Posts Tagged ‘Fargo’

We are home.  Safely.  With two sick children who managed to pick up some kind of nasty upper respiratory infection.  It landed Daniel in the Emergency room at 1:30 am on Wednesday morning.  I pulled almost a 24 hour day from leaving Fargo, flying through Chicago, getting in to Philly and then getting Daniel over to the hospital.  Not a fun time I have to tell you.

The kids are recovering.  They each still have some coughing and snotty little noses, but the worst part has been that their sleep cycle is ALL OVER THE PLACE.  I was up most of the night Wednesday night, then last night, I was up 12:30 am until nearly 3am with them.  They don’t seem to know what is up or down and I am right there with them.

Thank you for all the kind thoughts and prayers for our family.  Things went a lot better than I thought they would.  We did get to see my father in law before the cremation.  We had a wake for him in Wolcott, North Dakota (which is as small as it sounds).  I got to meet the other half of my family and I love them.  For a hot minute, I tried to imagine us living there.  But then I thought of the winters, the fact that my family is all here and I have been waiting for just that.  The idea of packing up and heading out west is just not something I can wrap my brain around right now.  But it is beautiful country…and the people are so stinking nice.  I mean everybody.  I wonder how my hubby can be so cranky when he came from a place like that, filled with cheerful, laid back people.  Maybe he has been east for too long.

We saw where the residents of Fargo fought the flood of the Red River this past spring.  It was pretty neat.  We also got to walk along Broadway, which could be the main street in any town in America.

Oh, and we ate, and we drank, and we laughed…..and we brought 1/3 of the ashes home with us.  I have no clue what we are going to do with them, but since my B-I-L had no idea what he was doing when he made the arrangements, nor did he show up to see his father, or family, we came home with “dad”.

The weather was great there until Tuesday and we started to wonder if we were going to be able to fly out.  We put “dad” in the suitcase.  Well, that added several pounds to our weight and put us over United Airlines weight for bags.  We were not prepared or willing to pay $125 extra…on top of the $20 bag fee….so “dad” rode in the over head bin…..

The hubby is back to work today and we are trying very hard to get back into some kind of a routine.   I have lots of fmaily pictures, but will post them later…….

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The kids slept through the night.  Without a middle of the night bottle.  I am so proud of them.  And I think I know what did it.  They have full run of Grandma and Grandpa‘s house.  They are expending tons of energy.  And yesterday, They only each got a cat nap.

They are in baby jail right now, and they are “lounging”. I think they are still tired. (tee hee hee).

I spent the day at my parent’s house yesterday.  The kitchen remodeler was here.  I sure wish they would have told me that they were taking out my kitchen sinkon the first day.    have planned things a little differently.  So, I will be using plastic or paper cups since I really don’t want to wash dishes in the bathtub.  I will take the kids’ bottles to my parent’s house and run them through the dishwasher.  I also do not have any counter tops, or drawers, or doors on my cabinets.  The kitchen just looks weird…..

The hubby has decided to stay out in North Dakota until Friday.  My father in law is still hanging in there.  They had him on some kind of “CPAP” thing and had him intubated.  They took him off of that yesterday and the old man sat up out of bed.  He is just on oxygenthrough a nasal cannula right now.  He keeps stretching his arms out for hugs.  He pointed right at the hubby so at least there is some degree of recognition and appropriate response.  The doctors still don’t know what is going on.  They want to watch him for another day or two, and then they will see how he is doing.

The best part of all of this, if there is a positive, is that the hubby is seeing family that he hasn’t seen in 20 years.  He reconnecting with a family that he pretty much walked away from.  He is the only one that made it out.  Everyone else stayed.  And there is nothing wrong with that, I guess.   I just can’t imagine having the whole world out there, and staying in Fargo my entire life.  I have been blessed that I was able to travel when I was young, and then as part of a job, and on my own as a hobby.  I have been to the UK, Mexico, and Canada.  I have been to 49 of the 50 states.  I have been there and done that and I have no regrets.

But I miss my hubby.  I didn’t sleep well at all the last two nights.  I might even miss his snoring.  It is just not the same when he isn’t around.  He did call me about a dozen times yesterday….I can’t wait to pick him up at the airport and give him the biggest hug.  I feel very helpless right now when it comes to finding ways to support him.

I am hanging in there.  All the prayers and well wishes are greatly appreciated.

Oh…. and here are some pictures of the kitchen so far…..


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Crowned Lily
Image by Creativity+ Timothy K Hamilton via Flickr

My kids will never get to meet their other grandfather.  He is dying.  He is comatose with very low blood pressure, and is somehow, still bleeding internally.  The home that he lived in (which is the North Dakota Soldier’s home) was administering all of him meds at the same time, rather than spacing the dosages out. When they scoped him, the found whole pills, that they could still identify.  That is what may have caused all the ulcers.  He had one good day and then was vomitting blood and became unresponsive.  He is getting blood transfusions, and is on dopamine, but there are no heroic efforts.  They are not transferring him to the “main” hospital in Fargo.

So this is the end.  Rest in Peace.

At 4 am, my father picked up my husband and drove him to the Philadelphia airport.  He had a 6:20 am flight to Minneapolis and then a puddle jumper  to Fargo.  There are NO direct flights to Fargo.

My husband doesn’t want to be there. Not even a little bit.  I just hope that he makes it to see his father alive.  His sister is picking him up at the airport and is even letting him use one of her cars, so we don’t have to spend a mint on a rental.  Believe it or not, the airport sold out of rental cars. So, Deb has been a real blessing.

The hubby just wants me there.  And I wish there was someway I could have gone.  But the kitchen remodel starts  tomorrow.  And the kids are too much for Mom and Dad to handle for 3 days.  We have to work up to that.

So I am home alone, with 2 kids, and three dogs….and I am sad.  I know that this is hurting the hubby more than he is showing.  I am sad because my kids will never meet him. I sad that I can’t be there for my hubby when he needs me. I am sad that the hubby is only spending 3 days out there.  His  father may linger.  And I know that he won’t go back for the funeral. 

Crappy monday….and I am out of coffee.


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Spaghetti served with crayfish
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Okay…so I was going to make spaghetti for supper last night…..well, I did end up making spaghetti, but not with the box of pasta that I thought I was going to.

My parents gave us a box of food that was all the stuff that they brought along but couldn’t fit into their new cupboards.  Well, there was a box of semolina pasta from North Dakota.  I thought, since the hubby is from North Dakota, and the news has been covering the flooding of the red river in Fargo, that I would make North Dakota spaghetti.  For whatever reason, I looked at the best if used by date on the end of the box.  It said 2007.  Yeah…so I decided that cooking that might not be the best idea.  So back to the cupboard. I grabbed a box of San Giorgio Angel Hair pasta, I had just bought it a couple of weeks ago.  The best if used by date was 2011.  I figured that I was safe.  Well, you know the little cellophane windows that actually show you the pasta…there were meal worms crawling around inside the sealed box.

Nasty San Giogio Angel Hair Pasta with Mealworms!!!


Creepy crawlies in my pasta.  EWWWWWWWWWW! Can you say “Yuck”?  Can you say “Grossed Out”?

Luckily I had another box of pasta, another brand of pasta, and so cooked that. 

And the kids enjoyed it..

good stuffgood stuffFun Food!Am I doing it right?

This was their first spaghetti supper….I just hope that I will forget the preparation of it in time.  I did call the 800 number on the package to complain.  They called it “infestation”.  They are sending me coupons.  Yeah, I will get right on that….buying more buggy pasta.

It is windy like the dickens out today.  The hubby is off doing a hazardous waste collection day in Reading PA.  Dad is off to New Jersey for the day, Mom is unpacking, and I am home with the kids….who didn’t sleep well last night…AGAIN!

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So it is 5:55 am on Saturday morning and we are supposed to finally be getting a winter storm today.  The hubby is already at work and the kids and thankfully, the dogs are still sleeping.  This is the first time in a long time that the only sound I hear is the heater running and the occasional car driving by (I am sure carrying someone to the grocery store to stock up on milk and bread because everyone from around here absolutely freaks out whenever there is any kind of frozen precipitation falling from the sky).  Me and the hubby, on the other hand are from Buffalo NY and Fargo ND.  Snow is just a temporary inconvenience and something that makes the evening news very entertaining.  I would like to get enough so that I can put the kids in their snowsuits and see what they do in the backyard…..probably scream, demand to go back inside, and then hold a grudge against me the rest of the day.

In other news, we found a baby sitter for “date night”.  When the hubby and I read her profile, we immediately agreed she sounded perfect.   That never happens.  She called the other night and is going to stop over on Tuesday to meet the kids.  It is only a temp job since my parents will be here by April.  But still, just think, we could go to a movie, or out to dinner how many times before April rolls around.

I also sent the hubby up to the firehouse last night.  We had been invited up and could bring the kids and the walker.  My friend, K was going to bring an extra walker so the kids could really tucker themselves out.  When K went into work, she forgot the walker.  She called here and the hubby answered.  She said that she could send someone to get the other walker if we still wanted to come up.  He said that it wasn’t necessary but one of us would be up to drop off the paperwork that K needed.  I don’t know if it is real or imagined, but I actually startedto get a little panicked thinking about being out in public.  Has my husband turned me into a hermit?  I just had this feeling that if I went up there, he would get pissy and I would be out of my comfort zone.  God forbid I talk to any males while up there, let alone have a beer.

I needed him to drop some things off up there and finally told him to stay and have a couple of beers.  So, he did.  With my friends.  Who bought him beers.  But he is convinced that no one likes him.  Oh, and that everyone is trying to sleep with me.  Here I am, couped up with the kids all day, with the notable exception of going to the grocery store yesterday, and he gets to go out.  By the time he got home, I was ready for bed.  He swears he had two beers but seemed more “buzzed” than that to me.  So I was a little pissy.  What is wrong with that?  I  mean, do we really need a DUI?  Everything he said and did last night was just irritating.  Then, he comes up to bed and snores like a buzz-saw.  So I plop on the ipod, listen to my relaxation music (loudly) and try to get some sleep.  Yeah well, that didn’t work out too well.

So here I am, wanting desperately for the new coffeemaker that my mother bought for me to arrive.  I have been using an $8 coffee maker from wal.mart for a year now.  It has no bells.  It has no whistles.  It just makes coffee.  I want my new, 8 cup, thermal carafe, with the auto start and auto shut off here now!!!


I feel like the weeks are just rushing by.  I feel like I don’t really have much to look forward to (well, maybe date night, but I am sure we will end up fighting).

I need a nanny, a maid, an unlimited supply of sushi and diet coke, a massage, a shopping trip just for me, the teething to be over with, a hubby who once in a while tried to understand that what I do is WORK too, oh…and I want it to snow…a lot…so I can be a kid for 2 minutes and make a snow angel.