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Sunday could be family day. I’m sure it is in many homes but we have two teens left at home and they are working now, so Sunday is “let’s go do something day” and they don’t necessarily want us, old folk, tagging along.

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EMT graduated this year, after four years on the Honor Roll.  It was an eventful day, with his stalker making her presence known and him finding out that his supposed work phone (from his previous two week odd job, heping a friend) was actually provided by his stalker and he was being tracked with a GPS tracker on it. My Army grandson says, “Stalkers can be fun, for a while.”  We are now past the fun part and to the “Let’s go talk to the Brown County Prosecutor on Monday and see about a restraining order.”

Thanks to one of President Obama’s stimulus packages, and Governor Mitch Daniels use of it to put low income youth to work, my boys are making a decent summer wage. That is not to say it is easy. Nope, they are putting these guys through their paces, but being ex-farmers, it’s no biggie. I can tell because, after hauling rocks one day and  6×6 timbres for hours the next, these ex-farm lads came home and went to bed at 6:30pm.

They work together, which we worried a bit about in the beginning.  EMT can be overbearing to his brother at times.  But, now that EMT has discovered that his ex-friend is helping his stalker, his brother is more important to him and EMT and JRock are hanging out together. JRock’s girlfriend’s family has inherited two more children as the boys like to hang out on their more “farm/horse” land. Yesterday it was a Twilight party. The girls watched the movie and the guys went out to the ‘man room’ after the first half hour of Twilight.

To finish my farm boys update, here are pictures of JRock performing:

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This is him singing and playing guitar, with Jane on the base, at the Muddy Boots Café in Nashville, Indiana.

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And, this is him singing, on stage with a group called the Suede Saddle. We took Mom to this concert. She loves their music and turned to me, at one point and said, “I want all those ladies in front of us to know he’s my great-grandson.” I told her I thought the very large digital camera I had pointed at him was sort-of giving them a clue. Unfortunately, I do not hold that camera so steady any more.

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JRock attended the ISSMA (Indiana State School Music Association) Solo and Ensemble event today and took  Silver in the Solo Division. (He was one point from a gold.)

For those of you who wish to hear him sing, while the ticket prices are low (where’s a smilie when you need one?), he sits in on a set the first and third Friday’s of the month, at the Muddy Boots Cafe, in Nashville, Indiana.

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The holidays are almost over, for me at last.  As Zup pointed out, I am a holiday nut.  Gaffer flies off in a few hours.  The tree comes down next week and I need to find a new banner; for real.  It is bitter cold here this week, two hour time delays for school and power outages are the norm.

 

The other night, while the guys were playing cards, the power started flickering.  On, off —- on, off —- Then it was going on and off so rapidly, I got a headache from it.  And, you wouldn’t believe it, but then, it didn’t come back on.  Shock!  Shock!  In Brown County, Indiana, we would have a power outage.  Actually, the odd thing is we did not have one last month.  Unfortunately, this one lasted eight hours and the furnace ran all day trying to catch back up.  Man, this house is leaky.

 

Last night I went to hear JRock sing and play at Muddy Boots cafe.  His guitar/voice teacher has taken him under his ring and JRock does a set now with the teacher.  He sings lot’s of Johnny Cash and Hank Williams.  I think it is about time to rename JRock.  So, I guess he will be JCountry from now on.  

 

He is really comfortable on the stage and his guitar work is improving.  His voice has always been really good and they are harmonizing well too.  Of course, his teacher has been at this for forty years and has many awards

 

We’re watching  Jeff Dunham’s Christmas special DVD before they leave for the airport, in between watching Obama’s train trip.  When I was young, I wrote a letter to President Eisenhower, with a plea to help this country accept all people as equal.  I’m a pasty white woman but I’m proud as can be to finally see this step in the country’s history. 

 

So, the house goes back to normal this week.  The tree and decorations come down and I make way for my Harry Potter trunk and goodies, on the shelf.  My Gryffindor scarf progresses, and my piles of year end papers clutter the floor. 

 

I had a lot of time to knit on it these past two weeks; first in the hospital and then in the Rehab center with mom.  She’s home now.  The Rehab center was wonderful for her as she ate right and got all her medications.  I know it is a boring place to be but she was well taken care of. 

 

And, maybe I can find a bit more humor out there.  Oh, how I love going through stacks of papers!!!

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Poor mom is still in the hospital tonight.  She has several infections, double pneumonia and walking pneumonia.  She was dehydrated and is so unstable that they are transferring her to a rehab facility to try to help her.  And, Indiana has snow over ice on the roads and I cannot get out to get there.  But, at least I know she is being taken care of. 

JRock has gotten home from his guitar lesson tonight with the offer, by his teacher, to give him lessons once a week, for only $10 over what the twice a month lessons are.  He is also working with him on harmonizing, so that JRock can sing and play with him at the Muddy Boots Cafe, in Nashville, Indiana, twice a month.  So, he is on a natural high right now.

On another note, EMT boy has finally had the “homework” slam.  For the three years he has been with us, I have seen him do homework about three times.  This is his final semester, of his senior year and he came home with two hours of homework.  He maintains a 3.1 to 3.5 GPA, so I can not complain, but he was not a happy camper tonight.  Welcome to the real world, boy.

Next week, he starts doing RN training at the local nursing home.  This is not the same home that mom is being transferred to, unfortunately or fortunately.  It is hard to know which way it is.  She seems to have taken a liking to her IV monitor machine.  The nurses say she talks to it and that it calls her Mom.  What will technology think of next?

So, that is mostly my day.  Hope yours has gone well.

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