Great News

Got great news from two fronts today. My sister-in-law once removed (my brother's wife's sister), Cindy, is home from the hospital. All her children are still in one piece, and it seems her tumor was benign. Doesn't get much better. My 84 year old father-in-law had a heart catheterization today. The doctor says his heart looks good. [The worry persists, if it wasn't his heart, why is his blood low on oxygen...hoping for a better update later). As November 1 approaches (the anniversary of my brother's death), I'm so happy to hear good news in the health department.

The week continues to be a whirlwind affair. I feel emotionally drained. Nothing really out of the ordinary has happened, but just dealing with all the ups and downs of two teenage daughters is exhausting.

The Imp got her hair cut Tuesday. We braided her hair and then chopped it off. She gave the 10 inch braid to Locks of Love. The Driver had done the same thing last year. Well, the Imp was not happy with the outcome of the haircut. First, more hair was cut-off than she anticipated (what part of '10 inches' off don't you understand?) and she decided the cut she wanted wouldn't work on her hair with it so short. So she settled on a bob with bangs. When the hairdresser was all done, Theresa felt like she looked about 5 years old. She wasn't amused. To her credit, she didn't complain and took it in stride. She came home, jumped in the shower, washed her hair and spent the next few hours playing with her hair. She finally decided the best look was two small pony-tails at the back of her head. It was almost more draining on me, watching her take it so well, when I knew she wasn't happy, than if she had screamed, yelled and cried. Don't tell her, but I think she looks cute (and she did have the same haircut at 5).

It's been wonderful having the Driver able to help make our divergent schedules work. She is still enamored with driving, so is willing to drive almost anywhere for any reason. Yesterday afternoon she had some time on her hands, so she went and cleaned out the inside of the car (the vehicle she prefers to drive) and then washed the outside, too. She claimed she was doing it so when Hubby came home (4 days later) he'd have a clean car.

I got to scrapbook today for a few hours before heading off to the Imp's school to help sort and organize the fund-raiser orders. That actually went better than expected. Everyone was willing to work hard and easily understood how we were running things. We got done faster than expected...always a pleasant surprise.

The Driver is off to Hallowscream at Bush Gardens tomorrow night. I'm betting she won't enjoy it, but she has to find out for herself. She doesn't like to be scared, and doesn't enjoy gore. I'm just hoping she can sleep afterwards. The Imp slept with me last night, claiming she couldn't sleep with Dad not home. She doesn't like it when our family is apart. If it were up to her, we'd all sleep in the same bed together every night. Cuddling, snuggling and being able to reach out and touch someone are important for her.

The Imp is having 3 other girls come home with her tomorrow so they can get ready for their school dance all together. Pizza for dinner sounds about right. Then just 2 more days until Hubby is home.