2009 The Year in Review

Why bother. I will go ahead and just say it. This year sucked for us. 2000 wasn't much of a picnic, and 2006 was tumultuous, but this year. Oy vey what a year.

In January, I went to see the eagles. Then, nicely according to schedule, I had a baby. Here are a few pictures. I went home and Maeve had a seizure on Mike's birthday.

February brought ups and downs. One of my girl scouts' mothers bought 1000 boxes of cookies. I was very tired because Leo didn't tolerate caffeine. I wrote some last lines on entries about Maeve that make me cry when I read them now. She had an EEG. She had an MRI. We got to know Leo.

The cookie war continued in March. I got thrush. Thrush. Quickly--Steve and Mary got married on a Friday in Lent and Mike marched in the St. Pat's Parade the next day. I made a baby quilt.

In April, Maeve was cleared of all wrong doing (yeah, as if). I made an Easter banner. My grandmother visited. I got thrush again. Leo and Maeve got coughs. I lost Maeve in a bookstore and Leo went to a chiropractor (which he actually really needed). I began to realize Sophia really had a reading problem.

Sophia celebrated her first communion in May. Maeve went on prednisone for asthma. Leo's doctor didn't quite use the words "failure to thrive" but implied that we'd better get back on the growth chart. We visited Rock Eddy. And Leo was baptized.

June brought many small things that sucked. The list is here. But I made myself make a list of things that did not suck, here. Sophia got a school dress. We got ready to go camping. And we camped. And we camped. And we camped and camped. Then the air conditioning broke, and then got fixed sort of.

In July we went to Colorado. I had many favorite moments. The AC died forever. More importantly and sadly, Sophia's godfather's brother died for real. And my grandmother miraculously did not. Sophia placed 3rd in her jig. I got tired of summer

In August I took a few pictures of shut-ins for the parish. I did some canning. I proved I was not a farmer. I visited my grandmother and thought about death. I found a new doctor. I took Maeve to the doctor. And I started to feel better for the first time in 7 years or so. We took Riverfront Trail.

In September, I went to Greg's funeral. And here. And then Mike's Uncle Tom died. And Dara got sick all over the kitchen floor and we had to tear it up. What a mess.

In October, Maeve made me feel old. We went to a dyslexia specialist for Sophia's testing. I learned how to camp the girl scout way. I got sick on vicodin. And I bought new shoes.

November started with a rundown of Halloween. I had to let some things go with Sophia (things I have since reconciled in my head again). I decided not to switch schools midstream for Maeve. Girl Scout crazies continued unabated. Dara died. I came to a turning point (maybe) in my tolerance for crazy church meetings. I started feeding a stray cat. And I helped feed the homebound in my parish.

December made the van act up (but we're gonna make it...). I took the girl scouts camping. And suddenly it was Christmas.

That's all for this year. We're back in town and going to coast into 2010 with the whispered prayer that it will be uneventful. Please.