movie
no I have not but I am trying to work on my disclipine and write more.
disclipine is the key I am learning disabled and Have attention deficit
disorder. I am not taking my medication now so cleaning house is really fun! I
like the motto I think I will put that in my signature on my email.
Tom and I are getting ready for a party with the
neighbors they are Hmoung and have 6 great kids. Coo male, Taung Male, Miekeia
female, sandie female, Cahchewa female, and Cachee, female. when we first
move in to the neighborhood march 29, nine days after dad died. The children
were hanging out the window watching what we were brining in to the house. In
the days to come they would occupy thier time seeing how far they could spit (
the window had the screen removed). So one day I made one of those thought
sounds and puffed out my cheeks and spit the kids giggled, then I asked them if
it was a one or a ten. Sandie gave me a ten. We have been playing ever
since.
Tom parents had a swing set in thier back yard the
one one used so we gave it to yee and Cha for thier kids. Cha (MOM) and I give
it until September. we also gave them a plastic merry go round so
now they take turns making each other dizzy.
The first time we ate with Yee and Cha. we were
escorted down stairs to drink rice wine ( more like 180 proof vodka) we did not
want to offend them so tom drank. We do not drink very often. They would pass
the cup about the size of two communion cups at the Lutheran church around you
would exaggerate compliments about the person next to you and drink to them. Tom
had three, I had a sip. It was a burner.
My the time dinner was ready tom was walking cross legged up the stairs
and did not even see the pig heads and feet peeking at
him from, the white, 5 gallon buckets in the kitchen. After he ate
he did! The food was great by the way.
Since then my husband has come home at midnight
from work to find his wife in the neighbors garage drinking beer and watching
them cut up a Goat and cook it.
I really needed the Beer to get
over the Goat head boiling in the pot. yet my grand parent used to do the
same thing out on the farm in ND. So we ate Goat.
Recently my uncle and cousin came to help tom
remove some door from a house that was to be torn down. when they were leaving
Corey my cosin said Dad Is that a Dog on that table back there? My uncle said no
son that is a goat your cosin Lori eats goat with the neighbors all the
time! They are invited to the party on the 21 also. Do you think they will eat
goat???
I will be teaching the Moms Cha's and her friends how to make
box cake and cookies. I gently let them know I did not want
to how to cut up a goat. However I am open to lean how to make egg rolls
and other food.
I have to admit I am getting concerned I have know
Idea how many people are going to come to the party. it is pot luck. Cha
and yee seem to be telling a number of thier friends. If their friends have
under six kids they are newly weds. So my aunt is in charge of getting prized to
the relay races and other games we will have to thing of to keep all the kid off
the swing set at once. I told Cha that the kids will have to use her bath room
because they seem think my house is a children's museum
and want to experiment with every thing. With all my unpacked boxes
they think it is one big toy box. I have to watch them all the time and I am
working of teaching them boundaries. the older kids translate for the younger
when they to not understand. Thus the kid will go to Cha's where there is less
distraction to business.
"Life. Be in it. A good motto for Lori. I
second Kathy's response to your story about your Dad, have you thought of
making a movie? I am in stitches, your writing is so creative, and
your inner beauty to overlook his imperfections and love him as he was
shines forth. What a story! Your friend, lillian
I have made a few decisions for my life. I
have been allowing my asthma to stop me from being a part of life too
long my doctors have not been helpful at all. I joined Ballys fitness
club and started working out with a personal trainer yesterday. My arm
hurt from the new effort but I did not run in to to much trouble during
the training the manager Elgin is taking me on as a personal challenge.
His son has asthma. Thus far he has been very help full. I have been
stuck in a cycle of taking medication for the asthma and then having
side effects. i.e. Depression and weight gain. It has gotten so bad that
I have not been able to work full-time. I miss being a part of life. I
listen to all of your struggles Think of my Dad zest for life. I realize
that I have been afraid to live for fear of dieting.
So I am going to live. by dad and family
always babied me because of my asthma. yet when I was younger I did not
know I had asthma and I was a runner, a water skier, a bicycle rider and
a hiker. I think my dad would have loved to have changed his life so he
could live better and longer. He might have stopped eating so much and
played more. Like he did when we were children. He did make one change
he stopped drinking for 18 years before he died. That was his one source
of great pride. Dad was also very involved with his community as I am my
neighborhood.
We are gathering the information for the
attorneys for the malpractice case over dads death. It is very painful.
we never had a chance to look at other options dad wanted the surgery
done and to get bake to life. He witness one of his good friend wasting
away from the chemo and cancer. There was perhaps no greater fear for my
father ( a fat Man) then to loose that much weight. One of the Doctors
was a friend of my fathers. I hope we won't have to sue him. Quakers
don't sue to settle differences. The problem I have is that I need to
know the doctors here my concerns and acknowledge thier mistakes so they
will not do it again. But in the adversarial system the Doctors will not
sit down with the family and admit they screw up. The is no
reconciliation process short of the court. I do not want this to happen
to anouther family Father or mother.
Cindy the neighbor who was stabbed, is
doing all right. She is back is work. the police are idiots they are
doing every thing to late. i.e. finger prints. picture identification
ect. I pray they come up with something. But I will be suprized. We will
pursue the police not doing thing right with internal affairs.
