My Blanken World

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MIA August 2, 2012

I usually write on Friday night, but with recent events and up coming happenings, that just wasn’t possible. 

There has been a lot going on causing me to be MIA on here.  Deck painting, camps, breaks, deployment homecoming and deployment readiness *sigh*, a new costume and sign ups for everything from college for my now senior, tutoring for my now freshman and soccer for all four.


My dentist man has been home a full week and a half now after his month cruise and has about the same amount of time left before he leaves for the long cruise again.  Sometimes at night I still reach over thinking he’s gone and smack him on accident forgetting.  After a few weeks of that, he may want his bunk back! 

We’re getting things ready again; extra socks, skivies, gum – things he can’t easily pick up on the ship.  Paperwork in, done and signed.  Check, check and recheck.

It was awfully nice of him to visit!

My two oldest went off to camp last Sunday; it was the first for our second-born.  On the second night of his first camp ~
























17 years we managed to make it without any broken bones; stitches yes, bones no.  As he saw me walk into the emergency room, he was scared to death we were going to be upset – upset?  I was just so happy to see him looking otherwise healthy and seemingly fine?  No crying, he was even joking around?  “Mom – I got to ride in an ambulance!  It was cool!”  He asked the doc if he could go back to camp with his soft cast on and she o.k.’d it as long as he didn’t do much; they can’t reset his arm until the swelling goes down anyway and “He can be bored and in pain at home, or he can be entertained and in pain at camp.  And there they have a trained nurse!”  With a heavy heart, I sent him off with a still broken arm in a soft cast, his youth group leader and his older brother and haven’t gotten any sleep since!  

I can hardly wait for them both to get home tomorrow!

I was so proud of my oldest too.  He came with his brother to the hospital, sat there for hours, bought him some candy while he was sitting there waiting and took great care of him.  I just couldn’t be any prouder of him at that moment!

In one night, my second-born changed from kid who would cry over a stubbed toe, to a young man who could hold-his-own and my oldest turned into a man who I’m confident in letting go of next year.

See – you really do learn from camp!


I got a call earlier this week that our renters will be leaving us.  I expected this since they had lost their job earlier and the rent had been coming in later and later.  I don’t blame them, I think it was a wiser choice to move to something they could afford better.  But as they are preparing to leave, I had discovered that they had completely let the yard go.  (I’m a bit nervous to see the inside of the house now?)  So, we now have yard maintainance people.  With everything that has gone wrong with “that house” I think we are keeping the economy of that state alive!


But on our end, I have finally finished the deck!  I’m very proud of this moment – even more so now that I know that the homeowners like it.  Not to mention my dentist man says it looks great!




Before (that would be my oldest “helping” me move the furniture off the deck)


After (that would be the big dogs “monster”)



















I was a bit worried about the color?  I was expecting Cedar… you know, red.  Not orange!  But as it usually goes with me, it turned up orange.  I like orange, but not quite that much?  It does look and feel good though!


This weekend with 3 of the 4 boys in tow, we’ll be heading down to visit my dentist man’s folks and a few of our friends before he heads out again, leaving the oldest behind to watch the girls (of the four-legged kind) and get back to work.  We’ll be bringing along one broken boy and two wild monkeys.


As for sewing, since I can’t paint the deck or grind stumps at night (neighbors usually frown on chainsaw use after dark) I’ve been sewing a lot.  Most of which is boring shirts, but lovely knits!  A friend of my oldest asked me if I could make her costume for Fall Harvest (Halloween) and I jumped at the chance! 



It’s royal purple – I swear! (Well I don’t , but I really do mean it!)



Steampunk is now available at Simplicity – who would have thought?  I’m having a great time so far, even though I’m only in the early stages.  Picking out the fabric was a bit of a challenge, they either had the right color, but not enough or they had enough, in ugly colors – finally I found the right color and someone had opened the box with a box cutter, slashing several yards of the fabric!!!!  *GASP!*  After the cutting clerk talked me back down and we put our heads together and figured out how to fix the problem.  With 13 yards of purple Taffeta, I went home happy and now have a new project for my evenings while my dentist man takes his next cruise.


I know – that was a lot to throw out there at once!  Now you know how I feel; that’s one doozy of a week!  I’m just so glad that, even for just a few weeks, I’ll have everyone safe and under my roof… especially with one of their wings is broken.





3 Responses to “MIA”

  1. Oh, that looked like a nasty break. But good for him to go back to camp and good for you for letting him.

    • blankenmom Says:

      It seemed pretty nasty to me, but he didn’t seem to be in much pain? FEW! And this is one of those moments when you want to be “MOM” and keep them home and cuddle with them and not let anything else happen, but you have to be “mom” and let them grow up. It was a *very* long week for me. We all grew up this week. 🙂 I saw your latest refashion – when does school start for you?

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