Stacey, per your request, this is a warning that you don’t want to read on.
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But aside from that, she's still completely normal
Stacey, per your request, this is a warning that you don’t want to read on.
The rest of the entry is below the fold.
Ok, so a couple of random things that are on my mind and I’d like them out please.
*So – I think Joseph really benefitted from his Special Ed in summer school. Because, he finished kindergarten reading at a PRE-K level. However, he’s been shouting out words when he sees them – and he’s correct. Before, he wouldn’t even try. Maybe we passed a hump?
*I realized that I maybe sound either pompous or like an idiot talking about my housecleaner out one side of the mouth, and then money woes out the other. The truth is, I only hire housecleaners when my in-laws are going to be in the house. I figure if professionals do it, and it’s still not good enough, I’ve officially done all I can do. And I get a clean house out of the deal. The rest of the time, our guests get my frugal haphazard cleaning. But it’s okay, because they’re happy just to spend time with their friend, which is the whole point you know?
*DISCLAIMER: Honey, I love you. I do. Spending time with you is time excellently spent. That being said… My kids are going to Big Bear with the in-laws Poe thinks he’s going to tag along so he can see his aunt he hasn’t seen in years. I’m not going, because, well… those in the know know. Do you know what this means?
Do you??
The house. All of it. To myself. I can have it be quiet. Silent. Solitude. This is a freakin’ dream. It doesn’t happen often, and I love my family, but just the rarity of it makes it a treat. Because it comes right before the next random thing.
*School starts next week. I’m about to jump feetfirst straight into a land of principals (again), occupational therapists, and stepford wives. Oh and they haven’t sent the packet as promised, so I have no idea who my son’s teacher is, nor the room he needs to go to on the first day, nor whether he’s early bird or late bird. That last one’s fine, since they’re all early birds for the first two weeks, but I’d sure love to know where the hell to go on the first day.
*Go me! I think I have all the school supplies. Except for a couple that are teacher specific. That I can’t get. See above.
A couple bits of randomness…
No WWWDW today… No one has sent in any questions. Thinking of abandoning the project due to lack of interest.
On the kid front… Just had to get this down, so I don’t forget. Logan says “Leaky Mouse” instead of “Mickey Mouse.” He thinks he’s saying it right. It’s one of those things I make him say over and over because it makes me giggle. I’m mean.
I have Logan with me at work today… I had to. My boss is gone, so I have to be here, and we had a babysitting emergency. So – I’ve got him watching movies. I’ve got snacks, I’ve got toys. Got his favorite soft blanket. So here’s hoping he’ll stay entertained so I can work – and last the whole day. It’s been one of those days where you have to do what you have to do. Period. No whining, just get it done. I’ve never had to do this before, I’ve always managed a way before. Not today though – not enough notice. Our babysitter was in the hospital last night, and may go back again. I don’t know what’ll happen tomorrow. Oy.
I seem to be boring, but life is never boring, that’s for sure.
So, I’m at my best friend, Amy’s, house on Saturday. She has a pool and we were receiving record breaking temps, so she invited us out. Had a lot of fun. Joseph was boistrous, but being very good. Kortney, her daughter, was playing pool games with him.
Amy was teasing her (’cause he was being a typical 6 year old) saying, “You know that’s Andrew in 5 years!” Her baby brother.
Kortney said, “No it’s not. We’ll discipline Andrew.”
My jaw dropped to the floor, I couldn’t even speak – I sputtered. Amy couldn’t speak either – she was too busy laughing her ass off (she knows about all that we’ve gone through with Joseph).
Poor Kortney – who’s 9 – was immediately blushing and sputtering and I’m sorrying all over the place.
It was great – for once it wasn’t me making an idiot out of myself. Poor girl.
HUNTINGTON, New York (July 7) – Benjamin Hendrickson, an Emmy Award-winning actor on the “As the World Turns” soap opera, committed suicide this week with a gunshot to the head, police said.
I’m so sad about this… My mom actually told me about this last night. I’m not into soaps anymore as I work full time, and don’t have Tivo or anything like that. But I used to watch all the CBS ones with my mom. Shoot, during high school, I even worked for a soap actor who’s still on R&Y and still correspond with his family. So, it’s weird. After that many years you think you know someone. I know it isn’t real, but it feels that way. And this man was just so solid! So down to earth! I’m so sad for him that he didn’t really feel that way.
This also comes on the heels on the anniversary of the suicide of my brother Robert. A year ago, he hung himself. I’m sure this is making my mom have a really hard time.
In the last year, 3 men – Robert, a friend at work’s BIL, and now Ben Hendrickson – have all committed suicide. All established men in their 50’s. 1 hanging and two gunshots.
What a sad sad commentary on the last year.
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