankful I get to be my son's teacher, and his assignments are nowhere near as overwhelming!
Their mom came to pick them up just as they were sitting down to pizza. She told me that the funeral for Grandma will be on Sunday, and the burial on Monday. She looked like she was running on auto-pilot; there are so many preparations to take care of, that she hasn't really sat down to grieve. I know the time will come, the realization will hit, and the grief will manifest itself, but for now she is trying her hardest to be calm, for the sake of her kids. I admire her resolve to protect her children. I also feel for her and her mom. They've been Grandma's primary caregivers for as long as I can remember. They will feel the loss most profoundly.
After they left, I finished making lunch. White rice, pinto beans, ground beef and tater tots. This is my family's favorite meal of all time. It's also really simple to make, which is good when I have lots to do, like today. I wanted to finish getting as much done around the house as I possibly could so I could get some rest. I finished eating, and began taking the lights off the Christmas tree. I heard a truck stop in front of my neighbor's house across the street: it was FedEx. Molly began growling at the door, and I laughed at the fact that FedEx can't even deliver a package to our neighbors without her getting upset. I was actually calling her away from the door, saying, "That's not for us, Molly!" when my daughter says, "He's coming this way." Sure enough, the FedEx guy was coming to our door. "Hmm," I wondered, "what did R order?" Because if it had been my daughter's package she would have said so, and I knew it wasn't mine. I hadn't ordered anything. I was sure it wasn't mine.
It was mine.
My daughter got the box and said, "It's for you, Mom. It's from Bare Escentuals." I couldn't figure out what they were sending me, unless...the sweepstakes?! But no, it couldn't be, because they would have advised me first, not just shipped a box to me. Then my daughter says, "Maybe it's that order that you called to cancel." No, couldn't be that either. The duplicate order was caught in time. That's what the customer service rep had told me. Well, there was only one way to find out. I had to open the package.
There it was, all the product that I'd received on December 24th, the shipment I'd called to cancel. It had shipped anyway. What's more, the packing list showed the order total: $0.00. My daughter quickly told me I had to call them, but I checked my credit card statement first. Maybe they'd charged me after all. I wouldn't complain; after all, I'd be paying for one order when they'd shipped two. But no, there was no charge on my credit card. So, I called and explained to a new customer service rep what had transpired since December 23rd. She listened, read the notes on the order, then told me that, while they had tried to cancel the second shipment, it had obviously not been cancelled. Since this was a replacement shipment it went out as no charge, so therefore, Merry Christmas, the order was free! I could not believe it! That's two shipments of $116 that I got FOR FREE!!! We were elated! Once again, I raved to the rep about how much I love Bare Minerals and how happy I am to receive so much great product! Since the original order was half mine and half my daughters, and since we'd both already gotten our half the first time, we decided to swap. She got what I'd ordered, and I got what she ordered. Oh, I am so thrilled!! The first thing my daughter said to me was, "Now you really don't need to be ordering anymore makeup!" I have to agree. I have enough to last me for quite a while.
It was a whole lot easier getting the house back in order after receiving that wonderful little gift. I believe God sent that to us to brighten our day just a little. We are still kind of in shock about Grandma, even though we knew this day was coming, and that it would arrive sooner rather than later. And while we are saddened by her loss, there is also relief. Grandma was very ill the last 9 months of her life. She'd always been an energetic, independent woman. In the end she was bedridden and miserable. She had multiple bowel perforations that could not be operated on due to her age and her ailing heart. She had 3 heart attacks this year; how she survived them is nothing less than a miracle. She was too weak to walk, too sick to eat, and all she could do all day was sleep. Now she is in heaven, where there are no more tears, no more sadness. She can walk again, dance even. How much better she must feel!
I stopped for dinner, but I can't say if it tasted good or not. That's one of the things I hate most about being congested - my taste buds don't function like they should. My nose has been stuffy on and off all day. The sneezing has been powerful too. I'm almost afraid of sneezing and my nose flying off my face. Of course, that might bring some relief :P.
There are still one or two items that need to be put away, along with all the outdoor decorations, but I'm too tired to finish that today. I took a hot shower hoping it would clear up my sinuses. I should be able to get everything done tomorrow, along with grocery shopping, laundry, cleaning...I sure do hope I feel better tomorrow so I can get everything done. My kids are asking that I watch them play their NintendoLand video game. I think I'll do that for a little while before I head off to bed, Benadryl in hand. Good night everybody.
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