I am not a good, nor consistent blogger... Guess I should just face the facts and stop feeling bad about it. :)
Nothing exciting (thank goodness) going on. I haven't heard anything more about the boy/girl twins. The case worker for the boy/boy twins is not accepting any more home studies. Frustrating.
My brain cells need a rest. I know... I just got started, but I'm out of blog-shape.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Saturday, June 21, 2008
CSI PHX
Wouldn't you know it... The morning after my last post I got a call from my adoption facilitators about a pair of nearly 9-year-old twins (their birthday is today!), a boy and girl. They have had some issues, particularly the boy, but seem to have come a long way in the past year. I have requested my homestudy be sent to their caseworker. There's also ANOTHER set of twins, 9 and both boys, that I've requested more information about. We'll see what happens...
My mom and maybe oldest niece (10) plan to come for a visit which will be fun! -- maybe July. It should be good and muggy for 'em.
Can't believe I'm having difficulty keeping my eyes open this morning. Almost 11 am, although I did get up by 7 to go out to breakfast at Matt's. Rode my bike. Worked on my farmer's tan, but didn't go to the farmer's market...
I'll leave you with shots of the shot that turned my home into a crime scene and me into a detective for the evening last Tuesday. What I encountered...
The bullet was still warm, although it was a hot evening and everything was warm... I could see sheetrock marks on the bullet, and a few pieces of plaster on the floor. My house is falling apart, but this seemed new. Though not a weapons expert, I could tell the copper bullet was a larger caliber (if it was indeed a bullet and not just something else within my house that was falling apart...). With all of my sleuthing, though, I couldn't find the freakin' bullet hole. But the cops, with likely a bit more practice, were able to locate the entry hole. I'd looked all over the ceiling in the living room, but it didn't dawn on me to check the ceiling in the dining room, although I did check for broken windows or a hole in the walls, of which there were none. I haven't followed up to find out if they ever figured out precisely from where the bullet left the gun, although I do have a case number. So much for sleuthing.
My mom and maybe oldest niece (10) plan to come for a visit which will be fun! -- maybe July. It should be good and muggy for 'em.
Can't believe I'm having difficulty keeping my eyes open this morning. Almost 11 am, although I did get up by 7 to go out to breakfast at Matt's. Rode my bike. Worked on my farmer's tan, but didn't go to the farmer's market...
I'll leave you with shots of the shot that turned my home into a crime scene and me into a detective for the evening last Tuesday. What I encountered...
The bullet was still warm, although it was a hot evening and everything was warm... I could see sheetrock marks on the bullet, and a few pieces of plaster on the floor. My house is falling apart, but this seemed new. Though not a weapons expert, I could tell the copper bullet was a larger caliber (if it was indeed a bullet and not just something else within my house that was falling apart...). With all of my sleuthing, though, I couldn't find the freakin' bullet hole. But the cops, with likely a bit more practice, were able to locate the entry hole. I'd looked all over the ceiling in the living room, but it didn't dawn on me to check the ceiling in the dining room, although I did check for broken windows or a hole in the walls, of which there were none. I haven't followed up to find out if they ever figured out precisely from where the bullet left the gun, although I do have a case number. So much for sleuthing.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
It's Raining Bullets
Okay, so I'm just sitting down, ready to blog for the first time in almost 3 weeks, and "CRASH"! What the hell?? So I go look in the living room where it sounded like the crash had come from. I'd thought 1) a new set of photos/frames of my nieces fell off the fireplace mantle, or 2) the metal fireplace screen fell over... Nope everything in its place.
But what's this? A large caliber copper bullet? WTF?? I can't figure out where it came in... I call the cops. They discover that it came in through the dining room roof/ceiling. There's a little plaster in the living room, which I'd seen, and a divot in the floor, which I'd missed. Oh, besides the hole in the ceiling. Likely from shots fired a couple miles from here! The landlord's gonna have to patch the roof before the monsoon storms start...
It's oh so quiet here without the Kobester. And I was a big huge mess for the first week, but it gets better every day. I miss him so much... But the cats are getting lots more pets and brushing. I was going to wait to get a dog until I could pick it out with a kiddo, but that's goin' no where fast. I'll probably get a dog when I get back from a training/retreat at Yosemite in July. I agreed to foster a pit bull if nobody else will do it in a few days. Hopefully they'll find it a good home soon. I can't get attached because I don't think the adoption/agency folks will take too kindly to it.
On the kiddo front, the little girl that I was being considered for had a family member step forward (finally!) to take her. She's been in the system for like 6 years. I don't know if the family member will get approved, but in the meantime, there're no matches for me. Hard to believe this takes so long when there're 9000 kids in foster care in AZ!
Nearly forgot, same day I lost Kobi, I was walkin' around in a fog and stepped wrong off a curb and twisted both ankles/feet. I know! I was taking care of my friend's dog while she was out of town, and was walking the dog and a bowl of her food to my car - I was going to take her home with me. But got to the curb to the rear of my car and I fell down. Both ankles gave out and I was immediately on my knees (see Jen? we could be related...). My right ankle hurt so bad, I thought I'd broken it. I finally got up and hopped to the car door and opened it to get my phone which was still in the car. The dog jumped in - she was ready to go. But I wasn't goin' nowhere. I ended up flagging down a neighbor and asking him to take the dog back in my friend's house. Then some other neighbors got home and they helped me back into the house and got me ice. Yet another neighbor helped me by walking the dog and taking me to see the orthopedic surgeon she works for the next day. I wore an air-cast for a few days, until the discomfort of the heat rash was worse than the ankle pain. I'd apparently torn the ligaments in the outside of my right ankle and stressed some tendons in the top of my left foot. Or something like that... It's much better now though. I decided maybe Kobi was still looking out for me by giving me something else to think about and to concentrate on taking care of myself. It sure worked for the first 24 hours...
But what's this? A large caliber copper bullet? WTF?? I can't figure out where it came in... I call the cops. They discover that it came in through the dining room roof/ceiling. There's a little plaster in the living room, which I'd seen, and a divot in the floor, which I'd missed. Oh, besides the hole in the ceiling. Likely from shots fired a couple miles from here! The landlord's gonna have to patch the roof before the monsoon storms start...
It's oh so quiet here without the Kobester. And I was a big huge mess for the first week, but it gets better every day. I miss him so much... But the cats are getting lots more pets and brushing. I was going to wait to get a dog until I could pick it out with a kiddo, but that's goin' no where fast. I'll probably get a dog when I get back from a training/retreat at Yosemite in July. I agreed to foster a pit bull if nobody else will do it in a few days. Hopefully they'll find it a good home soon. I can't get attached because I don't think the adoption/agency folks will take too kindly to it.
On the kiddo front, the little girl that I was being considered for had a family member step forward (finally!) to take her. She's been in the system for like 6 years. I don't know if the family member will get approved, but in the meantime, there're no matches for me. Hard to believe this takes so long when there're 9000 kids in foster care in AZ!
Nearly forgot, same day I lost Kobi, I was walkin' around in a fog and stepped wrong off a curb and twisted both ankles/feet. I know! I was taking care of my friend's dog while she was out of town, and was walking the dog and a bowl of her food to my car - I was going to take her home with me. But got to the curb to the rear of my car and I fell down. Both ankles gave out and I was immediately on my knees (see Jen? we could be related...). My right ankle hurt so bad, I thought I'd broken it. I finally got up and hopped to the car door and opened it to get my phone which was still in the car. The dog jumped in - she was ready to go. But I wasn't goin' nowhere. I ended up flagging down a neighbor and asking him to take the dog back in my friend's house. Then some other neighbors got home and they helped me back into the house and got me ice. Yet another neighbor helped me by walking the dog and taking me to see the orthopedic surgeon she works for the next day. I wore an air-cast for a few days, until the discomfort of the heat rash was worse than the ankle pain. I'd apparently torn the ligaments in the outside of my right ankle and stressed some tendons in the top of my left foot. Or something like that... It's much better now though. I decided maybe Kobi was still looking out for me by giving me something else to think about and to concentrate on taking care of myself. It sure worked for the first 24 hours...
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