Husband waking me up this morning, rubbing my back: Time to get up.
Me, sound asleep: WHAT DAY IS IT?!
Husband laughing: Um, Wednesday.
Me: WHAT? ~finally waking up and lowering my voice~ Oh. I thought it was the weekend. Dang it.
And so goes our life most days.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
A lil sumin sumin
I was runnin'.....new marathon update HERE! Go leave Husband some love for his big big decision. DO IT!
Oh, and Big Brother starts this week. Feel free to judge me now.
Oh, and Big Brother starts this week. Feel free to judge me now.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Fine, I cried.
Boy left today and for the first time in a long time I cried. The running joke between Boy and Husband when Boy was in college was "How long did Mom cry after I left?" As the years went by, my heart got used to the shock and I cried less and less. After he got married, I knew he was in good hands with Girl and I stopped the blubbering. Until today.
I think since Husband's medical adventure, my tender heart still feels the bruise of how the scenario could have easily played out, and I feel even stronger now about wanting my duckies close to me. Seeing Boy happy in his marriage, seeing him capable in his life, seeing him laughing across the table from me while playing cards filled my heart. It was a true salve to have us all under one roof, loving, laughing and living.
I know how lucky I am. I know not everyone has what we have. I know, I know, I know.
Doesn't mean my heart is rational. It refuses to listen to reason. It's a mommy heart and it will cry when it wants to.
I think since Husband's medical adventure, my tender heart still feels the bruise of how the scenario could have easily played out, and I feel even stronger now about wanting my duckies close to me. Seeing Boy happy in his marriage, seeing him capable in his life, seeing him laughing across the table from me while playing cards filled my heart. It was a true salve to have us all under one roof, loving, laughing and living.
I know how lucky I am. I know not everyone has what we have. I know, I know, I know.
Doesn't mean my heart is rational. It refuses to listen to reason. It's a mommy heart and it will cry when it wants to.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Top 10 List
Tipsy blogging is allowed, right?!
1) I have been dealing with inept hospital billers. They billed me. We negotiated. I paid. They rebilled me at a higher rate. I called to straighten things out. They avoided my calls. DRINK!
2) My grass is dying. I have tried to revive it. Sweet talk it. Water it. But it cannot fight the heat of this most unbearable summer. Me. I said unbearable heat. Lizard Rock Girl. The heat is trying to kill all of us. HALP! Send rain.
3) The Summer of Cake produced chocolate cupcakes this week. To quote Boy: These are the best chocolate cupcakes I have ever had. ( do i need to say he has had many many cupcakes over the course of his life?!) Nephew: These cupcakes are soooo good. Me: Holy crap! ~swoon~ I have found the nirvana of recipes. Sorry, no pics. You will just have to trust me on this one.
4) For the first time in his life, Boy had to wait on me to get home when he came to visit. He was in the driveway, with the garage door open, sitting in a lawn chair, eating watermelon that he found in the garage fridge. He gave me such grief. I knew he was coming. I was at an old family friend's parent's house visiting (they had come in from out of town unexpectedly). We overestimated how long it would take Boy to arrive. We weren't home when he got here. WE WERE 5 MINUTES LATE. Bunny was obviously traumatized.
5) The government is trying my last nerve. I'll end there. Go to WONK if you need more. Eesh.
6) I have sinned. I mixed the tiny remainder of a white wine with a bit of a new red. Delicious, but if the wine snobs find out they may take away my bottle opener.
7) Best movie I have seen in awhile: Defiance. Rent it. Netflix it (that's what i did). It's about the persecution of Jews during WWII. Yet, instead of being a downer, it is an upper*. Here's a taste from the Netflix site: "Daniel Craig stars as Tuvia Bielski, one of four Jewish brothers who escape from Poland into the forests of Belarus during World War II to lead a band of resistance fighters and create a safe haven for Jewish refugees. The real-life sanctuary established by the Bielski brothers saved more than 1,000 Jews from persecution and death."
8) I am eating Red Snapper from the gulf today. BIL caught it, grilled it, and gave it to me. Man, you can't beat that.
9) I finally delivered the moonshine that has been sitting in my fridge for the last few months. Real honest to goodness moonshine. Don't ask and I won't tell.
10) The Tiny Pool is STILL NOT UP. The hottest summer in years is upon us and no pool. Yet, I have had numerous umbrelly drinks. Somehow it evens out. (but the tiny pool is going up this week. word.)
*Michael Jackson approved lingo.
1) I have been dealing with inept hospital billers. They billed me. We negotiated. I paid. They rebilled me at a higher rate. I called to straighten things out. They avoided my calls. DRINK!
2) My grass is dying. I have tried to revive it. Sweet talk it. Water it. But it cannot fight the heat of this most unbearable summer. Me. I said unbearable heat. Lizard Rock Girl. The heat is trying to kill all of us. HALP! Send rain.
3) The Summer of Cake produced chocolate cupcakes this week. To quote Boy: These are the best chocolate cupcakes I have ever had. ( do i need to say he has had many many cupcakes over the course of his life?!) Nephew: These cupcakes are soooo good. Me: Holy crap! ~swoon~ I have found the nirvana of recipes. Sorry, no pics. You will just have to trust me on this one.
4) For the first time in his life, Boy had to wait on me to get home when he came to visit. He was in the driveway, with the garage door open, sitting in a lawn chair, eating watermelon that he found in the garage fridge. He gave me such grief. I knew he was coming. I was at an old family friend's parent's house visiting (they had come in from out of town unexpectedly). We overestimated how long it would take Boy to arrive. We weren't home when he got here. WE WERE 5 MINUTES LATE. Bunny was obviously traumatized.
5) The government is trying my last nerve. I'll end there. Go to WONK if you need more. Eesh.
6) I have sinned. I mixed the tiny remainder of a white wine with a bit of a new red. Delicious, but if the wine snobs find out they may take away my bottle opener.
7) Best movie I have seen in awhile: Defiance. Rent it. Netflix it (that's what i did). It's about the persecution of Jews during WWII. Yet, instead of being a downer, it is an upper*. Here's a taste from the Netflix site: "Daniel Craig stars as Tuvia Bielski, one of four Jewish brothers who escape from Poland into the forests of Belarus during World War II to lead a band of resistance fighters and create a safe haven for Jewish refugees. The real-life sanctuary established by the Bielski brothers saved more than 1,000 Jews from persecution and death."
8) I am eating Red Snapper from the gulf today. BIL caught it, grilled it, and gave it to me. Man, you can't beat that.
9) I finally delivered the moonshine that has been sitting in my fridge for the last few months. Real honest to goodness moonshine. Don't ask and I won't tell.
10) The Tiny Pool is STILL NOT UP. The hottest summer in years is upon us and no pool. Yet, I have had numerous umbrelly drinks. Somehow it evens out. (but the tiny pool is going up this week. word.)
*Michael Jackson approved lingo.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Huh
I am contemplating shutting the Patti-O down. If I do, I will be happy to leave a forwarding address.
Four blogs and Facebook seem excessive.
Just something the management is placing under consideration.
Four blogs and Facebook seem excessive.
Just something the management is placing under consideration.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
I'm begging, don't push me
Calmer now. A beat-down was averted. Thankfully, I downed enough Good & Plenty licorice goodness to lull me into a summer happy-place stupor.
It takes a generous amount of pushing to get me to the edge, but once there I am all in. All in and pissed off, with Momma bear overtones. No one wants to be on the receiving end of that.
Ever tell y'all the story about Boy when he was in Civil Air Patrol? It was during a time when the officers could no longer lay a hand on the recruits for training purposes. Break them down to build them up and all. So they had to use intimidation techniques. As the story was told to me, Boy was the only recruit they couldn't break. Cool as a cucumber when everyone else quivered in their boots. When asked why, he responded, "You've never seen my mom mad."
Exactly.
I hate getting used-as-an-example mad. Incredible Hulk mad. Don't mess with my family mad. It's an emotion that rarely comes to visit, but once here, it will not be denied until justice is served.
Thank the good Lord for Good & Plenty. Maybe they should be the official candy of peace.
It takes a generous amount of pushing to get me to the edge, but once there I am all in. All in and pissed off, with Momma bear overtones. No one wants to be on the receiving end of that.
Ever tell y'all the story about Boy when he was in Civil Air Patrol? It was during a time when the officers could no longer lay a hand on the recruits for training purposes. Break them down to build them up and all. So they had to use intimidation techniques. As the story was told to me, Boy was the only recruit they couldn't break. Cool as a cucumber when everyone else quivered in their boots. When asked why, he responded, "You've never seen my mom mad."
Exactly.
I hate getting used-as-an-example mad. Incredible Hulk mad. Don't mess with my family mad. It's an emotion that rarely comes to visit, but once here, it will not be denied until justice is served.
Thank the good Lord for Good & Plenty. Maybe they should be the official candy of peace.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Back!
Will it gross you out to know that my back has been massaged sore? Kinda like honeymoon massaging without the needed after-drugs. Hehe. No, not drunk.
Still bent over. Still grunting in three languages. Wondering if I could get away with a run tomorrow. Not. Gonna Happen. But, I likes to wonder.
Did I mention the day this happened, that within two hours of the shooting hobbling pains, I thought maybe, just maybe, a 45 minute bike ride would cure me, as in loosen up those spasms? Worst bike ride in history. But I finished dadgumit. That's just how badass I am. Not to mention idiotic and deranged.
The up side today is I was able to shower without yelling and then I was able to blow dry my hair. And if you have followed me long enough here, you know I tend to think if my hair is fixed then all is well, sickness is cured, pain is defeated.
My hair is fixed, but somehow the pain didn't get the memo to skedaddle.
Boy, Girl, hope you get cake this week. If not you'll know why: spasm for the spazzy.
Happy Father's Day to all mah fathery peeps.
Still bent over. Still grunting in three languages. Wondering if I could get away with a run tomorrow. Not. Gonna Happen. But, I likes to wonder.
Did I mention the day this happened, that within two hours of the shooting hobbling pains, I thought maybe, just maybe, a 45 minute bike ride would cure me, as in loosen up those spasms? Worst bike ride in history. But I finished dadgumit. That's just how badass I am. Not to mention idiotic and deranged.
The up side today is I was able to shower without yelling and then I was able to blow dry my hair. And if you have followed me long enough here, you know I tend to think if my hair is fixed then all is well, sickness is cured, pain is defeated.
My hair is fixed, but somehow the pain didn't get the memo to skedaddle.
Boy, Girl, hope you get cake this week. If not you'll know why: spasm for the spazzy.
Happy Father's Day to all mah fathery peeps.
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