Life has been moving right along. Shecky is done with school for the year. Summer is here and life is taking on a bit of a different pace. A different tone. Everything is still wonderful but we seem to be, finally, settling into being a family rather than a husband and a wife and a kid all living in the same house. I’m LOVING it.

The last 2 weekends we’ve had visitors come stay with us. Last weekend my Sister-In-law came in. She rested, relaxed, and re-centered herself a bit. We had a really nice visit. Through the course of the weekend she got me totally addicted to Sex in the City, the TV show. She has the entire show on DVD, every season. Thankfully she left it with me so I can finish watching it. I’m not sure WHY I like the show, and truth to tell, there’s a bit too much sex in their particular city for my comfort levels, but I DO like the show. (Honestly, I think its the secondary characters that draw me in. The women, for the most part, are indefensibly unlikable.)

This weekend @Cylithria and her boyfriend (and J’s best friend), @thewocket, came in for a weekend visit. We had a blast!!! I swear to GOD those to make me Snort Laugh more often than anyone I know! It was awesome to get some one on one time with them. We played copious amounts of board games. Ate copious amounts of food. Talked about everything from dynamics of relationships to kids getting US in trouble.

This morning however, this morning was a PERFECT illustration of why I love @Cylithria so damned much. Last night I mentioned something to her about our having bought a riding lawnmower. It was just a passing comment, No. Big. Deal. Right?

Well, this morning Cy got up and went on the porch to have her morning smoke and coffee while I was starting brunch for everyone. Suddenly, Cy comes flying into the house hollering, “Excuse me, Bitch? You have a tractor and you DIDN’T TELL ME??” **deep breath** “Can I use your tractor and mow your lawn?” I stood there with my jaw hanging open, staring at her like she had 3 breasts, 4 heads, 92 eyes because she had forgone her cigarette and coffee… to ask… if she… could… mow… my… lawn. Once I recovered I just about DIED laughing. I told her that was up to J as it was his “toy”. She zoomed downstairs, batted her eyes at my husband, told her man to move out the way, pressed herself against J’s back and said “I looooove you…” and convinced him to let her use it and mow our lawn.

I swear to you… it’s all true. It’s a perfect example of who she is and why I adore her so. Life. Is. Good.

I have a very dear, very special friend who is dying. She has Lupus. She has cancer. Her body is failing her and it is wasting away. She has lost 20 pounds in the last 7-9 days. The doctors have told her there is nothing else they can do. Her body has to right itself on its own.

Most of you that read my blog know her. Cylithria of Why Not, Right is the friend I speak of. I don’t ask for much out of the world. Just that I find and surround myself with good, loving people who make the world a place worth being a part of. Cylithria is one of those people.

The world would be so much less without her in it.

I’ve seen the internet and blogosphere pull together for children, families in need and people with cancer. I’ve seen it offer support, prayer and help to people going through divorce, through therapy, and through deaths.

Please, I beg of you. Pray for her. Send her healthy, healing energy. However you worship, whatever you believe, lift her up?

I believe in the power of prayer. I believe in the power of love. I believe in the power of the internet to pull people together.

Lift her up.

Well… not REALLY the plague but a nasty cold that is wreaking havoc on my body and family. Shecky is down with it too.

I wouldn’t be concerned but I am prone to every cold I catch turning into bronchitis. Shecky gets ear infections more often than not. Neither of us has insurance until AFTER the wedding…. OF COURSE!

When my chest started itching today and I started hearing the rattle that means the big B is setting in … I freaked.

I’m calmer now. I have some Amoxicillin in my purse and I’m taking it. Hopefully it’ll bring it to a swift end.

(GOD I hope so. We have to go back to KC again this weekend for my final dress fitting and hair stuff… I’m going to infect everyone otherwise. Sigh)

How is YOUR week?

The thought of allowing that, of PURPOSELY sacrificing my CHILD’S life, so others could be “Saved” horrifies me. I look over at my 8 year old son, who has been driving me to distraction with his attitude, mouthiness and inability to do as he is told, and realize there is NO WAY IN HELL I could give him up for someone ELSE’S well being.

Then I think of the Spohr family, who lost their darling 17 month old child 2 days ago to some quirk of fate. Their world is burning down about them and though I don’t TRULY know how they feel I hurt for them as I try to put myself in their place.

No matter what you believe or what faith you participate in… Hold those you love close and let them know how you feel. It’s Easter. It’s Spring! Renewal and life surround us. Let’s not take it for granted.

With a lil help from some friends who are propping me up more than they can ever imagine… I’ll get there.

I’m trying. We’ll see how it goes… what ends up happening.

Today is Everyday Kindness Tuesday. I’m going to try to learn how to be kinder to myself.

Happy Birthday to me. Now, get your head in the game damnit.

I went to Houston Thursday night.  Friday I was supposed to just chill while HusbandGuy worked.  Do a lil homework, plurk, nap… I had a lovely, decadent day of decompression planned.  Then I got the call.

The inlaws were coming to Houston for the afternoon.  They had driven from Abilene, TX to the lake for Turkey Day.  We loved that they were with us for the holiday.  We left Boy Child with them for the day Friday.  We figured they could spend the day together.  THEY CAME TO HOUSTON.  So…

I spent Friday afternoon with them in Houston.  We went to The Cheesecake Factory for lunch.  Jesus that was good.  The company was great.  The food was great.  However, my plans for a day of just… being… were foiled.

We drove back to the lake Friday night.  The only reason we LEFT the lake was HusbandGuy’s job decided to be evil bastards and make them WORK Friday, which was a company paid holiday.  HusbandGuy was off Thursday and Saturday.  Meh.  We spent the night at the hotel with the Inlaws.

We got up this morning and had breakfast together.  Watched a DVD and just bummed around for the day.  We eventually ended up back at my folks for the evening.

HusbandGuy takes off tomorrow morning no later than 7am so he can be at work by 11am.  Mom and Dad leave for the casino bright and early Monday Morning and will return sometime Weds.  Jebus.  LOL

Basketball practice starts Monday as well.

Someone… TELL me where all my time goes? lol

“Life For Rent” by Dido
“Life For Rent” by Namg

I haven’t ever really found a place that I call home
I never stick around quite long enough to make it

I can’t seem to find the place I belong… Nothing feels right so I move on…

I apologize that once again I’m not in love
But it’s not as if I mind
that your heart ain’t exactly breaking

Once again I find myself alone.  You are too, even if you don’t realize it.

It’s just a thought, only a thought

It’s just a thought, only a thought

But if my life is for rent and I don’t learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

I have to find a way to take charge of my life.  I have to make my own way in my own time.  Until I do, nothing about me is real… nothing.

I’ve always thought
that I would love to live by the sea To travel the world alone and live more simply
I have no idea what’s happened to that dream
Cos there’s really nothing left here to stop me

Why have I abandoned my dreams?  What’s keeping me from being the person I thought I was… thought I could be?  I’m tied to nothing and no one… so… why?

It’s just a thought, only a thought
It’s just a thought, only a thought

But if my life is for rent and I don’t learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

I have to get ahold of myself and make this life work.  Until I do, I have nothing… I am nothing.

If my life is for rent and I don’t learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

It’s time for me to move forward and fix the mess I’m in.  It’s time for me to start over, for my dreamed of life to begin.  Until I do, until it does… I am nothing.

While my heart is a shield and I won’t let it down
While I am so afraid to fail so I won’t even try
Well how can I say I’m alive

Running scared lets me bring nothing to the table.  There’s a difference between protecting myself and not living life.  When did I cross that line?

If my life is for rent and I don’t learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

I have to find a way to take charge of my life.  I have to make my own way in my own time.  Until I do, nothing about me is real… nothing.

If my life is for rent and I don’t learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine
Cos nothing I have is truly mine
Cos nothing I have is truly mine
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

I have to get ahold of myself and make this life work.  Until I do, I have nothing… I am nothing.

You have NO idea how much I appreciate the things you do for me.  However, YOU HAVE GOT TO STOP DOING YOUR BEST IMPRESSIONS OF SOMEONE TRYING TO MAKE ME GO BATSHIT CRAZY!

You know I’m insecure, defensive about my weight and the lack of success I’ve had in my weight loss attempts, HATE the fact that we have no money, am trying to raise my child with a loving influence rather than a bullying one… (pick whichever applies to you) … and yet, you continually undermine, make snarky comments about, can’t get a handle on how to fix the problem or refuse to keep your nose out of my child rearing methods… (again, pick the applicable)… and its driving me over the edge.  I can handle one or even two of you doing your “thing” at a time.  When you ALL start up at once, it’s a recipe for home made explosives and you will NOT like the mushroom cloud of fall out that comes with it.

BACK OFF people… or it’s going to get UGly. Yes, that’s WITH a capitol UG!

All My Love–

Me

P.S.  YOU stop drinking so much.  You’re loosing time WAY more often than you think. You did TOO eat dinner last night.  In fact, you were the first one to eat!  Oh, and YOU???  Stop nagging so much about the drinking.  YOU KNOW it only makes them drink more to spite you.  THINK!  Jesus.

13 People on Plurk I Want to Know Better:

1. PritchardDesigns

2. CajunVegan

3. CHiC

4. Cylithria

5. Devyl Gyrl

6. dotlizard

7. The Godfather

8. greytfriend

9. KDFrawg

10. Perpstu

11. DigitalRob

12. Big Papa

13. The Hawke

After the shock wore off and I stopped crying about losing my best friend and someone I love dearly I flew into action.  Today, I managed to run around town with J getting stuff done.  I potentially found an apartment for HusbandGuy.  It’s in a VERY nice complex and it’s just down the road.  THE KITCHEN FLOOR IS INTACT THERE!  WOOOOOOO!!

Tonight, I have sorted and packed 50 gajillion DVD’s, CD’s and platform games.  HOLY CRAP people!  I have 3 large boxes FULL and I haven’t even started on the stuff in J’s room.  That’s part of my project for tomorrow.  I’m also gonna pack all my books… which is another 3-5 boxes worth of stuff.  I can haz pack rat???   Sheesh!

After that I don’t really have a packing plan until this weekend.  Shecky’s room will be tackled this weekend… GODHELPMEI’MFRIGHTENEDOFHISCLOSET!  ::Shudder::  I’m giving away SO much stuff it’s unreal.  He’ll never even notice.  That’s the sadest part.  My child has more stuff than -I- do!  I’m going to find a battered women and children’s shelter or 10 and donate the stuff to them.

I’m not sleeping well because I have so much to do.  I’m wondering if there is enough caffeine in the UNIVERSE to get me through.  Heh.

Shecky is in New York right now.  He’s meeting his 3 year old cousin for the first time.  He is LOVING getting to know him.  He’ll be back at the lake on the 19th but I’ll remain here.  Mom and Dad are going to get him ready for school for me while I help the guys get packed and moved on the 22nd.

I’m so not looking forward to that day.  I was kinda hoping I wouldn’t have to see J drive off with the moving truck and leave.  I was a wreck for 2 days over his leaving.  I’ve found my peace but… yeah… that may undo me.