thoughts and ramblings

You would think that after having 7 days off, I would have some fun stories about things I did.  The truth is, I didn't really do anything on my days off.  Ok, that's not true. 

1. I spent a whole day sewing a quilt for my friend Amanda.

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Amanda's accident made me think about how you never know where life is going to take you or what it's going to throw at you (or drop on you).  One thing that I always make sure to do when John leaves (especially when he is driving to Seward or Whittier) is say a proper goodbye.  Not just see you later, but a hug, a kiss and an "I love you."  Why?  Because any of those goodbyes have has the possibility of being the last.  I know it sounds terrible and morbid, but I don't want to be left regreting a hasty goodbye.  

In fact, just last night, John had to go to Seward for a ship.  I already have an irrational fear of him driving on the Seward Highway so frequently (for those of you who are not familiar with Alaska, it's a two lane highway with mountains on one side and water on the other for most of the way, it's got blind curves, and people drive way too fast on it, several people have been killed in accidents over the past couple of years), so this time it was extra hard to let him go.  But I stifled the crazy (and the urge to go with him), said a proper goodbye, and let him go.  I made him call me when he got to Seward, and then I was ok.  

As Brittany said, "it's hard not to worry, it's what we do..."  Her husband flies C-17s for the National Guard, so she understands saying goodbye and worrying.   

2. I went to my Grandma's 90th Birthday party

3. I witnessed the snowiest winter since 1954-55.

4. I had my faith in humanity restored. I'd been feeling a little down on the human race lately.  Especially with the results of the municpal election in Anchorage last week, but mostly because I read the news for several days in a row...and that always makes me depressed.  After Amanda's accident, hundreds of people came out of the woodwork to show their support for her during her long road to recovery.  It does not surprise me how supportive Amanda's co-workers have been (as a fellow co-worker, I can easily say that the people we work with are some of the best people I know), what surprises me is the number of pepole from across the country who have shared kind words of hope and healing.  I know Amanda is a popular girl (she's awesome, who wouldn't want to be her friend?), but I doubt she knows all 900+ people who have "liked" the Help Amanda Facebook page.  It's truly remarkable and encouraging.  

This week I also discovered that I am a terrible dog mom.  Kiva has not had a haircut in over a year, which I didn't think was a big deal, other than the fact that she looks excessively shaggy

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She's been rolling around in the snow a lot lately, panting all the time, and rubbing up against everything!  I finally put it together that she's too hot and probably uncomfortable because she's got long hairs that get pulled every time she moves.  Poor thing!

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It's a good thing she has an appointment for a haircut next Monday!  Sorry I'm such a neglegent dog mom Kiva!