Saturday, June 17, 2006
Not So Cool
I'm really not as cool as I once thought. You want proof? I'm watching Brokeback Mountain. I feel like a prepubescent 5th grader in Sex Ed for the first time. "Ewwwww...you do what with WHAT?" Admittedly, I am a heterosexual (big surprise) but I don't consider myself naive, and I have lots of gay friends. As far as gay porn, I don't mind seeing movies with two girls. However, I was ill-prepared for the sex scene in the movie. I'm not sure why. I felt like I should have been started out slow, like with some scenes of them making out and leaving the rest to the viewers imagination, it worked for Lucy and Desi and Mike and Carol, Minnie and Mickey, instead of BAM! Heath Ledger is lubing up his parts with his own spit to nail Jay. I will never be the same again. I'm sure Kayla and I are funny to watch, while we're watching the movie. There is a scene where they are rolling on the ground, fighting-like. I go, "Are they fighting or flirting?" Kayla started laughing and said, "I'm not sure anymore. It is hard to tell now when I see two guys rolling on the ground with a lasso and whip." Anne Hathaway is in the movie. Not my Princess!!! "Her daddy sells BIG farm equipment." That is what the bartender tells Jay. That is all he needs to hear! Oh, Man! I've just seen her boobs! This is the girl from the Princess Diaries. This is like finding out what Ariel looks like beneath her mermaid tail!
Friday, June 16, 2006
Dy-no-mite
Zach and I are watching Napoleon Dynamite for the hundreth time! My favorite part is during the opening credits, when you see a card in his wallet. It is a business card that says UFO Alien Abduction Insurance. It always makes me think of Eric. A lot like Styx.
Friday
Eric's grandfather died yesterday morning. I think he's surprised everyone with how long he's lasted. So everyone, keep their family in your prayers.
Other than that bit of sadness, things are going pretty well. Kayla and Hayley started a week early at their job. I am having to get them to work at 6 AM. So much for sleeping in and enjoying a few days off! I am only sad when I think about Zach leaving next Friday. Today and tomorrow are going to be GORGEOUS!!! Hot, humid, sunny, 90's!!! We're spending the whole day at the beach tomorrow! Today, I think we're going to just chill out here in the pool. I don't want to be gone from Sierra two whole days in a row. She'll be in all day tomorrow, while we're at the beach. It is cooler inside, though and she'll be happier, even though she might not like to think she'll be happier. Because her fur is so short, she doesn't do well in the sun...she gets quite pink and I'm not sure if they make doggie sunblock. I'm sure if they do, it'll appear on my Adsense. Doggie Sunblock. Doggie Sunblock. You have to say it a few times to work. Unfortnately, there aren't a lot of beaches around that encourage dogs. I can always take her out to the lake, and visit my grandparents. We're taking her swimming in the river this evening. She is such a good girl.
So the kids and I are going to enjoy one last full weekend together for awhile. Next Friday, if it is sunny, we'll leave early AM and head to Old Orchard Beach and then get Zach to the airport by 1:45 PM. After the plane takes off, the girls and I will head to the mall and then home. They'll be with their dad for the rest of the weekend and Allison and I are going to hang out. If it is sunny, then Jenkin's Beach.
Sunday night, Shannon, Zach and I went to church together. On the way home, Zach waved to every car and every pedestrian. He was "collecting" waves, he said, to practice for his career in politics. He only got 6 waves. 4 in Veazie. One in Bangor. None in Orono. One in Old Town. He's decided that Orono is the least friendly neighborhood! Oh, and yesterday, to be a smartass, we were running errands and I had the windows down and there was this upper middle-aged looking man, jogging, and I had to stop so he could pass in front of my car. He was just wearing shorts, no shirt. Not too big of a deal, because he kept moving, but Zach leans over and wolf whistles him. Obviously, the guy thought I did it!
Anyone heard about Bush's new flub-up? He's on the White House lawn, answering questions and it was a cloudy day. There was one guy wearing shades and Bush was teasing him about being "cool" and how he wished he could be cool like that. Come to find out, the guy was BLIND! Not completely...he suffers from macular degeneration and is very sensitive to light. I'm telling you, Bush is getting screwed in every directions...BY HIMSELF! You almost have to feel sorry for the guy.
Tonight is movie night. There are a couple we want to rent. Nanny McPhee, Memoirs of a Geisha (I might hold off on this one for Allison and I to watch next weekend) and some other ones that I can't think of, but I will remember when I get there. Aquamarine was very cute. Kayla and I loved it. Hayley was at my brother's so she hasn't seen it yet. I'll probably buy it for her because she loves movies like that. Kayla is good for once or twice but Hayley will watch it over and over. And then over and over again! She drives her sister crazy! I know Kayla is going to miss Zach because every night this week she has said, "I can't wait until you are finally gone!"
I ran 3 miles, 3 times this week. I haven't entered in any road races for over a year. So I thought it was time to get back into my groove. My last road race was the Susan B. Komen. In the past, I typically would run 3 or 4 a year and the UMaine Triathlon. I've competed in that 2 times. I was coerced really. I was working for the Athletic department and they were putting on the race and Thad wanted more participants so he signed up his wife and kids and talked me into it. If I wasn't going to be racing in it, he was going to have me working at it. That is a pain in the ass. I got roped into that a few times, too. He drops you off in the middle of the woods or on a road somewhere so you can tell people which way to go and you're on your own until someone hopefully remembers to come back for you. I worked two of those in the RAIN! His daughter Whitney just graduated high school last week. When I started at the gym, she was 10 or 11. Crazy. Kids grow up so fast. I will be the mother of an 18 year old in a year and a half!
Current Mood: happy
Current Music: How You Remind Me..........Nickleback
Other than that bit of sadness, things are going pretty well. Kayla and Hayley started a week early at their job. I am having to get them to work at 6 AM. So much for sleeping in and enjoying a few days off! I am only sad when I think about Zach leaving next Friday. Today and tomorrow are going to be GORGEOUS!!! Hot, humid, sunny, 90's!!! We're spending the whole day at the beach tomorrow! Today, I think we're going to just chill out here in the pool. I don't want to be gone from Sierra two whole days in a row. She'll be in all day tomorrow, while we're at the beach. It is cooler inside, though and she'll be happier, even though she might not like to think she'll be happier. Because her fur is so short, she doesn't do well in the sun...she gets quite pink and I'm not sure if they make doggie sunblock. I'm sure if they do, it'll appear on my Adsense. Doggie Sunblock. Doggie Sunblock. You have to say it a few times to work. Unfortnately, there aren't a lot of beaches around that encourage dogs. I can always take her out to the lake, and visit my grandparents. We're taking her swimming in the river this evening. She is such a good girl.
So the kids and I are going to enjoy one last full weekend together for awhile. Next Friday, if it is sunny, we'll leave early AM and head to Old Orchard Beach and then get Zach to the airport by 1:45 PM. After the plane takes off, the girls and I will head to the mall and then home. They'll be with their dad for the rest of the weekend and Allison and I are going to hang out. If it is sunny, then Jenkin's Beach.
Sunday night, Shannon, Zach and I went to church together. On the way home, Zach waved to every car and every pedestrian. He was "collecting" waves, he said, to practice for his career in politics. He only got 6 waves. 4 in Veazie. One in Bangor. None in Orono. One in Old Town. He's decided that Orono is the least friendly neighborhood! Oh, and yesterday, to be a smartass, we were running errands and I had the windows down and there was this upper middle-aged looking man, jogging, and I had to stop so he could pass in front of my car. He was just wearing shorts, no shirt. Not too big of a deal, because he kept moving, but Zach leans over and wolf whistles him. Obviously, the guy thought I did it!
Anyone heard about Bush's new flub-up? He's on the White House lawn, answering questions and it was a cloudy day. There was one guy wearing shades and Bush was teasing him about being "cool" and how he wished he could be cool like that. Come to find out, the guy was BLIND! Not completely...he suffers from macular degeneration and is very sensitive to light. I'm telling you, Bush is getting screwed in every directions...BY HIMSELF! You almost have to feel sorry for the guy.
Tonight is movie night. There are a couple we want to rent. Nanny McPhee, Memoirs of a Geisha (I might hold off on this one for Allison and I to watch next weekend) and some other ones that I can't think of, but I will remember when I get there. Aquamarine was very cute. Kayla and I loved it. Hayley was at my brother's so she hasn't seen it yet. I'll probably buy it for her because she loves movies like that. Kayla is good for once or twice but Hayley will watch it over and over. And then over and over again! She drives her sister crazy! I know Kayla is going to miss Zach because every night this week she has said, "I can't wait until you are finally gone!"
I ran 3 miles, 3 times this week. I haven't entered in any road races for over a year. So I thought it was time to get back into my groove. My last road race was the Susan B. Komen. In the past, I typically would run 3 or 4 a year and the UMaine Triathlon. I've competed in that 2 times. I was coerced really. I was working for the Athletic department and they were putting on the race and Thad wanted more participants so he signed up his wife and kids and talked me into it. If I wasn't going to be racing in it, he was going to have me working at it. That is a pain in the ass. I got roped into that a few times, too. He drops you off in the middle of the woods or on a road somewhere so you can tell people which way to go and you're on your own until someone hopefully remembers to come back for you. I worked two of those in the RAIN! His daughter Whitney just graduated high school last week. When I started at the gym, she was 10 or 11. Crazy. Kids grow up so fast. I will be the mother of an 18 year old in a year and a half!
Current Mood: happy
Current Music: How You Remind Me..........Nickleback
No Make-up
Me on vacation. Sweats, tee-shirt and no make-up, trying to get away from my dog! It's not working.
Darren & Gabby
My brother and my niece Gabby. I love it when she tells my brother to stop being a big baby! :) "Daddy, you're a big baby!" She usually says this, crying, after he's told her not to do something.
Sarah
This is Hayley's friend Sarah. We were all singing karaoke this night. The iMovie of it is funnier than the pictures. It will come in handy for blackmail!
Little Freak
I'm sure every family has one. I don't know what possesses him to dress like this and dance around the living room!
Zach & Sierra
Zach is trying to watch the basketball game on the couch. Sierra decided to get comfortable.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Vonnegut
I am currently reading Kurt Vonnegut's Bluebeard. I haven't read Vonnegut in a long while and it is almost like I am rediscovering him. One of my favorite authors. I LOVE his author's note: This is a novel, and a hoax autobiography at that. It is not to be taken as a responsible history of the Abstract Expressionish school of painting...It is a history of nothing but my own idiosyncratic responses to this or that.
This is going to be a quick read. All of the good ones usually are.
This is going to be a quick read. All of the good ones usually are.
Thursday
Paris Hilton is going to be on The View today. I think I am probably one of the few women that like her. She cracks me up. She is someone the old party girl I used to be, would have had fun being friends with. When I watch The Simple Life, their antics always bring back to mind things my friends and I used to do. It is fun to revisit the good times once in awhile.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Pondering
The movie was great! The two Napoleon Dynamites sitting in the front row were a little over-enthusiastic, but hey, to each his own, I guess! However, while Kayla and I were sitting in the car, waiting for Zach's movie to get out, we noticed several women walk out and with them, a midget (small person, someone who's vertically challenged, whatever...I'm not quite sure what is PC anymore) anyway...this prompted a conversation. Has anyone else noticed the booming midget population in the Old Town area? There are 3 at the high school. One in Orono. And now this new woman in town. In the olden days, maybe you might see one every so often, but in my town, they are like VW Beetles...around every corner. There is nothing wrong with it, I'm not making fun of them...I'm just wondering what is in my water.
6/13/06
It's been a nice, fairly quiet day. I got some laundry done. 4 loads. My belt broke on my washer and I am waiting for the repair man to call me back to give me a quote and to set up a time to come and fix it. Not a terribly big deal. The washer is 12 years old. It doesn't owe me a thing. It has been used heavily from me and from various friends who've done laundry here to save at the laundromat. If it is going to cost more than $100 to fix, then I will be buying a new one. They aren't too expensive.
Hayley's first soccer game is Tuesday, the 20th. They play regular games at the Union St. Soccer Complex all summer and have pick-up games at the LMS soccer field Thursday and Sunday nights, all in preparation for the fall soccer season. She'll be a freshman in the fall and wants to do soccer. Kayla doesn't do any sports except swim team, but that is in the winter months. Kayla will be a sophomore. I can't believe I have two kids in high school now! My baby's in his second year of middle school. Time for me to have another one, I think. Or at least gear up for adopting.
I was seriously considering a sperm donor, however, there is a very odd manager guy at Movie Gallery, and I am going to most-unChristianlike for a moment. He is short (5'6 or 5'7), soda bottle glasses, and his legs are normal from the thigh to his knees, but then they flare out. He looks like he could be the brainy sort, but at his age (he looks like he is in his late 20s, early 30s) if he were smart, he wouldn't be working and WALKING to work at the Movie Gallery. My point to all of this, is whenever I think of artificial insemination, my brain conjures up a vision of him. Just the thought of him rubbing one out is enough to keep me celibate, or at least orgasm-free for a long, long time. But you know how it is when you don't want to think about something, and then you can't help but think about it? It doesn't help much that I am in that Movie Gallery at least once a week.
The kids and I are going to the movies tonight. Two of us are going to see RV and one (Zach) is going to see Cars. Hayley is at my brother's house for the week.
Hayley's first soccer game is Tuesday, the 20th. They play regular games at the Union St. Soccer Complex all summer and have pick-up games at the LMS soccer field Thursday and Sunday nights, all in preparation for the fall soccer season. She'll be a freshman in the fall and wants to do soccer. Kayla doesn't do any sports except swim team, but that is in the winter months. Kayla will be a sophomore. I can't believe I have two kids in high school now! My baby's in his second year of middle school. Time for me to have another one, I think. Or at least gear up for adopting.
I was seriously considering a sperm donor, however, there is a very odd manager guy at Movie Gallery, and I am going to most-unChristianlike for a moment. He is short (5'6 or 5'7), soda bottle glasses, and his legs are normal from the thigh to his knees, but then they flare out. He looks like he could be the brainy sort, but at his age (he looks like he is in his late 20s, early 30s) if he were smart, he wouldn't be working and WALKING to work at the Movie Gallery. My point to all of this, is whenever I think of artificial insemination, my brain conjures up a vision of him. Just the thought of him rubbing one out is enough to keep me celibate, or at least orgasm-free for a long, long time. But you know how it is when you don't want to think about something, and then you can't help but think about it? It doesn't help much that I am in that Movie Gallery at least once a week.
The kids and I are going to the movies tonight. Two of us are going to see RV and one (Zach) is going to see Cars. Hayley is at my brother's house for the week.
Freaky
My son has some real walkie talkies that we use in Boston or on hikes and what-have-you...they supposedly have a 5-mile radius. We've never tested them for more than 2 miles, so I don't know if that is a legitimate claim or not. Anyway, we charge them during the day and he usually takes one with him when he is out playing in the woods or down the street. Lately, while both handsets are in the charger, someone else has been calling them. Obviously, this kid and Zach are using the same channel, but it is kind of weird. We'll be sitting in the living room watching t.v. and all of a sudden, the kid on the other end starts talking. They've finally exchanged names...Zach and Tyler, but Zach doesn't know him from the neighborhood. Directly across the river from us, probably less than a quarter mile away, is the Main Rd. in Bradley. A completely different town. The bridge doesn't cross the river to get into Bradley for about 3 miles, and to get directly across from us, that is probably another 4 or 5 miles, so potentially, this kid could live 7 or 8 miles away by car.
4th Plans
This has been an early day. I've been up since 6 AM. I'm getting used to waking up early. It is certainly a way to get that extra hour added onto your day.
Allison and I have been making our 4th of July plans. We go to Boston every year. We started going way back when I was 26. I've missed two years but am anxious to get back. In the spirit of our first 4th of July there, we like to fly by the seat of our pants. It all started with a group of 4. Allison, Stacie, Lynette and myself. On the 3rd of July that year, Stacie was like, "Let's just go!" With little planning, and little knowledge of what to expect, we headed out that night at around 7 or 8 PM. Lots of adventures happened that first trip down (getting lost in Ipswich, Mass, bringing the metal baseball bat for protection, betting Allison and Stacie that Lynette and I would have a date to be on one of the yachts by the time the fireworks went off...we had the date by mid-morning!) By now, we're old pros at it and have it down to a science, even getting the same parking spot every year. Each year, new people come with us. Lynette doesn't go anymore. Stacie goes every year with Cookie, and so it is usually just Allison and I and whomever we bring along. One year, Desaraye came, my very 9-month pregnant friend Melissa came, Hayley's been...she saw LeAnn Rimes there with me, Kayla saw Barry Manilow with us and she absolutely hates the fact that she has had to see this man in concert! We've seen Don McClain, Cyndi Lauper, Arlo Guthrie, various Miss Americas, of course the infamous Boston Pops, with conductor Keith Lockhart...last year, Big and Rich played along with Gretchen Wilson.
The rules of the trip are simply to have the fewest concrete plans as possible. A sure way to ruin the trip for me is having anything written in stone. The beauty of the trip is to be open to any and all options. Sometimes we get a hotel on the 3rd in Boston, but that has proven to be detrimental to getting a good spot because it is so easy to hit the snooze button in a cozy hotel room and not get in line for the concert until 7ish...way too late. Pros begin lining up the night before. We've discovered that as long as your in line by 5, you should be in the first couple of rows. Most years, we're in around the 2nd row, but honestly, my preferred spot is about 12 makeshift rows back. You have better views of the fireworks after the show. Also, part of the fun of the trip is running on little sleep.
My most favorite trips are the ones when we've headed down about 10 PM the night before and been in our parking spot by 2 AM. We doze until about 4:30...then we grab our essentials and head for the line in the park, where you rest in line until they open the gates. In the past, before 9/11, you were able to rush the field for the best spot, but since 9/11, everyone has to go thru metal detectors and have their bags checked and you get a bracelet. After marking off your spot with tarps and blankets (trust me, after spending almost 24 hours with your people, you'll want almost a blanket for each person, and that will STILL be too close to each other) you get to spend your day exploring Boston and trying to keep cool. It is breezy down by the river and it is a carnival like atmosphere all over the city. We find the Starbucks, ride the T back and forth, eat lunch, get hosed down by the City's firetrucks, buy souveniers, etc. It is important to regroup around 5ish...at this point, the crowd has reached anywhere from 400,000-800,000 people. The concert starts around 8. The fireworks go off at 10:30 PM. They play the 1812 overture during the fireworks and use real cannons that make your heart feel like it will stop and your eardrums will blow. All of the fireworks are orchastrated to music. It is such a patriotic moment that it brings tears to even the most hardened anarchist. It is a magical time and a moment to share with your most treasured friends and family. It makes all of the long hours of the day leading up to the concert worth every second. That memory is what keeps you coming back every year.
After the fireworks, either we head back to the hotel, OR we drive back to Maine. I prefer to make the short drive back to Kittery. If the weather is going to be nice, I like to do this, and catch a few zzzz's at the rest area in Kittery, then wake up early and head to Old Orchard for the day. Usually at this point, I try to lose Allison on the beach and demand she find her own ride home! :) In my defense, I've never left her there! Or in Connecticut, or in New Jersey, or in Rhode Island...though I've been tempted.
Allison and I have been making our 4th of July plans. We go to Boston every year. We started going way back when I was 26. I've missed two years but am anxious to get back. In the spirit of our first 4th of July there, we like to fly by the seat of our pants. It all started with a group of 4. Allison, Stacie, Lynette and myself. On the 3rd of July that year, Stacie was like, "Let's just go!" With little planning, and little knowledge of what to expect, we headed out that night at around 7 or 8 PM. Lots of adventures happened that first trip down (getting lost in Ipswich, Mass, bringing the metal baseball bat for protection, betting Allison and Stacie that Lynette and I would have a date to be on one of the yachts by the time the fireworks went off...we had the date by mid-morning!) By now, we're old pros at it and have it down to a science, even getting the same parking spot every year. Each year, new people come with us. Lynette doesn't go anymore. Stacie goes every year with Cookie, and so it is usually just Allison and I and whomever we bring along. One year, Desaraye came, my very 9-month pregnant friend Melissa came, Hayley's been...she saw LeAnn Rimes there with me, Kayla saw Barry Manilow with us and she absolutely hates the fact that she has had to see this man in concert! We've seen Don McClain, Cyndi Lauper, Arlo Guthrie, various Miss Americas, of course the infamous Boston Pops, with conductor Keith Lockhart...last year, Big and Rich played along with Gretchen Wilson.
The rules of the trip are simply to have the fewest concrete plans as possible. A sure way to ruin the trip for me is having anything written in stone. The beauty of the trip is to be open to any and all options. Sometimes we get a hotel on the 3rd in Boston, but that has proven to be detrimental to getting a good spot because it is so easy to hit the snooze button in a cozy hotel room and not get in line for the concert until 7ish...way too late. Pros begin lining up the night before. We've discovered that as long as your in line by 5, you should be in the first couple of rows. Most years, we're in around the 2nd row, but honestly, my preferred spot is about 12 makeshift rows back. You have better views of the fireworks after the show. Also, part of the fun of the trip is running on little sleep.
My most favorite trips are the ones when we've headed down about 10 PM the night before and been in our parking spot by 2 AM. We doze until about 4:30...then we grab our essentials and head for the line in the park, where you rest in line until they open the gates. In the past, before 9/11, you were able to rush the field for the best spot, but since 9/11, everyone has to go thru metal detectors and have their bags checked and you get a bracelet. After marking off your spot with tarps and blankets (trust me, after spending almost 24 hours with your people, you'll want almost a blanket for each person, and that will STILL be too close to each other) you get to spend your day exploring Boston and trying to keep cool. It is breezy down by the river and it is a carnival like atmosphere all over the city. We find the Starbucks, ride the T back and forth, eat lunch, get hosed down by the City's firetrucks, buy souveniers, etc. It is important to regroup around 5ish...at this point, the crowd has reached anywhere from 400,000-800,000 people. The concert starts around 8. The fireworks go off at 10:30 PM. They play the 1812 overture during the fireworks and use real cannons that make your heart feel like it will stop and your eardrums will blow. All of the fireworks are orchastrated to music. It is such a patriotic moment that it brings tears to even the most hardened anarchist. It is a magical time and a moment to share with your most treasured friends and family. It makes all of the long hours of the day leading up to the concert worth every second. That memory is what keeps you coming back every year.
After the fireworks, either we head back to the hotel, OR we drive back to Maine. I prefer to make the short drive back to Kittery. If the weather is going to be nice, I like to do this, and catch a few zzzz's at the rest area in Kittery, then wake up early and head to Old Orchard for the day. Usually at this point, I try to lose Allison on the beach and demand she find her own ride home! :) In my defense, I've never left her there! Or in Connecticut, or in New Jersey, or in Rhode Island...though I've been tempted.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Kids
My kids are funny. My 12 year old nephew Cody is spending the week with us. Kayla and I were going to run some errands and we wanted salads for supper. Zach and Cody wanted pizza. I took them out to eat last night, so I said, NO! Cody has $25 on him, so he and Zach said they'd get their own supper. This entailed them walking to the nearest pizza joint about a mile and a half down the street. Cody is a weird little boy. Weird in the sense that he mowed crop circles in my yard for me when I got home from work. Together they are super weird. Kayla and I drove by them, to make sure they made it to the pizza place and they were sitting inside, huddled together on the bench, awaiting their order. They then carried the pizza home and ate it here, instead of just eating it there. I come home to them making cookies and Zach calling himself Betty Cocker...Betty cRocker, Zachary. What do I expect when this is the kid, when packing his clothes for the summer, yelled down the stairs, "Hey, who took my stack of Fruit of the Looms?" Except he called them Fruit of the Loams. Being the only boy in our immediate family, I'm sure his sisters and I did not touch the stack! He also calls Subarus...Sub-a-roos. I'm not certain where he gets his reading skills.
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Sunday Night
At church tonight, I looked over and my friend Annie was sitting a couple of people down from me. Annie was one of my drinking buddies from about age 28-31. I got saved shortly before my 31st birthday and stopped drinking every Friday night. Friday nights were my nights without the kids, so Allison and I would head to "our" bar Mulligan's and meet up with Annie and the rest of the crew. Annie has been saved since March. It was so great seeing her. She and I and her two kids, along with two of mine and my nephew Cody, all had supper tonight after church. We ate at the Coach House. Her little boy Caleb, who I haven't seen since he was about 6 months old, is now a very talkative 3 1/2 year old. He has quickly become my best friend.
Caleb: You're beautiful! Cute, too!
Me: Oh, thank you Caleb. You are pretty handsome yourself!
Caleb: Thanks. You know, I really don't like my mom, can I go home with you?
Me: Well, I love your mom and I think she would miss you very much!
Caleb: Maybe. I guess I'll give her another chance.
And her little girl Zoey is beautiful. She is almost 2. White blond hair and big blue eyes. She looks a lot like Jenna, Erin. SOOOO cute. She sat next to me and kept opening her mouth for my croutons. "More, pease" she'd say. She and Caleb ended up helping me eat most of my salad. She loved Zach. They both loved Kayla. Caleb was on ketchup patrol. "Hey guys, let me know if anyone needs more ketchup."
God truly works in mysterious ways. I was feeling a bit down last night and today because with the loss of Brian is the loss of all of my friends thru him. Of course, they still like me, they know none of this is my fault, they want me and Brian to work out, but still...they're his friends. And Amy is in Ohio. Allison is always in and out of the loony bin. Eric works the graveyard shift and Erin and I are often times too lethargic from dealing with kids all day to have the kind of energy required to pick up the phone and call to do stuff. Lynette lives in Ellsworth now, and has just had a baby. Charlie lives in the Augusta area now. Anyway, so I was feeling down and then this morning at church, my brother's wife showed up. It has given us something to talk about and to connect with. Then when I was mowing the lawn today, my other sister-in-law called.
Julie: What are you doing?
Me: Mowing the lawn.
Julie: When are you going to church?
Me: We're leaving here about 5:30.
Julie: Do you think you could leave earlier and come over and bring some hair dye?
Me: What did you do?
Julie: I had my hair highlighted and it turned into a pumpkin color. So I went back to have her fix it and it is still awful. Will you come over and help me fix it?
Me: Sure, when do you want me?
Julie: Is now okay?
Me: I'm on my way.
So we headed back to Brewer to fix Julie's hair. Two trips to the store for hair dye and then her hair turned GREY! I was running late for church, so I left and told her I'd pray for her and that I'd be back at 7:30. While I was gone, she went and dyed her hair back to dark brown, only now instead of being just dark brown like it used to be, there are some greys in it.
At church, I ran into Annie and we've made plans to go on the church picnic together next weekend at Lamoine Beach. So for a day that started out lonely, I realized how very lucky I am. A phone call last weekend from Tanya. A phone call this weekend from Amy. Catching up with Annie. Starting a friendship with my sister-in-law Mandy. Continuing my friendship with my sister-in-law Julie.
Current Mood: very happy
Current Music: Legacy............Nichole Nordeman
Caleb: You're beautiful! Cute, too!
Me: Oh, thank you Caleb. You are pretty handsome yourself!
Caleb: Thanks. You know, I really don't like my mom, can I go home with you?
Me: Well, I love your mom and I think she would miss you very much!
Caleb: Maybe. I guess I'll give her another chance.
And her little girl Zoey is beautiful. She is almost 2. White blond hair and big blue eyes. She looks a lot like Jenna, Erin. SOOOO cute. She sat next to me and kept opening her mouth for my croutons. "More, pease" she'd say. She and Caleb ended up helping me eat most of my salad. She loved Zach. They both loved Kayla. Caleb was on ketchup patrol. "Hey guys, let me know if anyone needs more ketchup."
God truly works in mysterious ways. I was feeling a bit down last night and today because with the loss of Brian is the loss of all of my friends thru him. Of course, they still like me, they know none of this is my fault, they want me and Brian to work out, but still...they're his friends. And Amy is in Ohio. Allison is always in and out of the loony bin. Eric works the graveyard shift and Erin and I are often times too lethargic from dealing with kids all day to have the kind of energy required to pick up the phone and call to do stuff. Lynette lives in Ellsworth now, and has just had a baby. Charlie lives in the Augusta area now. Anyway, so I was feeling down and then this morning at church, my brother's wife showed up. It has given us something to talk about and to connect with. Then when I was mowing the lawn today, my other sister-in-law called.
Julie: What are you doing?
Me: Mowing the lawn.
Julie: When are you going to church?
Me: We're leaving here about 5:30.
Julie: Do you think you could leave earlier and come over and bring some hair dye?
Me: What did you do?
Julie: I had my hair highlighted and it turned into a pumpkin color. So I went back to have her fix it and it is still awful. Will you come over and help me fix it?
Me: Sure, when do you want me?
Julie: Is now okay?
Me: I'm on my way.
So we headed back to Brewer to fix Julie's hair. Two trips to the store for hair dye and then her hair turned GREY! I was running late for church, so I left and told her I'd pray for her and that I'd be back at 7:30. While I was gone, she went and dyed her hair back to dark brown, only now instead of being just dark brown like it used to be, there are some greys in it.
At church, I ran into Annie and we've made plans to go on the church picnic together next weekend at Lamoine Beach. So for a day that started out lonely, I realized how very lucky I am. A phone call last weekend from Tanya. A phone call this weekend from Amy. Catching up with Annie. Starting a friendship with my sister-in-law Mandy. Continuing my friendship with my sister-in-law Julie.
Current Mood: very happy
Current Music: Legacy............Nichole Nordeman
6/11/06
Went to bed with a bad headache and woke up with a bad headache. I almost didn't go to church this morning. I really was not feeling well. I definitely wasn't feeling "it" this morning, but Ken was gone all last week, so I wanted to be part of the welcome back crowd this morning.
I saw my boyfriend at church. Like I said, I was not feeling well, so I headed over to my seat, not really paying attention to anything or anyone. I looked up and of course, he was watching me. I smiled and found my seat. Later on, a girl that I've noticed before was checking him out when she walked in. I was like, "Hey! He is MY boyfriend. Put your eyes back in your head and lose some weight in the lower half of your body!" Not very Christian-like I know! Then of course, she had to pretend to go to the bathroom or whatever and had to walk right by him. She said hi to him, and he said something back, but he didn't take his eyes away from my direction. Later during the sermon, I was feeling quite convicted because I knew I was taking my eyes off of my ultimate goal, which is my relationship with Jesus Christ. So at this point, I was feeling pretty darn crappy. I was sick, I was convicted, and I was ready to break up with my boyfriend because I am not competing with every girl in the place for his attention. I'm not interested, nor do I have the time or energy. That's when Ken starts talking in his sermon about beauty queens and how the runner-up always pretends to be happy for the other girl, when secretly she hates her and wants to scratch her eyes out. All of a sudden, I start thinking, Okay, how many people saw my thoughts about this girl on my face, other than my pastor? So now I am feeling like I am doubting my faith because earlier, I had decided that God will work everything out in my life like it is supposed to work out, and here I am already giving up because God of course, can't do something as big as straighten out my relationship life. Just when all was almost lost, I looked up and my brother's wife was coming towards me. I've been praying that my brothers and their significant others would get saved. This particular brother has problems with alcohol and he and I are the ones who've beared the brunt of my dad's illness. I can't describe how happy I was to see her. I must point out I've never liked her, because she's cheated on my brother and is just flakey and not someone I would like, and admittedly, it would take an act of God to get me to love her. So imagine my surprise when I was so overwhelmed with happiness to see her. I gave her a genuine hug and asked how long she'd been coming and she said that today was her first day. I told her that I had been praying that they'd come to church. I even showed her the bookmark in my Bible, which is my niece Gaby (their daughter). There isn't a whole lot of point to any of this other than to me that was the reminder I needed that God is always faithful.
Current Mood: good, but I need to take some medicine for this headache.
Current Music: My Heart Goes Out............Warren Barfield
I saw my boyfriend at church. Like I said, I was not feeling well, so I headed over to my seat, not really paying attention to anything or anyone. I looked up and of course, he was watching me. I smiled and found my seat. Later on, a girl that I've noticed before was checking him out when she walked in. I was like, "Hey! He is MY boyfriend. Put your eyes back in your head and lose some weight in the lower half of your body!" Not very Christian-like I know! Then of course, she had to pretend to go to the bathroom or whatever and had to walk right by him. She said hi to him, and he said something back, but he didn't take his eyes away from my direction. Later during the sermon, I was feeling quite convicted because I knew I was taking my eyes off of my ultimate goal, which is my relationship with Jesus Christ. So at this point, I was feeling pretty darn crappy. I was sick, I was convicted, and I was ready to break up with my boyfriend because I am not competing with every girl in the place for his attention. I'm not interested, nor do I have the time or energy. That's when Ken starts talking in his sermon about beauty queens and how the runner-up always pretends to be happy for the other girl, when secretly she hates her and wants to scratch her eyes out. All of a sudden, I start thinking, Okay, how many people saw my thoughts about this girl on my face, other than my pastor? So now I am feeling like I am doubting my faith because earlier, I had decided that God will work everything out in my life like it is supposed to work out, and here I am already giving up because God of course, can't do something as big as straighten out my relationship life. Just when all was almost lost, I looked up and my brother's wife was coming towards me. I've been praying that my brothers and their significant others would get saved. This particular brother has problems with alcohol and he and I are the ones who've beared the brunt of my dad's illness. I can't describe how happy I was to see her. I must point out I've never liked her, because she's cheated on my brother and is just flakey and not someone I would like, and admittedly, it would take an act of God to get me to love her. So imagine my surprise when I was so overwhelmed with happiness to see her. I gave her a genuine hug and asked how long she'd been coming and she said that today was her first day. I told her that I had been praying that they'd come to church. I even showed her the bookmark in my Bible, which is my niece Gaby (their daughter). There isn't a whole lot of point to any of this other than to me that was the reminder I needed that God is always faithful.
Current Mood: good, but I need to take some medicine for this headache.
Current Music: My Heart Goes Out............Warren Barfield
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