She's my hero!

This is all about my sister.  My sister has always been by hero, that should be said first. It goes wayyyyy back to when I was still in the crib. We shared a room, she was 7 years older then me and hey it was fun standing up in the crib and turning the light on and off. That was fun stuff! Well, for me anyway. Then later there was the "gee, I sure am thirsty" routine that I could always guilt her into.  She didn't want to take the chance of waking up to a dead sister in the morning due to dehydration. Really, that was just about whether or not she would get up everytime or not to get me a drink if I needed it.  BTW, she did, everytime.  She usually grumbled about it but I always got my drink. When I was in girl scouts, it was always a treat when my big sister offered to supply treats for the meeting.  It was always popcorn and hot chocolate.  Totally awesome! There are many wonderful experiences I could share, but just touching on a few of the majors.
When Mr. wonderful was meeting me on bikes out at two rivers park to go swimming she came to the rescue, even though "Mother nature" tried to ruin the day.  I will leave it at that.  She knows what I'm talking about.  Then there was the lost car incident.  "I left it at my car at the top of the hill..... can you go get it for me? "What hill?  "You know, the one that Gene lives on."   Oh, that hill.  She did come home with it, nice....
She and I keep backing away from the "little house" at cemetary clean up 'cause we both know what the next move is after the "little house".  Yeah, even though we both have bouts with "polio knee" ( sorry Jaimie) we are still raking, planting and cleaning out in the cemetary. We gotcha Mom and Dad. We still have time before we go to the kitchen help.We make a formidable team on the day after Thanksgiving shopping spree, don't get in our way, just sayin". She helped me triumph over cancer 11 years ago and took care of my baby when I was sick. We are both just "Auntie" to each others kids.  You know kinda like Cher and Madonna?  No other name needed. She gave me an amazing niece and extraordinary nephew. Truly magnificent gifts in my life. Hand in hand we stood together when our mother died and championed once more together in our fathers final days.  Together we are now orphans.  We have each other still and always and I pity the fool that tries to take on one of the Washburn sisters.  'Cause you're going to get us both, whether you want it or not. She is my bestie in all things and I love her with my whole being.  This year she retired from her teaching career and I can't wait to see all the wonderful things she gets into next. I will be there with her whatever she does. Bazinga! I am a lucky woman to be sure to call this amazing woman my sister, if you were to have a sister 1/2 as good as mine, you would be blessed.
So that's about all I have today. Ahhhh Pete, you're my hero!

The Flu? Really?

Ok, sooooo the weekend was spent with sick people. I am so hoping they have not shared with me.  The hubby has been fighting a bad head cold for awhile.  My baby, woke Saturday morning, to pay hommage to the porcelain God.  Poor girl.  I personally hate to vomit.  Just nasty bad. Then of course there are the "dry heaves".  There is no better way to describe that whole ordeal other then just that, DRY HEAVES.  YUCK and YIKES!! I would rather have the flu then see my baby suffer with it, and I truly hate to vomit, as I mentioned.
But really, it is September.  We are still having 80 plus degree days, although it is feeling "fallish". The whole year's has been messed up really.  Is this still blameable on El Nino? We had a lonnnnnnggggg wettttt spring, that seemed to never relinquish to summer. Then summer hit in late August with a vengence.  Isn't the flu bug supposed to wait until December or January to strike?  Oh well, whadya do? Today is our first volleyball game of the season.  Emilina went to school but just not up to par. She has to be there for the team.  SO, hope she makes it through the day and through the game. 
Monday work has been the pitts too.  Cranky!! The shop equipment I secured Friday but couldn't get to was only 1/2 there today, One piece had to be picked up at the warehouse, but it wouldn't be open until noon. Don't you just love Sears? Then of course the gas gauge started beeping on the hubby's truck so I had to secure fuel.  Regular? or super? Grrrr.... I guess I hope Tuesday is better, and the flu bug only visits one of us this time.

Bring it on...

So, school has started. The first week is spent writing checks, filling out parent releases and emergency numbers, and filling in the calendar for the rest of the year, and all that sort of stuff.  After filling out endless forms last year and the year before I have made copies of these first forms to come home and will fill it all out minus the date and event, make copies and not have to refill for the many,and I mean many activities my sweet daughter will be involved in this year. Why one form can not be managed in a folder for the year, I do not know but I will win this one this year.  I have written checks to cover lunch, ASB, pictures, year book, and sports fee, oh my. ATP/PTO is gearing up for the year with a day long training and work party, I do not remember being invited to this last year.  Hmmmmm.  My ladies church group starts up for fall tomorrow night, for which I am the chair, There are bridal showers to attend and new babies being born with more on the way. I have been practicing with Emily every night for volley ball.  Why do I think at 53 I should participate on any level but chasing balls and support for her.  Softball nearly killed me last year. I do not remember softball being a contact sport but it found me on my butt in the front yard when the neighbor dog decided to play catch with us and sported a fat lip after I took a softball to the mouth that put a tooth through my lip.  Yikes.  Today I am typing with a jammed finger after returning a volley last night. I never learn.  Pain just lets you know you're still alive, right? Well, I am most definately alive.
So after all that I guess there is really only one thing to say.  Bring it on......