Ironic... Doncha think?

This afternoon at my mother's house, I threw out old, un eaten cake and a lot of the Christmas decorations in the living room.  She was tired and sick of seeing the decorations, and she is associating all of it to her recent fall and stay at the hospital. 

"Put it all away before it makes me throw up!"

I obliged.  I really don't blame her for feeling that way.  I think I would feel the same.  Tomorrow, I think I will put the rest of my Christmas stuff away too.  It's the Day of the Three Kings; good day to do it. 

So far, it's been a weird year. 

A few days before my mother took her fall into the driveway, the neighbor's tree fell into the drive way. 

The day that my mom fell, I was at the house.  I knocked the "gold" plastic, decorative butterflies off the wall by mistake.  My mother was annoyed.  I tried putting them back up, but they kept on falling down!  My daughter turned to me and said, and no, I'm not kidding:

"May be it's a curse!  May be something bad is going to happen!"

We laughed it off of course, but it "stayed" with me.  Being Portuguese, it's normal to "believe" or hear of curses, or precursors..  Of course my husband (who is not Portuguese) thinks it's crazy, and I'm crazy to believe in such things, but I just find it a tad ironic, doncha think? 

Takes me back to one New Years long ago..  I think I was about 13, and there was quite a ruckus in my bedroom--it was pretty shaky because involved jumping on the bed.

"Wouldn't it be awful if there was a big earthquake at the stroke of midnight on New Year's Day?"

The next day, ironically, we learned of a major earthquake.  The quake was centered, where else, in the Azores.  One of my mother's cousin's actually died.  What a horrible year that was.. 1980. 

I really don't like pondering on things like this, but it is just so weird. 

The phone in my kitchen just decided to "die" yesterday.  My husband got us a new set of phones.  Strangely enough so did my mother. 

I had to take the day off today.  My daughter was feeling ill, and I had to get a physician's release form dropped off for Nick's preschool.  (That was fun...  I'm kidding.)  He can't do preschool until this piece of paper is filled out.  I may have to take more vacation time next week; more than I had planned..  I'm not too happy about that.  Oh well.. 

I checked my messages from work today and I was surprised to have a message on there from an old friend of mine that I used to work with, Kathi.  Ironically, her father in-law was at the hospital too.  They drove down out of the blue, and was visiting the father in law, who thankfully is doing well.  I'm surprised I didn't run into her at the hospital--that would have been a hoot.  I hadn't seen her for years, and she lives so far away up north, she hadn't been able to visit for years.  The one day she is here, I'm not at work to get her call!  That is a bummer.  She is leaving tomorrow for home, and I won't get to see her.

This week has been hectic, and not very fun.  I'm hopeful next week will be better.  I have a dentist appointment tomorrow..  Whooppee!  I can't wait.