wahlee: (Kronk)
Work has been KICKING MY BUTT, PEOPLE. Super duper busy. And then I get home and have tons to do, and the end result of it is that it's now November 15 and I've written approximately 500 words. (Although if I counted all the emails I've sent at work, the last couple of weeks, I'd be at at least 15,000!) Luckily, though, the crunch time is mostly behind me. And next week is Thanksgiving, and I don't have to go in on Friday, so hooray for a 3 day work week! But then the week after that, I'm going to Disneyland with my brother and sister-in-law to visit my sister, who is working there for the Disney College Program this semester. So I basically have two weeks to write 49,500 words. Yeah, that's doable. :P I do have all sorts of posts planned.

Tonight I'm going to brag about my cute nieces and nephew, especially since it's been a while since I did any Proud Auntie Picspam.

Get ready to die from the cute )

Aren't I the luckiest aunt in the world? :D

(Notice, none of the kids could pronounce my name at first, but they all chose a different mispronunciation, and none of them emulated my brother with his Eh-wah-lee. I wonder what Jane will call me?)
wahlee: (Kronk)
Work has been KICKING MY BUTT, PEOPLE. Super duper busy. And then I get home and have tons to do, and the end result of it is that it's now November 15 and I've written approximately 500 words. (Although if I counted all the emails I've sent at work, the last couple of weeks, I'd be at at least 15,000!) Luckily, though, the crunch time is mostly behind me. And next week is Thanksgiving, and I don't have to go in on Friday, so hooray for a 3 day work week! But then the week after that, I'm going to Disneyland with my brother and sister-in-law to visit my sister, who is working there for the Disney College Program this semester. So I basically have two weeks to write 49,500 words. Yeah, that's doable. :P I do have all sorts of posts planned.

Tonight I'm going to brag about my cute nieces and nephew, especially since it's been a while since I did any Proud Auntie Picspam.

Get ready to die from the cute )

Aren't I the luckiest aunt in the world? :D

(Notice, none of the kids could pronounce my name at first, but they all chose a different mispronunciation, and none of them emulated my brother with his Eh-wah-lee. I wonder what Jane will call me?)
wahlee: (Poppies)
My Grandma J passed away a few minutes ago, a little more than a month after her husband. I will miss her terribly.
wahlee: (Poppies)
My Grandma J passed away a few minutes ago, a little more than a month after her husband. I will miss her terribly.
wahlee: (Poppies)
Grandpa died peacefully on Saturday. Grandma is still not doing so hot; we're hoping she makes it until Thursday.

Grandpa was kind and meek and loving; the very epitome of a Cute Old Guy. I can't imagine life without him.

More later.

jay johnson

Jay O. Johnson 1924-2010 )
wahlee: (Poppies)
Grandpa died peacefully on Saturday. Grandma is still not doing so hot; we're hoping she makes it until Thursday.

Grandpa was kind and meek and loving; the very epitome of a Cute Old Guy. I can't imagine life without him.

More later.

jay johnson

Jay O. Johnson 1924-2010 )
wahlee: (Guilt and Misery)
The family are doing as well as can be expected.

What happened was this: they were driving down the freeway, in the middle lane. Ben looked in the rearview mirror at Thomas for a second, then looked back at the road, where he saw what he thought was a semi tire tread. He swerved to miss it, and overcorrected. The car went through the fast lane and the carpool lane into the shoulder, where it slammed into the concrete barrier and flipped onto the roof. They didn't hit anyone else, and no one hit them, which is a miracle. The highway patrol and the fire department came almost immediately, and three cars stopped to help right after the accident. Laura, Abby, and Thomas rode in the ambulance to a service station, where Mom and Dad picked them up while Ben stayed with the car until it was towed, then he got a ride with the Highway Patrol. The paramedics checked them all out and cleared them to go, but Mom and Dad took Laura to the emergency room up here just to be safe. The car flipped on Laura's side of the car, so she got the worst of it-- a few cuts on her face and on her feet (she was wearing flip-flops) from the shattered windshield, some bruising from the seatbelt across her chest and waist, and a nice abrasion from the seatbelt on her neck and chest. Ben has a bit of a stiff neck and some bruising from the seatbelt as well. Abby (who is almost 6 months old) seems to be unaffected, although it looks like the back of her head might have gotten nicked by a piece of glass. Thomas (who will be 3 in November) has three tiny little cuts just under the hairline on his forehead which may or may not have been caused by the accident (he's the kind of kid who falls down 87 times a day, so who knows exactly where he picked them up?). Last night he woke up with nightmares, and keeps coming up to us with a concerned look on his face saying "car broken," but otherwise seems to be the happy kid he normally is.

This morning Ben and Laura went to the towing lot where the car is being held awaiting an insurance adjuster, and they almost didn't recognize it. I'm really thankful that they had a larger car (it's a Toyota Avalon), because I bet if they'd been in a smaller one, things would have been much worse. Anyway, I expect that Ben will get pictures tomorrow, when the insurance guy is supposed to show up. The Avalon was their only car (Ben has a motorcycle that he commutes to work on when it's warm enough), so they're pretty much without transportation till they get word on how much the insurance company will be giving them. For the moment they're borrowing our old van, since we don't know if their insurance will pay for a rental yet, although they won't be able to keep doing that, because it's a clutch and Laura doesn't know how to drive one. I may end up lending them Lizzy, since she's an automatic and is the largest of our cars. They've already ordered new car seats, although of course they're still using the old ones till they show up (seats that have been in a crash are better than no seats at all!).

And we're all just so, so thankful that we're not planning a funeral, or trying to figure out how to care for a paraplegic, or something equally horrific. It's a miracle, plain and simple.

Oh, and the tire tread Ben was trying to avoid? Turned out to be a black coat. We all know for sure now what they've been telling us on the news lately-- If you see something in the road, just hit it. Don't try to avoid it. Even if it had been the tire tread he thought it was, it would have been so much better than this.

But I'm just so glad that I still have my sister, and my brother-in-law, and my niece and nephew. So, so glad.
wahlee: (Guilt and Misery)
The family are doing as well as can be expected.

What happened was this: they were driving down the freeway, in the middle lane. Ben looked in the rearview mirror at Thomas for a second, then looked back at the road, where he saw what he thought was a semi tire tread. He swerved to miss it, and overcorrected. The car went through the fast lane and the carpool lane into the shoulder, where it slammed into the concrete barrier and flipped onto the roof. They didn't hit anyone else, and no one hit them, which is a miracle. The highway patrol and the fire department came almost immediately, and three cars stopped to help right after the accident. Laura, Abby, and Thomas rode in the ambulance to a service station, where Mom and Dad picked them up while Ben stayed with the car until it was towed, then he got a ride with the Highway Patrol. The paramedics checked them all out and cleared them to go, but Mom and Dad took Laura to the emergency room up here just to be safe. The car flipped on Laura's side of the car, so she got the worst of it-- a few cuts on her face and on her feet (she was wearing flip-flops) from the shattered windshield, some bruising from the seatbelt across her chest and waist, and a nice abrasion from the seatbelt on her neck and chest. Ben has a bit of a stiff neck and some bruising from the seatbelt as well. Abby (who is almost 6 months old) seems to be unaffected, although it looks like the back of her head might have gotten nicked by a piece of glass. Thomas (who will be 3 in November) has three tiny little cuts just under the hairline on his forehead which may or may not have been caused by the accident (he's the kind of kid who falls down 87 times a day, so who knows exactly where he picked them up?). Last night he woke up with nightmares, and keeps coming up to us with a concerned look on his face saying "car broken," but otherwise seems to be the happy kid he normally is.

This morning Ben and Laura went to the towing lot where the car is being held awaiting an insurance adjuster, and they almost didn't recognize it. I'm really thankful that they had a larger car (it's a Toyota Avalon), because I bet if they'd been in a smaller one, things would have been much worse. Anyway, I expect that Ben will get pictures tomorrow, when the insurance guy is supposed to show up. The Avalon was their only car (Ben has a motorcycle that he commutes to work on when it's warm enough), so they're pretty much without transportation till they get word on how much the insurance company will be giving them. For the moment they're borrowing our old van, since we don't know if their insurance will pay for a rental yet, although they won't be able to keep doing that, because it's a clutch and Laura doesn't know how to drive one. I may end up lending them Lizzy, since she's an automatic and is the largest of our cars. They've already ordered new car seats, although of course they're still using the old ones till they show up (seats that have been in a crash are better than no seats at all!).

And we're all just so, so thankful that we're not planning a funeral, or trying to figure out how to care for a paraplegic, or something equally horrific. It's a miracle, plain and simple.

Oh, and the tire tread Ben was trying to avoid? Turned out to be a black coat. We all know for sure now what they've been telling us on the news lately-- If you see something in the road, just hit it. Don't try to avoid it. Even if it had been the tire tread he thought it was, it would have been so much better than this.

But I'm just so glad that I still have my sister, and my brother-in-law, and my niece and nephew. So, so glad.
wahlee: (Poppies)
laundry was almost done, room started, looking at Mat Kearney on iTunes. . .

and then we got a call that my sister had been in an accident.

Her husband overcorrected to avoid a tire tread in the road. They hit the median barrier and flipped over.

Both Thomas and Abby are fine. Ben is a bit bruised from the seat belt and can't find his glasses. My sister is in a bit worse shape-- she's pretty cut up and is now at the emergency room, but she says she's okay. The car is totaled. They just paid it off two weeks ago.

Thank goodness for seatbelts. I'll have nightmares tonight of how it could have gone.
wahlee: (Poppies)
laundry was almost done, room started, looking at Mat Kearney on iTunes. . .

and then we got a call that my sister had been in an accident.

Her husband overcorrected to avoid a tire tread in the road. They hit the median barrier and flipped over.

Both Thomas and Abby are fine. Ben is a bit bruised from the seat belt and can't find his glasses. My sister is in a bit worse shape-- she's pretty cut up and is now at the emergency room, but she says she's okay. The car is totaled. They just paid it off two weeks ago.

Thank goodness for seatbelts. I'll have nightmares tonight of how it could have gone.

BABY!

Dec. 15th, 2008 09:34 pm
wahlee: (Kronk)
It's a girl!

8 minutes after her mom (my sister, Laura) arrived at the hospital (and only two hours after labor began), my newest niece arrived in the world:

baby3
(picture shamelessly stolen from my brother-in-law, since my camera's batteries were COMPLETELY DEAD :(( )

Abigail Diane (probably, with the middle name being pronounced dee-ahn, which is my grandmother's name), 19" long, 6 lbs. 14 ounces.

She's got lovely reddish-blonde hair (like her dad), long fingers and toes (like her mom) and an adorable little cry (she squeaks when she inhales). Hooray for a new niece! That makes three nieces and a nephew for me. *happy sigh*

Being an aunt is the greatest.

BABY!

Dec. 15th, 2008 09:34 pm
wahlee: (Kronk)
It's a girl!

8 minutes after her mom (my sister, Laura) arrived at the hospital (and only two hours after labor began), my newest niece arrived in the world:

baby3
(picture shamelessly stolen from my brother-in-law, since my camera's batteries were COMPLETELY DEAD :(( )

Abigail Diane (probably, with the middle name being pronounced dee-ahn, which is my grandmother's name), 19" long, 6 lbs. 14 ounces.

She's got lovely reddish-blonde hair (like her dad), long fingers and toes (like her mom) and an adorable little cry (she squeaks when she inhales). Hooray for a new niece! That makes three nieces and a nephew for me. *happy sigh*

Being an aunt is the greatest.

BABY!

Dec. 15th, 2008 09:34 pm
wahlee: (Kronk)
It's a girl!

8 minutes after her mom (my sister, Laura) arrived at the hospital (and only two hours after labor began), my newest niece arrived in the world:

baby3
(picture shamelessly stolen from my brother-in-law, since my camera's batteries were COMPLETELY DEAD :(( )

Abigail Diane (probably, with the middle name being pronounced dee-ahn, which is my grandmother's name), 19" long, 6 lbs. 14 ounces.

She's got lovely reddish-blonde hair (like her dad), long fingers and toes (like her mom) and an adorable little cry (she squeaks when she inhales). Hooray for a new niece! That makes three nieces and a nephew for me. *happy sigh*

Being an aunt is the greatest.
wahlee: (Bad eggs)
Yesterday, I had two job interviews. I was picking up lunch after the second when my mom called my cell.

My grandmother had fallen when she got out of bed, and had broken her ankle.

Great.

So I spent the afternoon in the emergency room. Grandma's ankle would definitely require surgery. But she's 83 years old, has had diabetes for 40 years (that's why she managed to break the ankle in the first place-- she was in low blood sugar), has heart trouble (had a triple bypass 15 years ago), and is just frail in general, and surgery would be dangerous. So they delayed surgery until this morning.

Luckily, she did fine with the surgery. 8 pins and a plate later, and she. . . won't be able to stand on her foot for 2 months. Lovely. Because my 85-year-old grandfather surely can't lift her in and out of bed. Plus she's stubborn as all get-out (although today she insisted that she's not stubborn, she's persistent). We've found a good rehab facility for her (Aspen Ridge, I'm sure Nicole is wondering-- the new one is our first choice, but the Wheeler one is second on the list, so maybe she'll see your dad) where she'll hopefully be able to stay for at least 21 days. And they said they won't let her leave until she can get herself in and out of bed and into a wheelchair. Now we just need to find a solution for their super-skinny bathroom door.

What is up with the medical stuff lately? First my aunt has heart trouble, then my sister-in-law has a baby (at least that was good news, but, still, it's a hospital), then my paternal grandmother gets vertigo, then my mom's surgery, then my cousin falls out of the sky, and now my maternal grandma breaks her ankle getting out of bed. Fantastic. Now all we need is for my dad's kidney to go into a sudden decline, or my sister to get into a car accident on the way home from work.
wahlee: (Bad eggs)
Yesterday, I had two job interviews. I was picking up lunch after the second when my mom called my cell.

My grandmother had fallen when she got out of bed, and had broken her ankle.

Great.

So I spent the afternoon in the emergency room. Grandma's ankle would definitely require surgery. But she's 83 years old, has had diabetes for 40 years (that's why she managed to break the ankle in the first place-- she was in low blood sugar), has heart trouble (had a triple bypass 15 years ago), and is just frail in general, and surgery would be dangerous. So they delayed surgery until this morning.

Luckily, she did fine with the surgery. 8 pins and a plate later, and she. . . won't be able to stand on her foot for 2 months. Lovely. Because my 85-year-old grandfather surely can't lift her in and out of bed. Plus she's stubborn as all get-out (although today she insisted that she's not stubborn, she's persistent). We've found a good rehab facility for her (Aspen Ridge, I'm sure Nicole is wondering-- the new one is our first choice, but the Wheeler one is second on the list, so maybe she'll see your dad) where she'll hopefully be able to stay for at least 21 days. And they said they won't let her leave until she can get herself in and out of bed and into a wheelchair. Now we just need to find a solution for their super-skinny bathroom door.

What is up with the medical stuff lately? First my aunt has heart trouble, then my sister-in-law has a baby (at least that was good news, but, still, it's a hospital), then my paternal grandmother gets vertigo, then my mom's surgery, then my cousin falls out of the sky, and now my maternal grandma breaks her ankle getting out of bed. Fantastic. Now all we need is for my dad's kidney to go into a sudden decline, or my sister to get into a car accident on the way home from work.
wahlee: (Kronk)
Say hello to Molly Elizabeth, born on Saturday, March 29, 2008, at 5:32 a.m. 6 lbs. 9 oz., 19 1/2" long.

DSCN1013

I haven't been able to post before now, because we've been taking care of her big sister while mom and dad are still at the hospital.

DSCN1011

Anna's not so sure about this whole little sister thing. :P

They're coming home today! Hooray!
wahlee: (Kronk)
Say hello to Molly Elizabeth, born on Saturday, March 29, 2008, at 5:32 a.m. 6 lbs. 9 oz., 19 1/2" long.

DSCN1013

I haven't been able to post before now, because we've been taking care of her big sister while mom and dad are still at the hospital.

DSCN1011

Anna's not so sure about this whole little sister thing. :P

They're coming home today! Hooray!
wahlee: (Kronk)
Say hello to Molly Elizabeth, born on Saturday, March 29, 2008, at 5:32 a.m. 6 lbs. 9 oz., 19 1/2" long.

DSCN1013

I haven't been able to post before now, because we've been taking care of her big sister while mom and dad are still at the hospital.

DSCN1011

Anna's not so sure about this whole little sister thing. :P

They're coming home today! Hooray!
wahlee: (Brilliant Plan!)
Okay, here's pictures. Now, keep in mind that I wasn't really planning on dressing up at all. And then I got a fabulous idea on Friday night. A few trips to thrift stores and costume stores later, and I was set. So what did I go as?

Good Morning, Baltimore! )

Well, enough of me. Look at my cute nephew and niece!

Aren't they adorable? )
wahlee: (Brilliant Plan!)
Okay, here's pictures. Now, keep in mind that I wasn't really planning on dressing up at all. And then I got a fabulous idea on Friday night. A few trips to thrift stores and costume stores later, and I was set. So what did I go as?

Good Morning, Baltimore! )

Well, enough of me. Look at my cute nephew and niece!

Aren't they adorable? )

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