Thursday, February 4, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Feelin' Guilty
I can't begin to express to you how sorry I am that I have avoided this place like the Swine Flu. Actually... I think I just did begin. So let me continue...
It seems that any time I want to write about something it's always something that I'm mad about and I'm beginning to think I'm never NOT mad any more. Not only that, it's stuff I've complained about before and as long as I can keep from repeating myself at this point in my life, I'd like to hold on to that for what time I have left... for remembering stuff, that is.
So... let me recap. I hate people. I hate the way they drive. I hate the way they treat each other. Which is why I stay indoors away from them all which results in me being a hermit and never getting out to experience anything good enough to talk about on here.
There. Now I never have to talk about this again.
Hope you had a nice MiLK day.
My Grandmother is now 106 years old.
My son will be 24 in two days.
My children's very first kitty, Hector, died last week. The very first tattoo I got was inspired by his beautiful eyes.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
Moments In Time
It felt like a normal chilly morning ride home this morning compared to feeling like I was riding home in an ice cube the previous morning. 27 degrees is much warmer than 12. It's 48 now and it feels like a heat wave. I almost felt guilty about turning on my fire this evening, except I'm freezing... because IT'S ONLY 48 DEGREES!
It was also the first night since Wednesday night that I didn't turn off my water. It was nice coming home and having warm water. Heck... it was just nice having water. The turning off the water was not as inconvenient as I thought it would be, but it was still a pain. If anything... this cold has helped me become more intimate with this house and it's long past.
Speaking of long past and this house... my grandmother turns 106 in 5 days!
And speaking of birthdays, I had a wonderful late birthday dinner a few evenings ago with my kiddo's and their significant others... and Erin. Erin is my children's step sister (on their dad's side) and she is as much a part of my family as my children are and just as cool to hang out with.
I don't talk a lot about my ex-husband here but it's because we've been divorced for so long and he lives his own life and I live mine. In February, I will have been officially divorced from him for 20 years. 21 years if you count the year we were separated. A life time. He re-married about 3 or 4 years after the divorce and they are still married today. Her son is only a year and a half older than my son, and her daughter, Erin, is only 4 days older than my daughter. I don't think I could have hand-picked a step mom for my kids any better than who he chose.
It's a part of my life that I can look back on 20 years later and see how perfectly things worked out, compared to how bleak it looked 20 years ago.
Now everyone needs to turn their head to the side and go AWWWWWWWWW:
