I'm alive. I promise! And I'm going to try and do an actual real post! (Not just begging for votes in a photo competition).
All is well in the Waiting household, but outside of it is another story. There has been so much family drama, but thank God it's calmed down for the most part.
A couple of months ago we got a call from Tim's brother telling us his Dad was in the hospital for a heart attack and the Chaplain had just gone back to see him. And that's all he knew. WTF? You don't call a guy and tell him his Dad's had a heart attack and the God-guy has gone to his room and you don't know anything else!!!! It turned out the Chaplain was just getting info for my retarded BIL (not really retarded, but damn near IQ-speaking...honestly). FIL's heart stopped at some point, they tried for a heart-cath but didn't do it, then they rushed him into quadruple bypass surgery. It turned out everything major was at least 90% blocked with his front ventricle being 99.9% blocked. There was NO REASON he was alive as far as the doctors were concerned. Even the veins (or arteries...not sure what they said anymore) in his legs were 90% + blocked. They ended up doing a triple bypass instead of a quadruple. His coloring honestly looked better after his surgery than it had since I'd met him.
The whole time we were in town for the FIL the rest of the in-laws expected Tim to take care of EVERYTHING. (Note: Tim has two brothers and two uncles that live in the same city as his dad.) No one gave any thought to the face that we had the boys with us (tell me who wants to sit with 2 nine month old babies in a hospital for hours?). I finally got some of his family to watch them since Tim was NOT leaving the hospital. Tim's brothers came to see their Dad the day after the surgery...they. asked. him. for. money. THEY ASKED THE MAN IN THE HOSPITAL BED WHO'D JUST HAD HIS CHEST CRACKED OPEN FOR GAS MONEY SO THEY COULD COME SEE HIM!!! Are you freaking kidding me? NO! They really did it! The druggie BIL did it again a couple of days later.
Backstory: Tim's brother's live with his Dad who lives with
his Dad in a huge house. Tim's Dad takes care of
his father and his two loser sons. The brothers are in their early and mid-twenties. One just got out of jail for B&E while drugged up. The other is a drug addict who rarely has a job and when he does it's only for a week or two. The drug-addict BIL has pawned FIL's TVs and tools on numerous occasions the last one being just a month or so prior to our visit.
One of the days we were there we went to FIL's house to take care of Grandfather and to make sure all the bills were paid. Drug-Addict-BIL came upstairs. I confronted him about the tools he pawned since our tile saw was among them. He got indignant and told him exactly what I thought of him. BIL, Tim and I ended up getting into a big argument and BIL yelled "F*&% YOU!" at me. Well...Tim didn't take to kindly to his brother yelling that at me and he flew across the room before he could reign his temper in. I'm proud to say that Tim managed to not hit his brother (and not ashamed to admit I didn't nothing to try and stop him from hitting him). Skip ahead to the next day: We finally managed to talk both BILs into moving to another state to stay with their Mom until they could get jobs and get on their feet (laugh with me anyone?)
Long story short(er), we finally got everything taken care of for Tim's Dad and got the hell out of Dodge. Tim lied to his family and told them he had to go back to work, but we actually went to my parents house.
My parents roof had been leaking and the insurance company would only pay for 1/4 of the cost to replace it. Tim and my Dad removed the old roof and put a new one on. It turned out that the old roof had been put on completely wrong. It's a total miracle that it hadn't been leaking since it was put on 10 years ago.
Wow...this post is really rambling and not-so-to-any-point. Ugh.
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I'm getting back into my crochet. If you're on ravelry, come find me! I've got links to my projects on the right side. I'm so excited about all I've been working on lately! It's like I picked my hooks and yarn back up and had so much more knowledge than I did before. I'm not sure what happened, but I feel like I really know what I'm doing now! I'm not afraid that if I make something for someone they're going to look at it and say, "this looks like CRAP!" (no, I don't have any self-esteem issues...hahahaha!)
I'm itching for a reason to make some cute baby-girl stuff! I'm making an etsy store just so I have a reason to keep crocheting. I'm even making Christmas gifts for my family. I forgot how relaxing this craft can be!
Well...enough rambling for one post. I'm trying to get back into things and read and comment more. I'm much more active on Twitter (if you want to follow me, the link is in my sidebar).
