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Name: Amelia Bedelia
Birthday: 12/27/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: jazz, sinatra, music music music, ella fitzgerald, old movies, cary grant, errol flynn, pirate movies, robin hood, scat, piano, katharine hepburn, classic musicals, classical music, old disney cartoons like mis favoritos, the aristocats, my friends, but most of all, my God, my heavenly Father!
Expertise: erm...letting you uneducated people know that swing is the thing...really...it is....you know it is, you just don't want to admit that i'm right...or maybe piano. yeah. maybe piano.
Occupation: student
Industry: music
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AIM:  TidbitofNothin
MSN: sincelastdecember
Yahoo:  difficultyinexpression
Member Since:
9/21/2004
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| My Mamaw passed away last night. She was 88 and had Alzheimer's disease. | | |
| Today, after getting out of my classes at TAFA, my mom told me that Leslie Ann McClure had died this morning. Leslie Ann went to my church, and I've known her my entire life. She was in her eighties, raised her children alone, and was one of the strongest Christians I know. She had been ill recently, and had been at All Saints for the past few days. I wanted to go see her yesterday, take her palm leaves because she couldn't be at church on Palm Sunday, but was unable to do so. She was an amazing woman, and I was better for knowning her.
Then mom told me that when Pastor Jim went to tell his mother that Leslie Ann had passed away, he found her in her home. Bettie Borchert, the sweetest person I have ever known. I have never seen her without a smile, no matter how poorly she was. She, too, was in her eighties, and had not been especially well of late.
My mom found this all out from Pastor David, when she called to see how his wife Janet was, because she had gone to the hospital under suspicion of a heart attack yesterday afternoon. The hospital gave her nitroglycerin, and she seems to be doing better. She is back at home now.
My Mamaw, my paternal grandmother, has been placed back on 24 hospice care. That means that someone is with her at the nursing center she moved into three weeks ago, 24 hours a day. She has Alzheimer's disease, and has been progressively declining for the past several months. She lived with my family for seven years, until the disease became too much for us to help her with, and my parents and dad's sister decided to place her into a nursing facility. I have not been to see her since she has been there, partly because I have been so hecticly busy, but also because I am afraid to see her. She is not the same person I grew up with, and it hurts me, especially now, to see her this way.
And although it seems small compared to all of this, I have fallen so behind in my schoolwork, that I have no idea how I will catch up. Yearbook and other things have consumned everything the past few weeks, and it has made keeping up with everything I have to do difficult. I'm a mess.
Please be praying for Leslie Ann McClure's family, Jim Borchert's family, Janet Halvorson, and my grandmother. Thank you.
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| As several of you know, my dad's mother has been living with my family for the past seven years. She has Alzheimer's disease, and her condition has progressively worsened. Until this past year, she was doing okay, but it has become quite a lot, and even too much, to handle. My parents and my father's sister are in the process of having her moved to a nursing center. It is quite straining and stressful on all of us, so I ask that anyone who is willing to be praying for my family...
--amelia
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| Rachel crashed my responsible-ness yesterday. It was quite nice. We went to Wal-Mart at eleven, on a whim, to get sour gummy worms. They didn't have any. But we did get a bag of jelly beans. Forty-one flavors. Although it really turned out to be 39, because we didn't eat the licorice or coconut ones. We had quite a few laughs. I have missed that girl. We laughed so hard we cried. It's been a while.
However, I am behind in my Sonlight homework (try way behind), so I am going to go now, and I am going to attempt to make a dent in it. I fear failure. But that won't stop me. And I now have the sudden urge to start singing that Queen song..."Don't Stop Me Now."
Oh. And I recently discovered that one can buy replacement batteries for iPods. Which is good. Poor Anne-Marie passed on a while back. That was my iPod.
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| I really should post more. I've started using my MySpace blog and forgetting to post in this one. I read all my subscriptions, I just never...post. But what all is there to say? I wake up. I go to class. I come home, exhausted. I stall for as long as possible, and then do homework. There is a break in the monotony of the week to take a nap, followed by babysitting. Then I do it again...and classes stop for the week. I spend the three day weekend doing homework, doing nothing, eating, sleeping, watching my Tuesday TV, and estate sale'n with mom or mom and dad, with possible siblings in tow. I drive around, 'cause I really need to get my license. Go to church. Come home from church. And there you go. My week. There isn't very much else besides that, really, so what do I post about? Musings? My thoughts on all the different subjects I could derive from Pretty In Pink, perhaps. Music reviews. I am constantly getting CDs from the library that I wanted in the first place. I feel no remorse in ripping them to my computer and burning copies though. I wonder if that is a bad thing? Maybe it is. Or maybe not, after all, the library does have a small flyer at the counter advertising their "movies, music, and free internet...oh yeah, and a lot of books, too." They're so asking for it. I wonder if the library got wi-fi yet...Central didn't seem to have it on Monday when I went by, but the website says they expect to get it in 2007. It's 2007. I actually have not made one mistake in writing the year so far this year. No 2006's for me. It may be the first time I have successfully transitioned without any mistakes. I hope I didn't just doom myself to make mistakes now. Great. And I'm not making good transitions either. Not on my paper, not on this...I should probably end this before it really becomes unwieldy.
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