April 29, 2003
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Good morning
Life is still on vacation mode around here. With the exception of broken down vehicles.
Sunday our van died on the way to church. A man from church and my parents helped us get it to the repair shop. We had a appointment for Monday anyhow, so it was too much of a pain. And we borrowed my parents van for the day to get us back home as they have a extra vehicle.
Man "fixed" said vehicle Monday. Monday was date night. Gonna go get fixed vehicle and return borrowed vehicle to mom. Pick up both, go to moms. Drop off mom's vehicle. Head to town. Van dies 5x before hitting the repair shop.
Van goes back to repair shop, mom rescues us again, and well we're borrowing their truck this time.
He sure did a good "fix" job didn't he. bwahahahahaha
I was extremely grumpy/whiny about it last night, but life moves on.
Rainee bug desatted to 86 last night for several minutes. And we re-upped her oxygen to 2 liters. We keep upping it to that and then putting it back to 1.5. I think we're just gonna keep it up at 2 liters.
Life is split is schitzophrenic. In the daytime I have this beautiful happy child. She's behind in her grose-motor skills, but her breathings been reasonably good, and she's so much fun to deal with. I almost forget that in the night time she becomes some other kind of terrible scarry thing. As night comes the tension mounts. The alarms beep, the baby wakes fitfully many times, and life becomes extremely hellish. And this seeming darkness takes over our lives. And then we wake up and we have sunshiny baby again. *sigh* And I can almost forget once again about the night time terrors. I wish I could truely forget....
On another front. We have another new dog. Its a long sad irritating frustrating story. My parents watched our "stupid" dog. Who was always running away. We told them NOT NOT NOT to let him free 'cause he'd run. They didn't listen. He ran and got hit.
The puppy I got a couple weeks ago got stolen and I didn't blog about it 'cause other things were also going on. So dogs in our house seemed to be doing fairly pooorly and its extremely embarassing that we can't seem to keep one.
Yesterday I picked up a pound puppy, and prayed and prayed that I got the right dog this time, and it wouldn't run, and it wouldn't bite, and it wouldn't get stolen. Cause I don't think my kiddos can take another loss.....
Her name is Sweetie. She's about 4 months old, and she's a dog, we have no idea what kind. And Princess has bonded with her instantly. I so hope this dog makes it.
Kiddos are outside playing so I'm gonna go join them with daddy and enjoy the out of doors, and pretend that the dark-night side of life doesn't exist.
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LOL I have 3 cats who'd love to get at the nest too, the problem is the vent is way up on the side of the house on the 2nd story...why so high I haven't the slightest idea, but apparently the birds like the location.
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