2009 – Don’t Let the Door Hit You on the Way Out

It’s a new year, 2010 is here.  2009 is gone and I have to say I’m not sad to see that stupid little bugger go, and I’m not the only one.

What did 2009 and my family manage to accomplish together?
Well there were two hospitalizations for Devlin, once in February for a collapsed lung.  Luckilly that was only a couple of days, sadly it was over the Family Day long weekend and Hubby and I didn’t really get to hang out with the older progeny as we had planned.
The second hospitalization was in November and so it’s fresher and more in detail in the memory, but it was for a possible kidney failure due to muscle breakdown and possible h1n1 virus (negative test results on the virus and kidney failure thankfully). We now have an appointment in February to see the specialist to find out what’s going on with the kidney and I’m sure I’ll be keeping all of you updated on that.

2009 saw me make a vow to no longer standly idly by and watch customer service reps get abused by folks who are being unreasonable and bitchy.  I hold true to this and thankfully I haven’t been in a situation where I’ve had to step up and point out to somebody that the customer service rep isn’t the person they should be bitching at, but I’m sure that at some point in my future I’ll be there and I’m hoping that I won’t forget, be selfish and keep my mouth shut.  Nobody should have to take that kind of abuse just so they can make a living!

The kids joined Cadets in 2008, but 2009 saw them go on their first camp outs with their regiment.  First was the winter camp, which put an end to Sean’s bitching and complaining about having to trudge off to the weekly meetings in the cold and snow.  He wanted to quit, and every week he made certain that I knew how miserable he was with me forcing him to go to cadets every week.  I had told him before he joined in the fall of 2008 that once he joined he was going for the entire year (until the spring) and he’d agreed.  So I made him live up to that agreement and when he got back from the winter camp he actually thanked me for making him stick it out.
They went to the spring camp and had a great time.  But the summer camps were the ones that they loved and are dying to attend once again.
It was the first summer that Sean and Ceilidh went away, and not evey together.  I was so nervous for them.  Would they have a good time? Would they make friends?  Would they be lonely? Would they miss their Dad and myself so much that they’d be miserable and want to come home?
But I quickly judged that all my fears were unfounded because the little monsters never called home really, they’d been given a crap load of writing materials (paper, pens, liquid paper and pencils) and addressed and stamped envelopes to mail letters home and nothing came from them.  We heard pretty much nothing from both of them for the entire time that they were away.
It turns out that they had a super great time and that when we picked them up they were already making plans for next summers camps.  So I take that as a very good sign that they enjoyed themselves.
They also went on the fall camping trip and came home very happy and of course exhausted.

Of course Sean came home from Cadet Summer Camp with a new found sense of independance and for the first few months after he returned there was a very big butting of the heads, but Mom and Dad proved to be the more stubborn and we managed to get that kid an attitude adjustment of a sort, I mean he’s still a teen so there is still lots of attitude but at least now he’s not griping at me with every change in the winds direction.

In April we said hello and welcomed with open, loving arms the newest member to the Katastrophe Household, Mal the Wonderpup.  Who is the biggest coward I think this universe has ever seen.  Seriously, the dog is afraid of snowflakes! The dark! Windy Days! Boxes that wiggle in the breeze! Loud Noises! and Chiuahuahs! Seriously, he’s a German Shepherd for crying out loud.  You’d think he be just a tad bit braver, but no!
Mal has single handedly pawedly been responsible for rejuvenating Skye and making the six year old Siberian Husky more playful and puppy-like.  She still has no use for doggy toys or bones but she loves to play rough with the new pup and he loves to play with her so it seems like a match made in puppy heaven.

We had pretty crappy weather in Toronto this past summer and I for one am not planning on forgiving Mother Nature for it any time soon.  It doesn’t even feel like we had a summer at all!  The temperatures were low, rain fell almost constantly and I don’t remember seeing too many blue skies at all.  Then before we knew it the fall was here and we were preparing for a season of snow and crap and I’m starting to feel really bitter about it all so lets just leave it with I’m not happy with the weather for this past year and drop it!

Healthwise, well I had a pretty crappy year too.  I managed to fall on the stairs and pull a muscle that runs from my stupid ankle all the way to my hip.  That was fun, not!  I got pneumonia, I had more sinus infections than I’d care to remember and of course there were the uncountable amount of headcolds that came and went.
It also seems like everyone and his brother ended the year with a nasty headcold that’s going around.  Hubby, Sean, Dev, Ceilidh and myself all sneezed, coughed and suffered as we ushed in 2010.  What a way to bring in the new year, already we’ve got the Kleenex companies well supplied with lots of our money.

What will 2010 bring for us?  Who knows.  Hopefully it’s better than 2009


About katastrophes1

Kat is a 20 something girl stuck in a 40 something body. Mom to 3 kids, tormented and amused by 3 crazy dogs. Amateur photographer, self taught crochet junkie. Thinker of crazy thoughts. Where do they come from? Who knows where thoughts occur, they just happen!
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