Glad that my aunt lives next door

Last night was so much fun. Megs, Lisa H, and Sarah came down to my house to hang out. The night started out with a few bumps....the oven refused to work again. There is an ongoing battle between mom and me with dad about the oven and how it just shuts itself off. Because of this I had to go next door to cook french fries. But I think it has worked as dad admits that we have to do something about the oven.
Other then that the night was a lot of fun...lots of food (very yummy cupcakes Lisa H) and fun times play the Harry Potter version of Scene it. I won but we all had a good laugh at guess and answering the questions.
Today we are meeting for coffee at our usual place Starbucks. Tomorrow Lisa H, me and mom are going to lunch and then to see the new movie version of the Stephen King short story 1408...which looks creepy and mess with you mind which is my favorite kind of movie.
This week mom and I are also going to this show at the Arts and Culture center that looks good...I will review later on.

Love you
Krista~Bert

A sunny post for a foggy day

After my last post and the comments that you guys have sent me I dont have a lot to say but thanks....I know that you are all there for me if I need to vent about anything and that means a lot to me.
Other then that there is not a whole lot that is going on right now. Its been another good summer of reading and doing what mom needs done. People look at mom and say wow you are so lucky that Krista will do what you need/want done eg. all the appoinments or doing the laundry. She does it without complaining about having to help you(mom) or use your wheelchair when you go out. It seems that she would rather go to the mall or out with you then her friends. She agrees that she is very lucky in this way and yesterday at lunch we were talking about how I put out over 30 resumes and never got a job but she, in talking with a Sister (nun) who visits the unit, realized that maybe it was God's plan that I not get a job so I can spend the time with her. She doesnt pay me like last summer but if I go out with the gang she gives me the money and she has help me make payments on the few bills that I have. After she told me this I just said how could I not do this for her after she has done and continues to do so much for me?
I do go out with my friends and I love going out with them and by myself as we all need that sometimes but my mom is one of my best friends and as you all know one of the coolest 67 year olds that I know who wouldn't want to hang out with her.
On that note I think I will end this post.

Love you all
Krista~Bert

P.S. I am 9 on the wait list for housing

I know I know bad Krista but with the summer and talking to everyone on a regular basis I figure that I would just tell everyone what I have to say and then have nothing to blog.
Anyways I am wondering what to do about this.....As everyone knows Dad drinks.....and because of this his memory is getting worse...I thought it was bad when last year he passed out with his hand in a bag of chips only to wake up two hours later and eat the chip. Now he tells people how mom cant cope with all that is wrong with her anymore and he is selling the house and buying a condo in St. John's! My auntie Eve told mom this the week and she could have shot her and it would have been less of a surprise. Auntie Eve told mom that dad told her that mom and dad have talked about this and it is the best thing to do as mom can no longer cope.
First she can not travel which is so not right as long as there is a dialysis unit where we go she is fine I have even found a site that deals with all the major cruise lines with a unit on board.
By the way dad is talking and this gets passed around a small town mom is at the end of the line.
It is not only mom that he is forgetting what he has said but also small things around the house...this is a small thing I know but the other night as dad was headed back into the kitchen mom asked for a piece of pie and from that to walking into the kitchen he forgot mom is still waiting for him to give her a piece of pie.
So all this adds up to me wondering what do I do now....if dad is that bad for forgetting then can I go back to school and know that mom and dad are safe or what? Mom is not going for the me staying here but I dont know.
The last thing that I hate is that he takes money (large amounts) from the bank to pay on the visa card and doesnt tell mom and she checks the bank and gets upset and I am in the middle of all this. I know that she doesnt have anyone else to talk to this about as dad is gone(in the head) but its tough at times.

anyways I know that this is a long and complant filled post but it was something I needed to get off my chest.

Welcome home megs and congrats to molly for getting into nursing!!!!

love you all
Krista~Bert