Random Tuesday – Last Day of Forced Retirement
Thoughts. They’re thoughts that are random. On a Tuesday. Seems pretty straightforward to me.~The Un Mom
Today is my last day of hanging out at home, collecting dust on my brain while not collecting a paycheck. That means I need to go shopping. For clothes. To wear to work. Work, people. Up early in the mornings, sitting in traffic jams. It sounds wonderful to me!
I made this really, really cute apron. You should go buy it. You know, so I can buy clothes for work.
RolyPoly, at only 4.5 months, now has two teeth all the better to bite with, can roll over back to tummy, tummy to back and yesterday learned to sit up by himself. He seems to be on some fast-track system. I believe he has enrolled at Stanford for the winter semester.
I am considering changed Butterball’s name to Princess Diva. Because she is a princess and a diva and so far away from being a Butterball it’s crazy. In fact RolyPoly weighs only 7 lbs less than her and she JUST TURNED THREE. YEARS. Although she claims she turned six. Because her sister is five and she didn’t want to be outdone. So she is six. Guess we won’t be getting her into SeaWorld for free anymore, since if they ask she’ll say “I’m six.”
We are taking MacD, Funsize and RolyPoly to the cabin to meet GreatGram on the 15th of this month! Also we will stop by my Dad’s for the International Celebration of Talk Like A Pirate Day. Because, yeah, my crazy it is genetic and my dad loves him some talk like a pirate day. Arrrrrgh, matey.
That is all the random I have for you today!
A Good Day
- Bangs :: Mine need trimming
- Diaper :: I have been changing ALOT of those lately
- Coffee table :: Sitting at it now
- Cops :: Haven’t been visited by them in years
- Matches :: Fall weather & fire pit, bring it on!
- 250 :: Exact change
- Hurricane :: Katrina
- Bad :: News Bears
- Confirmation :: I am worthy!
- Fiber :: every fiber of my being is thankful today
In Which I Stop Worrying About Having To Visit The Welfare Office
For those of you who don’t know me on Facebook or Twitter……
I have a job! A real, 40 hours per week, income producing place to go on weekdays. I interviewed on Wednesday and was hired on the spot. After 19 months of sweating things, I am finally, once again, a productive member of society. I start as soon as the pre-employment drug screen comes back, probably Tues or Wed.
As huge a relief as this is….I am still having a hard time grasping the idea of it all. For it’s all well and good. Needed and desired, but you know what? I liked some aspects of being home all day. This is very good for blogging though, as I blogged a lot more when I had a job and a life outside daytime television!
Still the things that run through my mind! For although my husband may live to see age 50 now that we aren’t stuck at home together, I am already crying about not getting to spend days with RolyPoly. And now that I may be able to save up for things I need and want, I will also have to get up every morning at some hour that is decidedly earlier than 9:30ish. I could go on, back and forth, but I won’t because the truth is? I am damned thrilled.
Have a great weekend everyone! I am going to celebrate it by honoring the fact that now my weekends will be different from every other day!
A Tumbling Torrent of Thoughts On Tuesday
It’s Tuesday already. I need to know where the days keep sneaking off to. The summer heat has finally hit here and I’ve spent the last week hiding inside trying to stay focused. About all I’ve managed to do is become addicted to some new tv shows (thanks to Mr. Vixen).
My lackluster approach to blogging isn’t working well, is it? It isn’t that I don’t want to post. It’s mostly I don’t have anything to say. Or too much to say. I can’t really decide. It may be the heat is affecting my brain function.
Bullets! How about bullets?! They always manage to distract me a bit.
- Ladybug starts kindergarten tomorrow morning. I have issues. Mostly with how it’s possible that she is old enough to attend school. She qualified for a wonderful Special Day Program, due to her special needs. That is the best thing that could have happened for her and her mommy. Nanny is having great difficulty with the idea of letting her go. I understand that. Tomorrow morning I will head over there, watch her get on the bus, hand out tissues to wipe our tears and then follow her bus to school (seriously. we have to make sure everything is good when she gets there. nothing wrong with that, right?)
- After 585 days of being unemployed; one year 7 months and 8 days of resumes and applications, someone actually called me about a job. I have to say it sounds like it is the perfect match for my skills and experience. I have an interview, tomorrow morning. I am beyond excited, which probably means I won’t get it. But I am going to try my damndest.
- Butterball turned 3 yesterday, which also seems entirely impossible.
- Sunday before last we celebrated what would have been Collin’s second birthday. I wish I could say this stuff gets easier, but the jury is still out on that one.
- I may have mentioned (several hundred times), we babysit RolyPoly 3 or 4 days a week. It is so rewarding. I will have to admit my body had forgotten how hard it is to care for a baby, but in spite of the aches and pains, the joy of being with him all day is all consuming. And he is four and a half months old now (and 17 pounds)! Note the recurring time-passing-too-swiftly thing???!?!
- I have to go color my hair and shop for an interview business professional outfit. It’s been a long time since I had to dress up for work. We had a very business casual thing going for the last 10 years….
It Is All Worth It
Sometimes they fall and you can’t catch them. Someone hurts them and you can’t protect them. The feelings of success you felt when they were small, vanish slowly like the sun at sunset. Accomplished feelings give way to worthless feelings. They grow up and start their own lives. Then you wonder, what is your purpose? Motherhood was all you knew. Your goal is achieved. You have to take a step back. Let them blossom. And then a new life is born. They begin their journey of parenthood. You become a Grandma. The circle winds around you. You are complete again.
The 100 Word Challenge, a writing prompt founded by Velvet Verbosity, takes a single theme to tell a story in only 100 words. This week’s theme is ‘Worthless.’ The Challenge has moved to a temporary home, and Lou is graciously acting as host.
PS: A special and heartfelt thank you to Nannygoat and MacDougal for the gift of grandmotherhood and these beautiful grandchildren that make my life so perfect!
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(shot with my Canon Rebel XS)
Panda’s are just so loveable
And deserve big smiles
Especially if it’s their 3rd birthday
Sometimes a nap is so good, it must be memorialized in pictures
I love a man who loves babies. Guess that’s why I’ve kept him around all these years!
My Candle In The Night
Some days still, I have flashback moments. Submerged in the feeling, the sensation, the moment. The sound of panic and fear in her voice when she called. The frustration while running down the hall alongside the gurney that I couldn’t get her earrings out for her. Holding my son’s face between my hands and looking deeply into his eyes, telling him firmly that everything was going to be all right. I truly believed that it would be, babies are born earlier than 34 weeks and do just fine. That feeling of relief when the nurse came out and said he was here, having a little trouble breathing, but someone would be out shortly to show us up to the NICU. A sinking feeling, like drowning slowly, as those minutes lengthened and we were left standing and wondering. Trying to grasp the look on the doctor’s face as he came through those doors, his words “I’m so sorry, so sorry”, echoing in my head.
Two years since I last held you in my arms. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about you, but your birthday is the hardest. When your little brother sits in his swing by your memorial garden, I watch him. He sometimes makes noises that sound like he is carrying on an entire conversation with someone, his back to me. Other times, he gazes up into the top of a tree and the most beatific smile spreads across his entire face and I know. I know you are there with him. You make a perfect guardian angel. It may not have been the choice we would have made for you, but I trust God. He knows a bit more than I do.
I love you Collin Michael. And although I miss you daily, I know that when my time comes to enter the long darkness you will be there. My bright beacon, my candle in the night, to guide me to the light.
(picture credit to ~ethereal-forest303 from Deviant Art)
It Must Be Sunday
- Coma :: A soap opera standard, back in the day.
- Aristotle :: Married to Jacki Kennedy?
- Pink eye :: Haven’t had to deal with that for years, thank heavens.
- Expensive :: Life
- Dancer :: White Knights: Mikhail Baryshnikov & Gregory Hines RAWR
- Lipstick :: Must use to protect lips from sun
- Buffer :: polish
- Stilettos :: Sexy
- Booming :: the kid’s radio across the street while he cleans his car
- Rap :: Eminem
And to any new fans we made along the way, I say… welcome to our party. It’s just starting to get going.
Hi to all who are here visiting from the bloghop over at BlogHer@Home. This is my second year participating and sponsoring a giveaway. I have met many great friends through my blog and twitter, but a lot of the dearest ones I met when I stumbled upon BlogHer@Home last year. I had just undergone surgery and was on painkillers, sad that I couldn’t attend BlogHer and attended in my pj’s! It was great fun and I am glad to be here again this weekend!
Hmmm, what to tell you about me that isn’t already out there? First, I guess, if you are new here you should read the about me thingy. I am older than most the people I connect online with, but I don’t have a problem with that. Family is most important to me. The last few years have been rough, but have taught me that life truly is short and has changed my entire outlook on how and what I appreciate the most. I worked my entire life up until Jan of 2009. Hope to be back to earning an income soon. My kids and grandkids are my life. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. I am very close to my extended family, even though they all think I am strange (probably because I am). With age comes experience, so I don’t do drama (internet or otherwise). I just don’t. I don’t choose sides one way or the other and stay away. If that makes people mad at me, then so be it. I am who I am, take me or leave me.
I have four beautiful grandchildren (one with special needs) and one angel grandbaby. I talk about them entirely too much, but it is what it is. My kids are fantastic. My husband (of 28 years) can be a pain in the ass and I love him to death!
Scroll through my stuff, and if you like, stick around. Post a comment and I will always visit you. I look forward to meeting new friends this year through BH@H! Don’t forget to enter to win one of my aprons tonight around midnight EST! See you then!
