#82 [36×365]
Sarah (CA)
SEXY, sweet, bubbly, loving, (and did I mention sexy?) fun, all around gorgeous person. Redrum, teasing, kisses, college warstories, hugs – an all around delight. Meeting you via him, a benefit I’ll forever be grateful for!
#81 [36×365]
C/J (CA)
Tall, goofy, happy, stoned, opinionated… friend. I wasn’t sure I’d like you, many things said online made real life prospect scary. Delighted to say I like you a *lot* and am happy to have met you.
Wee lil… duckies? …all in a row
Haven’t seen my kids in a couple days – except when they ‘stop by’ to ‘get money’ so they can all go to town… hrm. *L* THey’ve been staying at and helping Auntie Ladybug this week, keeping the kids occupied and out of their hair, as well as babysitting (the older two) so that Auntie Ladybug and Mr. Bug could go fishing.
Course, that’s not COMPLETELY true. I did see them the other night because they wanted me to pick up movies for them – and bribed me with what they knew would work: Auntie Ladybug’s Chilli and burritos. See, she makes some of the BEST chilli ever, and her burritos are to die for. But APPARENTLY she told them not to tell me they were having it for dinner! HARUMPH! SO my kids, wanting movies, stole Auntie Ladybug’s cell phone to sneak a phone call to me.
“We swiped you a bowl of chilli – told her it was butter and you were out so its in the butter dish but you gotta come get it QUICK! and could you bring us some movies too?”
So, since I just HAPPENED to be headed to blockbuster anyway, I picked up the movies, and took them over – which was when they sweetened the pot with a swiped burrito too. Them kids sure know how to get momma to do what they want!
Like today, for instance. The boy, girl, pup, bug, and wee ladybug were riding bikes (cept the wee ladybug who was riding in the carriage) into town, so since Auntie Ladybug didn’t cough up the cash, they came to MY house, bearing daisys and BIG BLUE EYES to get ice cream money.
Shut up. I am not a softy.
Ok, I totally am. But they were so CUTE! See?
Who could blame me? All lined up and calling out “alright troops! saddle up! here we go!” and taking care of their siblings/cousins and… awwwww. such good kids. You woulda given them ice cream money too.
Specially after they’d pilfered chilli for you two nights before. *Grin*
PS – something’s… missing… round here…
(also known as when _I_ was a kid the toothfairy didn’t give a BUCK PER TOOTH! harumph. Damned inflation!)
For blyght…
…re: the Kilts. A quick convo bites between the pup and i… *grin*
At the parade:
Pup: Those guys are wearing SKIRTS!
Me: They’re Kilts, darlin.
Pup: Oh. So. Like. They have shorts underneath?
Me: Not if they’re wearing them traditionally…
Pup: Oh. Kay. Hey! SPARKY THE FIRE DOG! WHOOO!
Later tonight randomly while watching Dora the Explorer, of all things:
Pup: Hey momma! That… thing…
Me: What thing kiddo?
Pup: That traditionalallallallly thing with the guys?
Me: The ones in Kilts? Yes?
Pup: Yeah. You meant that they didn’t wear any shorts or underwears or anything huh?
Me: (laughing under my breath) Yes, darlin, sure did.
Pup: Mom! That’s DISGUSTING!!! Ugh! Just… EW! dis-GUST-ing!
Me: (laughing uncontrollably now..)
Pup: Be quiet! Dora is on.
Me: (Chortles into my pillow instead. Then watches Dora quietly as I’m expected too. Heh.)
Oh how I love my youngest daughter… *chuckling!* How could I not? *Grins*
Happy 4th!
We did what we do every year, head to Mainstreet to watch the annual parade. We don’t get fireworks (not dark enough!) so this is a big deal in town. There was an added benefit this year though – The Girl walked IN the parade with her allstar team, and got to throw candy and smile and wave and generally have a great time. We embarrassed her completely by changing “Riah Rox!” as she passed by, but she gave us lots of candy for the cheers, so it was all good. heh.
Before that, a very pretty high school girl VERY purposely stopped in front of The Boy and dropped a whole handful of candy at his feet – we sure gave him a ration of teasing for THAT one…
Afterwards Auntie Ladybug treated us to a picnic, and we hung out for a bit until traffic was clear enough we could get out without a problem.
More pics here: 4th of July set
Oh yeah. Kevin’s parents were there – the same parents who have called, stopped over, checked in on the kids, anything since last September…. and made a point to give the kids their Christmas gifts before we headed home.
I cannot even put into words how much it irritates me, and pisses me off, that they expect my kds to be all “yay! grandpa! gramma!” when they cannot and never have made ANY effort to know them, even before Kevin’s death. It really soured the day for me, but fortunately my kids are far more forgiving then I am. For now. Though the boy, he’s starting to see why I get so upset… its starting to bother him too.
I tried for years to keep them involved and keep them up to date, but a few years ago I gave up, because they just don’t give a shit.
Lest you think I’m exagerating – let me add this. Today they made a point of telling us how that they just haven’t gotten into town to do anything at all since Scotty has been having so many problems with his back and knee and how he’ll need surgury and such – and then right after that, Jan showed off her sunburn that she got while watching an Oilers game. At the Oiler park. Which is literally TWO BLOCKS AWAY FROM MY HOUSE. Did they pop in to say helllo? or even call and see if my baseball loving kids might want to join them at the game? or make ONE SINGLE DETOUR to see their ‘beloved’ grandkids at ALL?
No. No calls, no hellos, no ANYTHING since Kevin’s wake.
I am *so* glad that I have my parents and that they are as involved as they are with my kids. As far as I’m concerned, my kids only have one set of grandparents – my mom and dad. I won’t stop them from seeing or talking to Kevin’s parents, not ever, but I sure won’t go out of my way to make things happen. It’s too exhausting and never worth it. Especially when the kids have all the love in the world right here in me, my parents and my sister.
Grr.
Anyway – so the older two are babysitting for Auntie Ladybug, so I think me and the pup will slip out for something special for dinner – aka, whatever she wants to chow down on. Hope ya’ll had a great (and less stressful!) day.
