Points of Points

Hey - Lisa digs my dots.

• First, my heartfelt thanks for your support and encouragement with this deal with my mother. Speaking to her last night was important in that I was able to hear that she's not balking at the idea of assisted care living. She seemed relieved more than anything.
• I think B's has taken some time to process this whole situation with me coming up with extra money to send to my sister each month for my mom. He's a planner and likes to carefully consider everything when deciding on something (read: he's German) and I think he's beginning to accept it all.
• This morning I went over to my MIL's to give her back a pile of food storage bowls that seem to collect at my apartment. She brings over stuff for us to eat - often it's just easier for her to cook for all of us than for her to cook for just herself - and the plastic bowls stack up. While I was there I sort of blurted out all that was going on with my mom and I'm afraid I got pretty emotional about it all. My MIL, who is normally rather stoic (read: she's German) was up in a flash to hug me. It freaks her out a little if I get to crying. Later in the afternoon when she was at my apartment she mentioned that she got the bill for the car insurance. She's been paying it but since she now no longer drives we're supposed to start paying it. My MIL said "It's for X euro but I'll pay it so you can have some extra money to send for your mom so she can get set up in the new place.". The longer I'm married to her son, the more I see what a great woman she is and the fact that her son is so wonderful is proof of that.
• You know my MIL is really crazy about my sister. Maybe that's the reason she's kicking me some money for my mom.
• I'm kidding! My MIL really is terrific. And she's making me potato salad this weekend. The only potato salad I'll eat is hers and mine.
• Regular readers of my blog know that I'm rather needle phobic and tend to turn into a whiny baby whenever I have to get an injection or have blood drawn so it may surprise you to find out that when having blood drawn for my quarterly H1Ac test I looked down while the doctor was changing blood vials. Needle sticking out of my arm! Just sticking there. Just stabbed into my flesh and sticking out of my arm! Hmmmm! Why's everything getting all swirly around me and everyone sounds far away? Why, I believe it's my cue to faint!
• I'm glad I didn't actually faint and I began to feel better when I looked away again. Had I actually fainted I'd have pitched forward and while it would be bad enough to hit my sofa table and crack my head open, chances are I would have smashed into my Christmas coffee set and that would have pissed me off for sure. I love my Christmas coffee set.
• Proof that I am easily entertained: I get addicted to playing Christmas Tiles every year.

Christmas music shuffle tomorrow. Maybe even pictures of our Christmas market if I can remember to bring a camera with me. Every time I go there I forget the camera.