31 Days

Now it's been one whole month.
No one tells you how you end up counting days.
First you count minutes
Then seconds
Then hours
Then days
31 days nine hours 22 minutes
Goodbye Frog I miss you

What's a Blog?

Today my SIL asked me what is a blog?

The deep dark innermost sercrets of the human soul?

The random meanderings of a crazed and sleep deprived mind?

The truth as I see it?

The life, times and adventures of a mad scrapper?

Me, Myself and I warts and all?

All of the above....

My album of life...My scrapbooks are a story in pictures, so I guess my blog is a picture of me only in words. Whatever....

Since I know only a few people actually have the address, my blog is my 5 minute scrap of time where I jot my comings, goings and what's going on in my little neck of the woods.

Right now there is a skunk walking aross the snow in my back yard being stalked by a neighbourhood cat. The cat thinks he is being terribly sneaky. Little does he know that Granfather Skunk is ever so much smarter. His family has lived in the barpit almost since we moved in 12 years ago.

Luckily most of them are too dumb to live, ( must be in-breeding). They cross the road and get squished in a huge pile of stinky goo by the cars driving by too fast. But some, like Grandfather Skunk are too sly and too wise in the ways of the world to get caught. Especailly not by a cat that is too stupid to know not to stalk a skunk.

PHEWWW!!!

ROTFLMAO!!! No open windows for this house tonite!!

Life Moves On

I biffed it in the car yesterday. How very stupid of me. I luckily, didn't get a ticket. I was not paying attention like I should have. I signaled to change lanes and the guy driving in my blind spot decided to speed up. I lost the sideview mirror and so did he. Thank goodness nothing else was messed up. I clearly can't be trusted out on the roads right now.
I've been sick all week and just wanted out of the house for a bit. I'm feeling better but of course not super good. Lost my voice again. It's been gone all week long. I sound like such a dweeb.
TK's daughter Sarah is coming to visit this week. That should be fun. I hope she doesn't expect too much entertaining. Not sure I'm up to that yet. She's been here enough to know most of the sights and how to get around the city. Plus she has her cousins and Uncle C here too so she should have fun. I know TK is worried about me.
Frankly I'm a bit worried too.
Three weeks since he left, still not sure what I want to do with my life or if I can do anything. The Chron's is acting up really bad. another reason I haven't been out of the house. it's been so very cold that none of the snow has melted.
I went by the grave on Wenesday and bawled. There is nothing there but a stick. all the flowers have been removed and I expected that but I didn't expect to not even see a mound. With all the snow there is no sign the ground was even disturbed. I miss him so much. I still haven't taken down his Angels Tree. I haven't moved his clothes or his stuff or anything. I'm so lucky to have had him with me as long as I did and I was in such denial telling myself I was ready for him too leave. What a crock!!
How can anyone be ready to loose their Best Friend?!? I keep going over and over that last night, wondering if I hadn't given in and gotten the sleeping pill for him....... would he still be here with me now? Did I kill him? I know how I teased about it, but what if I really did do it? Going a bit more than crazy.

Moan & Groan

I truly hate being sick!! I hate it worse now cuz there is no one to whine to about it and comiserate with. One thing the Frog could always be counted on was reminding me to take my medicine and cover up my toes and stuff.
So here I am listening to American Idol auditions and I have no voice. Even with no voice I think I sing better than some of these poor souls being publicly humiliated on National TV. What were they thinking?
It's been on most of an hour and I've only seen them not critical of 1 person.
My ego couldn't take that kind of rejection.

Sicky ME

I went scrapping with my friends last night. It was alot of fun but I sure didn't feel good for most of the evening. So of course now I have a tremendous cold or flu I never know what to call it. Is it flu when you ache all over, toss your cookies and sneeze and cough alot or is that a common cold?
Either way I feel awful and have spent most of the day in bed. I feel bad csuse I rode down with C and Baby B and she was to stay the night here, but Baby B is just getting over a cold and I don't think she wanted it running through her family again. So she dropped me off and then went on home.
S will probably take my germs home to her kids too. I was sure coughing alot there at the end I did run next door and got some Delsyn but it hasn't worked much magic today.

1 week ago

I've made it through One whole week since we buried my beloved Frog. I don't think I can really count it though since I've had family about most of the time.
Sort of weird. I think it finally hit me yesterday that I didn't have to get home fast for anything. Errands that I used to squish into an hour and drive like a maniac from place to place can now take me hours to complete.
I don't know what I'm suppossed to do with myself now with no one to take care of.
I'm hanging out on the internet a bit.
Sleeping alot.
Reading my scriptures alot and crying a little. Thought I was all cried out a long time ago. How grateful I am that God counts every single tear.
I wonder alot what he is doing there on the other side. Stupid stuff like does he have to get used to not having me around like I have to get used to him being gone?

The Frog is Gone, Long Live the Handsome Prince

Beloved Frog and Eternal Companion, Stephen Lynn Crookston, age 49, passed away peacefully December 31, 2006 at his home in Magna, Utah. Stephen was born December 24, 1957 in Oak Harbor, Washington to Robert Hans and Lila Margaret Brown Crookston. Faithful member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints he served a full-time mission in the Florida Tampa Mission, along with many other callings. While on his mission he developed a great love of distance running and completed many 5 and 10K runs. A Superman, Stephen bravely battled the challenges of Multiple Sclerosis for 23 years. Showing by example that enduring well, is even more important than enduring to the end. He leaves behind his Princess and Sweetheart of 27 years, Vicky Ann Nelson Crookston whom he married December 27, 1979 in the Salt Lake LDS Temple.
Stephen is now with his father and others that have gone on before. He is survived by his wife Vicky, mother Lila, West Valley City; three brothers, Brian (Tami), Kearns; Kevin, West Valley City and Lynn (Tammy), Grantsville, and four sisters, Teresa Fowler, Kearns; Karen (Rod) Hackworth, West Jordan; Lynette (Aaron) Richeson, Grantsville, and Kathy ( Hal) Westenskow, West Jordan, along with many in-laws and numerous nieces and nephews. Remember the FROG.....Forever Rely On God!!
Funeral services will be held Friday, January 5, 2007, 12:00 p.m. at the Spencer 7th Ward Chapel at 3830 South 8000 West in Magna, UT where friends and family may call Thursday evening from 6:00-8:00 p.m. and Friday morning from 10:30-11:45 a.m. prior to services. Interment will be at Valley View Cemetery. Online condolences may be made to the family at http://www.serenicare.com/
In lieu of flowers, please make a donation in his name to the Christopher Reeve Foundation at http://www.christopherreeve.org/ or the Utah Chapter of the National MS Society at http://www.fightmsutah.org/