Adieu

I feel the above title appropriate.  I found that this little Anglo-French word means "to God".  And so should my life ever be lived ~ Adieu!

This is my last post at The Little Blue Cottage.  Add on top that I am ill and you will understand why I am feeling quite melancholy.  Earlier in the week my youngest son came down sick.  He had to go to school as it was finals week and we are moving.  That was not good for him and he developed bronchitis and an ear infection.  He is on antibiotic and slowly returning to health, however, I have come down with what he has.  I pray I do not get as sick as my son.  I have been taking herbs and drinking lots of hot tea.

I am still trying to get my men to pack.  The boys have packed some things, but the biggest problem is my dear husband.  He just told me that if he doesn't pack then he isn't going.  Oh, here he finally comes with his suitcase and he is opening drawers of his dresser.  My goodness, Dusty has jumped into one of the drawers, maybe she wants to be packed. ;-)

Well, dear friends, I must bid you farewell for now, God bless each of you for being a tool in His loving hand.  You have blessed me with your thoughtful caring comments and support in prayer.  I sincerely appreciate each one of you.  Please visit me at my new blog House on the Hill and join us in Colorado.

P.S.  I was quite naughty last night.  I slipped out of the house alone and went down to my favorite movie theater.  I saw the movie "The Young Victoria".  It was absolutely delicious!!!  I floated from the theater to my car on a cloud not regretting my naughtiness in the least.  However, I did suffer for my transgression as I felt quite ill driving home.  Thankfully, a cup of hot tea and rest helped me feel more comfortable.

Ashes

We received the ashes of our beloved Princess.  I set the urn on my vanity with a spray of pink roses and a figurine that resembles Princess.  The figurine was my Grandmother's.  As you can see Dusty is spending time with her friend.  We miss her.

Parting is such sweet sorrow...

I am learning the meaning of this oxymoron from the play Romeo & Juliet by William Shakespeare.  Tonight our friends threw us a going away party.  Saying goodbye to cherished friends lifts our hearts, but at the same time we are filled with sorrow. 

Things are winding up and down...

Well, things are winding up for Colorado and winding down for California.  The Little Blue Cottage has 4 occupants that are full of nervous knots.  For stress we get an A+. LOL  I am the only one in the house that has begun packing what I want to take on the airplane.  All the men in the house are waiting till the last minute.  Hmm.  Okay, lets talk about something else.

One of Brandon's friends adopted our last goldfish.  The other goldfish died the same week that Princess passed away.  A friend of mine is supposed to come by tomorrow and pick up one of my house plants that I have had for years.  Hopefully my sister can take the other ones.  Two of my plants I am going to take with me via the moving van.  I think they will make it, at least I hope they can.  The food in our fridge is getting low along with the pantry.  It is getting harder to make meals.

This week I have to get Dusty a special kitty carrier for the plane.  She also has to see her doctor to make sure she is fit for travel.  I am positive Dusty is healthy enough and I am excited to be able to take a plane trip with my kitty.  She is going to have a grand adventure winding up in a huge house.  I do not think she (nor I)  is going to know what to do with so much space! LOL

Chit Chat

Wednesday, our pet sitter came by and said goodbye to us.  She and I got teary not only about me moving out of state, but because of Princess passing away.  After her visit, our buyer had his final walk through.  He did it a week early due to a death in his family.  It was a bit difficult for Mark and I only because we are sad to leave our little house.  Our realtor put a sold sign up and it made things seem final.   The boys did not like it when I brought them home from school and that sold sign was up there.

Wednesday was also the day that I talked to my endo doctor via phone.  I told him the situation with my eating problem (I no doubt had frustration in my voice) and said that the PT has helped other issues, just not the problem with eating.  So he said that it is time to take a look inside and see what it going on.  Neither of us wants surgery, it has just gotten down to that.  Unfortunately, I cannot have it until June.  That means I have to live with this pain for 5 more months!

Thursday, I had lunch with two girlfriends.  Oh, it was so nice to get together with them.  Unfortunately for me, I had a light breakfast and I started to feel like I was weak.  Eating lunch made me feel better, but after doing so my tummy pain flared up badly.  I never let my girlfriends in on the matter, did not want to ruin a perfectly wonderful time.  Tomorrow, (Friday)  I am having lunch with another girlfirend.  I am probably going to have to skip breakfast in the morning so that I have room for lunch.  This whole senario is not helping the issue with my weight.  Do you see red flags going up?  I do, especially since I keep losing weight.  This is a situation that calls for the amazing wonderful work of God!

This weekend we will begin the task of packing clothing and various items for our plane trip.  None of us are jumping up and down for joy about the task.  In fact, I do not know how much is going to get accomplished as far as my DH is concerned.  As the day draws nearer, Mark has taken to sleeping.  There he lies on the couch snoring in front of the flickering light of the TV as life goes on around him.  It is his best way of dealing with stress.  Wish I could do that.

My Prayer Today

Lord, let me be faithful to you in difficult circumstances.  Let me love you more than my own dreams.  Let me have humbleness of heart and a teachable spirit.  Let my attitude be one of praise and thanksgiving.  Let my life bring glory to your name.  In Jesus precious name - Amen.

My cherished plans may go astray,

My hopes may fade away;

But still I'll trust my Lord to lead,

For He doth know the way.

~Overton

"A man's heart plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps." (Proverbs 16:9)

Dear Blog Friends

Please forgive me, I know it has been a long time since my last comment at your blog.  Right now my life feels like this cake looks.  Sunday night my parents hosted a "going-away" dinner for us at Bucca.  We all had a good time even though it was for a sad occasion.  We ate at a big round table called "The Pope's Table".  As you will notice behind the cake is a glass box with, yes, the Pope!  This head was in the center of a big lazy susan so anyone could spin it around and have the Pope stare.  It was pretty hilarious.

Above is a picture of the whole gang minus the one taking the picture.  Otherwise the boys and I have been trying to spend time with friends before we leave.  The deep pain of parting has been hard to bear at times.  Parting with pets, parting with family, parting with friends.  Sometimes I get a tad bit irritable, or I sit and blankly stare into space, sometimes I walk around wringing my hands, sometimes I am on my knees and sometimes I am weeping.