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Christmas is coming after all

  • Posted on December 16, 2011 at 8:00 am

The last few days have been wonderful and amazing and humbling and surreal and a whole lot of other words.

I’m grateful. So incredibly grateful to you all.

Since the article posted, it looks like we’re going to be “adopted” by a local church. People have been calling and emailing, wanting to make sure the boys have Christmas. Another friend forced me held my hand while I made an Amazon Wishlist (Which? Holy cow y’all. I stepped WAY outside my comfort zone just making the list. Imagine how stunned I was when the vast majority of it was gone when I looked.)

I’ll be posting pictures here and on my g+ stream as they arrive, and of course I’ll be posting on Christmas Day.

Bless you. Thank you.

An attitude of gratitude

  • Posted on November 28, 2008 at 2:27 am

I’m thankful for the kids’ health insurance and the wonderful staff at Forsyth Medical Center’s ER department. Joe stepped on a nail today, and we were seen, x-rayed, treated and streeted inside of two hours. He’s happily ensconced on the sofa with now-orange foot elevated, playing video games.

I’m thankful for the Wii that I nearly bankrupted myself for last Christmas. It has quite admirably kept Daniel (stomach virus) and Joe (see above) confined to their respective spots and engaged enough to keep them from torturing each other.

I’m grateful for my job. If I had a job that actually required me to think, I’m quite sure I would’ve been fired by now. Plus there’s the whole economy in the toilet thing – any job is better than none when you need one.

I’m grateful for Ree. Yes, I occasionally seethe with jealousy when I read her posts. Who wouldn’t? She’s a talented photographer and writer, has a kitchen that I WANT!!!!, and cooks. And gardens. And posts pictures of her hubby’s heiny. Then I read that she gets up at 430am on a regular basis (complete with fresh manure and calf nuts) and said “aw HAIL naw” to myself. Then I went to Starbucks and had a pumpkin spice latte. You know, to comfort myself.

Of course there is much more to be grateful for. But that’s all I’ve got right now.

Frustrations abundant, and promises forgotten.

  • Posted on April 10, 2008 at 10:17 am

He signed an acknowledgement of paternity at birth.

His name is on the birth certificate.

The child is his father remade, in stature and build (and temperment).

Even though he has signed and acknowledged, he still has the legal right to request DNA testing.

A court date had been scheduled in December 2007, before Christmas, in another state. Obviously I was not able to attend this hearing. I have had no further information from this other state – I don’t know if it was continued, if he requested said DNA testing, what-have-you.

When we were discussing The End of our relationship, he said he would probably stay out of The Child’s life until the age of five. At that point (when The Child is fully capable of expressing needs and wants) he would be interested in becoming a part of The Child’s life.

The Child will be seven at the end of this month.

Happy 2008, right?

  • Posted on January 6, 2008 at 1:40 pm

Nothing like a thundering round of silence to kick off the new year, yeah? The boys have been sick, I’ve been working, and I finally got my desk cleaned off so I can actually USE the thing. I also moved it so I can actually look out the window as I’m writing. The curtains are pulled because the landscape is brown and wintry, but I can’t wait until it looks green and lush again. And I *really* can’t wait until I can take some pictures again. (New camera almost picked out. Can’t make up my mind.)

We’ve gotten unofficial word that moving is indeed necessary due to the highway construction project. What’s missing from the equation currently? A time frame. I’m fighting every single “scoop and run” urge I’ve got, waiting on final details. We do have a plan (okay, so it’s The Folks ™ plan). Out of all the ideas they’ve hatched thus far, this is the one they keep returning to. It is the least expensive option, but it is…less than ideal for me and the children. There will be room aplenty, don’t worry. The neighborhood is adequate enough, I suppose; but it is in another school district. I do not cherish the idea of driving The Teen to school (neither of us are “morning people”) and yet she absolutely insists on staying at her school.

It’s a lot to process.

The Christmas Tree is still standing in the livingroom. I’m officially in a state of rebellion. I didn’t put it up, I don’t like messing with those mylar icicles that My Sainted Mother INSISTS on putting on the tree, the boys want to leave it up, so it is now officially Someone Else’s Problem.

And talking about both of those things in one post has gotten me all kinds of grumpy. I do believe I’m going to mutter, and then find something else to do.

Be kind to your Cashier today.

  • Posted on December 24, 2007 at 11:37 am

For those of you in the grocery store: We’re sorry you’re standing in line, but if there were anyone else available to run a register, they would BE running one. We know you’re tired and stressed and still have to COOK that cart full of stuff you just bought. No, scanning your discount card again isn’t going to help. Please have your ID in hand unless you’re obviously over 40. You may be a regular customer, but Thanksgiving and Christmas is all a blur and your case of beer isn’t worth getting fired over. When she grunts and groans over moving yet another turkey/ham/case of drinks, your smartass comments about going to the gym aren’t appreciated in any way shape or form. She’s moved the better part of a truckload of each – can you say you’ve moved 2000+ lbs an hour for 6-8 hours?

For those of you in the toy/department store: We know you’re tired and stressed, but it’s not like Christmas Season is a surprise. Stop whining about paying as much for the batteries as you did the toy. When you pick up the toy, write down the size of battery and stop by the dollar store next door. Or? Save your sanity and pick out something that doesn’t require batteries. It’s not the cashier’s fault your “Must Have” toy is sold out – you knew it was a “must have” back before Thanksgiving WHY didn’t you get it then??!!?? Stop stressing over whether or not the kids will like the cartload of stuff you’re picking up. The answer is “NO.”

They want to play in the box it came in.

Keep in mind that your cashier has been standing in front of that stupid boop boop boop reader for what seems like an eternity. She does not psychically know what the sales sign says, nor can she leave her post to go look at it. All she has to look at is the sales paper at her register – and if it’s an in-store deal that’s not ringing up properly it’s not HER fault. There is no Psychic Store Employees Network, just the store manager-on-duty.