The blizzard arrives!

I went out somewhere around one o’clock or so to check on the grandmothers at Rosewood Nursing home. My mom was, as usual, the last one at the table, having barely touched her food. That is not unusual and the fact that she moves so little these days allows her diet to be limited in amount. She did eat her apple sauce and then her cake, and refused to leave until she had done so. She then drank her tea, although I was surprised that she wasn’t complaining that it was cold. She likes it piping hot and has never figured out that she is the cause of the drinking of less than hot tea, as it sits there forever while she completes her meal. She, like so many of us (who, me?) has a special routine for everything. I would like to think that her routines are a bit more obsessive than mine.

I was trying to move her along since I wanted to go visit my mother-in-law as well. I quizzed my mom about my mother-in-law and she said that she hadn’t seen her since her original arrival. I have to say that my mom and mother-in-law are both in the same wing on the second floor of the nursing home and my mother-in-law is, in fact, literally around the corner from her. My mother was very lucid today, as she usually is, she remembers all about my mother-in-law’s interesting character, I am thinking that that is why my mother didn’t roll her wheelchair around the corner! In any case, my mother-in-law has been stewing about the fact that she has to share a room and I did hear that she hoped not to room with my mom. I think that that is a good move.

My mother-in-law was in her bed, not dressed, as she likes to be. She was watching television but absorbing little, if any, of it. She was pleasant and she and my mother commiserated on the food, etc. in the nursing home.

I managed to get home somewhere around three o’clock, just as the winds had picked up and the snow started to fall. At four or so, I went out (as did Mikey to check the snow blower he will use when he goes out plowing with his brother) to shovel what there was as Mary Kay called and said she was on her way. She mentioned that her high school district was closed tomorrow as are seemingly all of the local school districts. The wind is gusty and the snow is moving furiously around as if in a tornado of sorts. With just about any hour of snowing in, there was plenty of snow to move. I ended up moving the two cars between the house and the fence hoping that they will provide enough coverage to keep that part of the driveway clean. It is a royal pain shoveling that section in heavy snow as the snow must be transported to either the front or back yard.

I brought in some wood, in case we want a fire and we are all set to settle in for the evening. Mikey had created a gourmet meal, although he denies it. He thinks it is a ho-hum type of meal. He coated chicken breasts and baked them in the oven. He made some fried potatoes and we are going to take some goat cheese circles, bake them and place them on salad to complete the dinner. I cannot wait.

So, welcome the first real blizzard in a long time, the blizzard of 2011!

Jury Duty

Today the Jury summons came. I am quite the content man, it was not for me. It was for my ninety year old mother!

The amusing thing is that once again bureaucracy manages to make something complicated out of something relatively easy. First of all, isn’t it odd that my nonagenarian mom would receive a summons when she is clearly elderly and the summons is tied into a database that should know that?

The other issue is that I perused the paperwork and decided that I would do it online, which it said you could. It did also, unless I am missing something, not give the actual website. I did find it, however.

So I fill it out, it is a page by page thing, and then I realize that it has ended, before the part of the paper copy, where you can disqualify yourself from duty for being over seventy and prefer not to serve. And when I went to save the page, it sent it in! So, despite the fact that it asks not to have you send the paperwork in if you have filed online, I did so.

Not only is the age a good reason, she also no longer lives in Lake County. I tried to change the address to her current nursing home, which is in Cook County, but they wouldn’t allow me to do so.

Honestly, given the way things are, maybe my mom with dementia might be a good juror! My mom is certainly more with it than the Lake County Jury System!

The funny thing about the jury duty thing is that I am convinced that some people are just meant to be called in for jury duty. I cannot believe that it took my mom ninety years of life to be asked. In my younger days, I served three times! I am one of the “chosen” and was called once (and served) in Cook county when I lived in that county. They called me again right after I moved to Lake County. While in Lake County, I have served twice. I just don’t get it. Why are some chosen and some not?

One of these days, this mystery might be solved!