Preparing for home study

We have one more class on Dec 3rd and the Saturday classes will be finished! And our home study is scheduled for Dec 9th. We did find out our area 1 caseworker is resigning tomorrow. Hopefully this will not be a major setback for us. We have to start working with someone from DHS who we don't know at all and doesn't know us now. But before that happens we have to pass the home study and get through the final class. In preparation for the home study I now have the safest home in the world. (ridiculously so) As per DHS policy my kitchen knives are locked up, medications are locked up, my deer are getting a combination lock put on their pen, my cleaning supplies are locked up, LOL I am a bit surprised my kids don't have to be locked up! And in addition to that we now have a chore chart, house rules, fire/tornado plan, and emergency numbers posted all over the walls! Fire extinguishers and smoke detectors are good to go.... Now assuming I have time to actually clean my house again, and Lee has time to clean the garage again, I think we are as ready as we can be!

TURNING 95!

This weekend was largely spent preparing for and celebrating my grandma's 95th birthday! 
Things I've learned about living to be 95:

1- your grandchildren can do no wrong.....great grandchildren even less than that!
2- you prefer vegetables to cake
3-you have the unique ability to say random things to people that should (if said by anyone else) be offensive , but from you they are neither intended to be, or taken as offensive.
A-asking people at wal-mart where to find the nigger-toes (chocolate candy)
B--yelling at the guy stocking potatoe chips cause he is obviously putting them out of your reach on purpose
4-if your heater stops working you have no problem calling your son in Oklahoma ,who was the last one to mess with it, at 5 am.....(he then in turn calls your granddaughter in kingston LOL)
5- you love visits from other people and their pets, but nothing is gonna compare with your cat (and you didn't even used to be a cat person)

My grandma had a huge part in raising us, as she lived next door our whole childhood. She was always the favorite babysitter, cook, nurse, and problem solver growing up. I owe her more than I could ever repay and it's because of this I don't mind 5 am phone calls to help her, or taking her shopping and watch her yell at the chip stocker. I pretend to like vegetables too when I'm over there! I know that to her nigger-toes will always be chocolate creme drops and she is in no way a racist. And her cat really is quite great!