Back to School

Here's HH's newest m/c. Isn't it cute? I have been wanting to take classes at LBCC for several years, and I finally successfully signed up for one. Two, actually, one for me, and one for DD. They are not at the same time. Anyway, I've had my first week of class, and am amazed at how hard it is. There is little time, so the instructor talks fast, and I don't catch all she says, though I listen as hard as I can. Also, we barely have enough time to get the week's work done, if we put in extra time in the lab. I may have been in pretty good shape, except I missed an important part of one of her lectures, with the result that all the work I did one day was gone, and I had to start over. I wonder if the second time was better than the first time, or worse? I can't wait to check and see next week on how I did, if I have time. I have to go tonight for extra lab time, because there's two days missed because of 4th of July, and the weekly schedule makes no allowance, we still have to get a week's work done next week, with only one day of class instead of three. And me so slow! I am worried.

We're going to Klamath Falls this weekend for Dad's funeral. My mother-in-law needs us here then, but we'll do what we can for her today before we go. She's coming home Saturday from the rehab center after her knee replacement surgery. Her doctors are trying to get hold of her, and even though they should know how to reach her, they don't. They know she had knee surgery and went to the rehab place, but they call her at home. I think the expenses involved in being a doctor are so high, they are having to work too much to pay the bills. It's a wonder anyone is willing to be a doctor these days. Her regular doctor has escaped with his family for a vacation in Alaska. I hope they're having fun, because they deserve a good time. His partners are trying to look after Mom.

Home for a Week

Back home from Bend. Dad is still critical, but he has a chance. I want to go back to Bend, but my family needs me for a while. I am hoping maybe I can go again next Sunday. I guess I'd better pop in on my MIL, who's at Corvallis Manor while she gets used to her new knee. I've got some clean laundry to take her. Has anyone tried microfiber dusting-cleaning cloths? Are they as great as they say? My cousin in Bend puts one in the drier and it attracts all the loose threads and animal hair to keep it off the clothes. She's a quilter, in fact she's going to have a quilt for sale at that famous Sister's Quilt Fair, and there are lots of threads, plus she has a dog and two cats, so I suppose she has animal hair, though I didn't notice any. What should I make for dinner? I'm here, so I suppose I should cook. This is HH's newest motorcycle. He says it's very fun to ride. He's having a ball. Isn't it cute?

HH is Mowing the Lawn

I can't sit here and talk to you while HH is mowing the lawn. I've got to get busy. Things were too slow this morning. I'm thinking, since my MIL has to go from the hospital to a nursing home for rehab on Sunday, that I should stick around for that and go to Bend on Monday.

St. Charles and Good Sam

Dad is now in Bend in St. Charles hospital, and HH's Mom is in Corvallis in Good Sam hospital with her new knee. That operation went well. I am planning on going to Bend on Sunday. Don't know when Mom will get out of Good Sam. DD is playing at the high school graduation on Monday, but I am hoping to be in Bend then, so am looking for transportation for her from school, since she has two large instruments to carry home. I think HH will be able to take her to OSU for the graduation ceremony, but will not be able to pick her up from school. I forgot to make a payment on the motorycle purchasing loan, which we never spent since HH didn't get his dream bike, so I will have to go do that right away. I suppose there are other things I'm forgetting. Thank you Lisa for your encouraging words.

Dad Didn't Go

Friday Dad was supposed to take off for McCloud. Saturday I got a call that Dad was in the hospital in Intensive Care. He fell getting the last load, the "just one more thing" load, into the motor home, and hit his head and got a subdural hematoma. He may pull out of it and he may not, as heart, lungs, kidney's are all not what they once were. I'm back home for a while from visiting him. My brothers are both there, but one of them has to go to work and run the county. He pops in to the hospital whenever he can, and between meetings. The other one's able to get out of his usual duties, at least for the time being. I will be able to go back after 4 or 5 days here at home. DD took her bike to school while I was gone because she had to go to a luncheon with the orchestra, but she fell down and banged herself up a little. She's OK, and got everything done she wanted to do, and got back home, too.

Off to McCloud

No, I AM NOT EITHER going off to McCloud, but Dad is, and that's pretty good when you're 86 years old and can still go off having adventures. He's always telling me he doesn't have a feed of oats for a small nightmare. Ha ha. So I told him I didn't have two nickels to rub together. Now he tells me he doesn't either.

I noticed the other day that my windows could use a little ammonia applied with vigor. I was at the Peter Ellefson demonstration, and it was upstairs in Benton Hall at OSU, with beautiful tree canopies in the background, except the trees were only visible through the open windows, as the closed windows were a bit too hard to see through. The trouble with windows is, every time it rains, they get all dirty again. Around here it rains rather a lot.

Now we're all going to strive toward perfection, and practice until we can play a piece 10 times in a row without errors. But not without remembering that we're not going to sound like a CD, at least not without editing.