Football season

We're watching football, David has it on most of the weekend from August-January. He nearly has withdrawals by July every year, it's definitely his favorite sport. I like to watch the Denver Broncos play, other than that it's mostly background noise to me. But I love my husband, and he loves football, so there it is. When we were in college, I would watch football with him and his buddies sometimes, making snide comments about the games. I thought I was funny, until they banned me from the TV room! I decided they all took the game way too seriously, but I was still uninvited. At least I've learned to curb my tongue since then, brings more peace to the household of football fans. Nic and Jared grew up watching football with David, and they still enjoy it a lot, so when they're here it's football fever all weekend. I'd much rather have football on than the fights they also like to watch- some kind of full contact, no holds barred, ninja type fighting, not just WWW wrestling fake stuff. Too much blood for me. Course, they don't care for my animal planet and HGTV stuff either, that's why we have 2 TV's, I guess.

So I've been thinking about my future- am I ever going to work again? I had a carreer, very stressful, but one I enjoyed, and it's been nearly 3 years since I had to quit working. I was determined to get my health back to the point I could work again, now I think that is an unrealistic goal. I've been a mover and shaker in the past, this is really hard to sit on the sidelines and watch. Still, I love being home full time, and having time to spend with my husband and kids. I visit my mother-in-law regularly, too- she really needs visits from the family. I believe that I'm right where I'm supposed to be, but a part of me really misses the action. I hope I can get back to at least volunteering again soon- I've worked in the Family History Center for the past 15 years, and I really miss the comeraderie and research I had there. I've been told to give the healing process 6 months minimum, but I'm already chafing at the bit to start doing something! Patience has never been a strong point for me, now it's really being tested to the max. Whine, whine, whine, I'm so lucky to be alive right now, I cannot complain about anything!

My Mom is awesome! She has been here for a full month, taking care of me, the cooking, weeding and caring for the backyard. In the mornings I'll see her outside working in the gardens, cleaning things up, watering and fussing around in general. She doesn't like housework, so that has suffered, but my yard looks great! I'm feeling well enough to clean the kitchen and sweep a bit.

I have to admit, it's pretty funny now, I am coming into the kitchen after her, cleaning up the counters and dishes. I used to be the one making messes in the kitchen, now she is, and I'm the one fussing about the mess! She told me recently that she leaves everything on the counter because otherwise she forgets what she's bought, and freely admits her memory isn't great any more. Her feet bother her a lot, as well as her knees, but she keeps on trucking. She is an amazing driver, she can park a 33 foot motorhome easily, and although slow and careful, is capable of handling great distances with aplomb. When she leaves here, she will go to Sacramento California area to be with her brother, my uncle Jerry, as he completes his earthly journey. He has terminal cancer and is slowly succombing to the disease. Mom was there for a month, in July, but when I was facing another surgery she came back here. Her summer has been spent nursing the sick, hopefully winter will bring some relief, rest and respite.

I put a picture of a hawk or falcon on the right- I wish it was a better one, but he was so cool, sitting in a tree in my back yard. He was hunting birds- I feed a lot of birds, and he was hoping for an easy meal that day. Luckily, I got a shot of him, but he didn't catch any of my little birds, at least not that day.