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Alexi goes back to College August 27, 2009
(0)After days of deliberation and nights changing my mind, I decided not to follow my daughter to Syracuse on Thursday. My leg had been bothering me the entire month of August. (Trying to make a stone house was not a good idea on hindsight). The thought of unloading a car full of clothing and cases of soda and other heavy duty stuff up five flights of stairs to her new apartment was daunting. My cat– Chubby Charlies–the love of my life ( how pathetic is that?) had a flair up of IBD and (he was being treated with ground lamb, pumpkin puree and baby food pureed lamp and it was working very well) broke the news that I would not go on the trip. Having the most boring summer as long as I remember would have normally welcomed a drive to anywhere, but between all the above issues I took a stand, poling as many as I could–all agreed. I did not waver. Alexi seemed agreeable, although I knew deep inside she was disappointed. Well so was I . I don’t like to think of myself as weak and this was a decision fraught with indecision. We packed her car to the rafters (if cars have rafters) and at 12:00 noon went to Cafe Angelique for her usual coffee and mixed berry fat free scone and to begin the first leg of her journey. To note they did not have the mixed berry scone which unsettled both me and Alexi. Nicole came to say goodbye and we waved my college bound child goodbye.
I had a few errands, but did only one and decided to go home and be sad. Lexi called me twice to tell me that Art was disappointed that I would not be coming. THe next call was t 1:00. I answered the phone. It was Lex she said hello and then quickly told me that she had been in a car accident. She was only twenty five minutes away from home. She was not hurt. Thank God. The car was not drivable. She thought it might be totaled. So did the Vince the truck driver that had watched her lose control of the car due to what they thought was a road slick. They turned their truck across the road to avoid cars running into my daughter as the car uncontrollably spun across the road, first side swiping the guard rail and then going into the rail with her front bumper and then careening back in to guard rain with the back bumper and finally stopping on the other side of the road. Vince called 911 and waited with her until the police came. He told me she was between exit 15 and 16. Then the para medics came and thought that she was fine. I stayed on the line until the tow truck came to find out where she would be. Told her to get in with the tow truck and immediately began to pack for over night. I obviously would be going to Syracuse with Alexi. My heart was pounding but I knew she was okay and that was all that mattered. I made food for Charles took care of what ever I could and left the house shaking.
Actually before I left the house I called my son in law, old him what happened, and to please take care of my cats-Charles his sister Cody and his mother P.J. I explained everything–Charles needed to have food at least four times a day. When I was home it was actually at demand. First thing in the morning Charles was fed. then around 2 in the afternoon, then maybe 5 pm and maybe one more time and then the last at night. I knew there was also dry crunch food so I wasnt worried. The other cats were fine with the crunch food and though needed fresh water at least once a day. I went to my daughter at Jan’s Auto repair and towing. I found her scared and extremely shook up as well as overjoyed to see me. We transferred her belongings from the broken totaled car to mine and we were off to Syracuse. It was good to be with her and the weather was fine. My girl really needed me and I was happy to be with her.
We arrived at her new apartment and began to fix it up, including hanging up her clothing, moved things around until we were satisfied, made the bed went out to eat and the next morning I went back home to my cats. I was torn to stay one more day or go home. I could see that although my daughter would have been happy for me to stay it was good for her to be with her four other room mates–a bunch of great girls. I left with mixed emotions. I arrived home late Saturday night and as usual there was Charles waiting for me in bed. The next morning when Charles and I woke I immediately realized that something was wrong. When my strong, valiant kitty Charles bounded off my bed I noticed his left back paw was limp. I quickly go out of bed to check him and sure enough Charles was in trouble.
I hadn’t realized the night before when I arrived home that my upstairs bathroom toilet seat had the top up. Something that any one with animals knew to shut down. I also noticed two paw prints on the seat. The only thing I could understand was that my son in law had left the seat up and Charles in his inquisitive state jumped on the seat and slipped causing her paw to become become compromised and then limp. Sure enough after asking some questions to my older daughter Nicole, I found out that my son in law took my grandchild Aidan to the bathroom while in my home and did not close the toilet seat. What occurred next is the worst thing that could ever happen. Something that changed my life forever. To be continued.
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The state of mortgages and banking
(0)Even though our stimulus package has gone out to the banks. It doesn’t seem to register with the financial institutions that got the money on how to use the money to help homeowners in need. I would like very much for President Obama to check out how the banks are hoarding the stimulus money and not giving it to the homeowners. The money was to help homeowners in need get the mortgage money necessary to stop those people from foreclosure by b4nevgi9sr refinancing a loan to include debts and at time second mortgages.
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