15 Jan 2007

100 posts!

In just over a year of blogging, this will be my 100th entry. What an occasion - I think I'll celebrate with a Cookies and Cream Heaven bar. I'm not usually that passionate about icecream, but we have to empty the freezer for our impending move anyway.

There has been no craft happening here for a while, and very little active parenting. Of course I'm not letting total decay set in, but I'm more inclined to start the kids off on an activity and sit back and watch the results. This may be a better way for them to play/learn anyway - I'll have to think about it.

By now, I'm supposed to have the house and cupboards in order ready for strangers to pack up all our belongings. As if that has happened. There are still things everywhere, although I'm trying to apply logic. I've also given away a few things on Freecycle, which makes me feel good.

I was determined to hire cleaners for our end of lease cleaning, but the $300 bill has made me rethink that aim. So as well as sorting, I'm supposed to be cleaning. And DH will be still working while our house is being packed, so I'm supposed to be in charge of that too. And he will still be working while our belongings are loaded and unloaded, so yep, I'm in charge of that too. Have I mentioned I HATE dealing with strangers? And it's supposed to be 37 degrees Celcius on moving day. Sigh.

I don't think this is what a century post is supposed to be, but it's what is going on in my mind at the moment. Maybe I'll be insightful, caring and creative in my 101st post...

5 Jan 2007

New Year, new beginnings?

I'm not quite sure when I last blogged, but I know it wasn't recently.

The week before Christmas I learned that my friend Kim was in trouble. She was first diagnosed with breast cancer 2 1/2 years ago. This was believed to be in remission, until May 2006 when cancer was again found in various places in her body. Again, treatment was going fairly well, until she collapsed mid sentence. The doctors concluded the cancer had reached her brain, and she had a very short time left to live.

I went to visit two days after this collapse, stayed two hours, and Kim didn't recognise me, and couldn't speak. We've been friends for 20 years now, and were witnesses at each others weddings. The next day I visited again, Kim's husband had taken her home. Again, I stayed around 2 hours, without recognition until the last 10 minutes, when her eyes drifted over me, and stayed. I talked and talked, mainly about gifts I had sewn for her 4 year old daughter's Christmas present, and how nice it was to catch up again. Kim squeezed my hand and cried.

On December 27 Kim passed away.

The funeral was on January 2, and it has been a very hard time for everyone.

We've been staying with my parents, and DH was still on his Christmas holidays, both of which facts were a comfort. However, now we're home again, and I'm feeling worse than ever.

Another comfort is the fact that I'm pregnant. Come June, we'll have another small person joining us.