Letters on a sneezy Saturday

I saw this link thing on several other blogs and I thought it looked like fun so here it goes: Dear HotPant, I love you lots Dear Allergies, GO TO HADES!! Dear Colitis, GO AWAY! Dear Families that need to turn in updated clearances, PLEASE do so! I am not the one that wants to adopt the child YOU ARE so let's get on the same page mmkay? Dear Cleaning Fairy, please come to my house pretty please!! Hugs!

Whooosh that was a week!

I had Monday off so technically this was a four day week however I feel like it was a ten day work week. Good Lord it was bad. I did kick some report booty however it just seemed like I was putting out fires every time I turned around! My nasty case is driving me batty. My director and his boss keep asking how it is going which just makes me feel like I am not doing anything but I don't think that is their intent. This family is just so awful that the entire agency just wants them to LEAVE!! So anyway I finally got the final draft of the home assessment completed and I turned it into my supervisor who is taking her sweet time to read it and sign off on it. LORD that is annoying. I was all excited that I didn't have court this week however my supervisor asked me to cover two hearings for her so now I have court on Monday and Tuesday. Lovely.

On the mom front I am now in charge of her wound care. Why yes it is as exciting as it sounds! I hate feet and I don't like to touch, see or smell them. My mom's wound? On her left foot. My life is somewhat poopey at times.

The Man and I joined our city's fitness center and my hope is that since we both joined he will be my inspiration to actually go and you know do fitness "stuff". The Man is shooting for three times a week. I am just excited because even if we only go once a week that is once more than we had been going:-)

The house is looking awful and I have no motivation to clean. Story of my life! I am excited that I got all new cleaning products this week. I like the Method brand from Tarjay and we got everything that they carry. It smells yummy and it doesn't cause my asthma to go all wonky. Maybe I will get a huge inspiration and actually clean sometime today.

Hugs my loves,

Its been an odd week

This week seriously felt like two weeks were jammed into one regular week.

Oh the work front:
I have to write child evaluations for each of my kids. This report is given to the prospective adoptive parent to read so they can get a bigger picture of what type of environment the child came from, it includes the birth family history and the reasons why the child entered foster care in the first place. This week I worked on one report for the entire week. It took me that long because the descriptions of the abuse that her four siblings went through was too much for me to focus on for more than an hour or so at a time. Seriously, I couldn't just sit down and write because I found myself getting upset just reading it. The youngest child was less than one when she was removed and there were signs of sexual and physical abuse on her and I don't even want to discuss the three older boys.

On the dream front:
I had two dreams that I remembered this week. Don't worry this won't turn into my dream journal or anything crazy like that:-) But they were nice dreams.
A bit of a background story for this dream: Oatmeally lived in a house that was held together with spit, bubblegum and duct tape. Seriously it was falling apart around her and the boys. It needed a new roof and poor Oatmeally thought that if she got a bunch of our friends together that we could replace it. Hmmm lets just think about this for a minute shall we? I am terrified of heights and none of us are really what you would call "handy". So thankfully this idea was never played out in real life. Anyway the dream....
Neil was fixing the roof on the old house which was somehow on her new house. He was tan and happy. He was on the ladder smoking and mumbling under his breath because Tina and I kept handing him the wrong tools. I woke up feeling content that he was where he should be and he was at peace.

Second dream....
I was at Scrapbook Girls parent's house and her mom was laughing and talking. But she didn't look like I knew her. She looked younger like Scrapbook Girls age. Scrapbook Girl, her sister and brother were there and her dad was cooking. A bunch of our friends were there too. She was laughing with her kids about some little dog that kept running away. It was a sunny day and it just felt like everyone was happy and life was good. I woke up feeling happy that morning too.

On the house front:
Dear God we have four cats!

I really hope this week is just a normal week:-)

Hugs

Old friends

I went to a small Catholic grade school from K-8th grade. For the most part it was the same group of kids all nine years. Oh sure there were additions and some subtractions but for the most part it was the same group. I had the same best friend all nine years and we are still great friends. We met the second day of school when she tried to kill me with a pair of blunt scissors. I, in my understated way, fell to the ground clutching my chest moaning that I was dying and for the love of G-d call the pope or my mom. She leaned down and said "Hi, I am dinky nose (childhood nickname) you want to play?" I stood up, fixed my skirt ( the duchess ALWAYS wore a skirt or dress to school) and we were off. Each year we started off sitting in the same row ( her last name started with a "F" and mine a "G") by the end of the first week we were on opposite ends of the classroom. In the first seat of the row since we both wore glasses but we were a legend by the 5th grade. Teachers would warn each other about the fact that we were best friends and talkative and trouble never seemed to have a hard time finding us. Nothing major, our records did not have to be sealed but well she liked to watch MacGuyver (nope can't spell) and she thought that we could make a bomb with common household supplies. I, on the other hand, read mysteries and I may have thought we had Nazi spies at school or maybe a nun was an alien. You know harmless stuff. Anyway all of the girls in our grade hung out together. There were countless sleep overs, four of us went to summer camp one year and many a Friday night was spent at the movies or the roller rink. Why yes I am old enough to remember actual roller skates:-) In seventh grade one of the girls moved away. Now to 7th graders 15 minutes by car might as well be light years away since none of us could drive. Well Dinky thought she could but legally we couldn't so we didn't:-) We lost touch with her during high school.

Dinky and I went to the same high school and we kind of drifted apart. We were still friends but not best friends. Actually quite of few of the grade school friends went to the same high school but different interests drew us to different crowds and clubs. But old friendships never die. We reconnected in college. Separate colleges but still we talked or sent letters while I was away for that year. She got married and I was there. She got divorced and I was there. I dated really odd people and she was there. I got married and she was there dancing away at the reception and I hugged her tight when she came to see me before I walked down that aisle. Another old friend was there at the Church. Joey was the one that was always ready early at camp because she didn't want to miss breakfast. Dinky and I could care less and we just wanted to sleep.

I just had dinner with Dinky, Joey and Ann. Ann is the one who moved in 7th grade. She is just one of the sweetest people I know. Two of us are married, two divorced, one has kids (adorable boys), one doesn't want kids, one desperately does, one does but isn't sure if that is in the cards. Sitting there the years since grade school (graduated 8th grade in 87) just melted away. It was night filled with laughter and sharing stories. Lots of wine was drunk and spilled (some things never change) and good food was shared and it was an awesome night.

Old friends are the best.

Its been a day people

We got central AC a couple of months ago and we had them set up the meter that allows the Electric people to turn it off. The Electric company needs to actually install the meter so I had to call them today. The guy was really nice but he needed The Man's last four digits of his SS#. I explained that I was his wife and it was ok for me to set up this appointment. Nope I needed the digits. I could tell him The Man's work number, mother's maiden name, his best friends name, mole placement, food dislikes, the name of the cat that he loved more than life itself, the fact that he remembers eating toast with his Grandma while watching Sesame Street while his parents went to church and that he really dislikes sitcoms but no I needed those darn four numbers.

Figures that The Man emailed the needed information 2 seconds after I had to hang up.

UGH I curse the Electric Company and their silly rules they have to protect their customers!!!

Thats all I have for today loves

Rainy days

I think I am done with this semester. Unfortunately the semester is not done with me.
I think its ends at the end of this month and then there will be much dancing in the streets and possibly a drink or ten.
I also have 2 weddings to look forward too (August and September) whoo hoo!!

Happy Birthday Suz!!!


I just realized that my new purse looks like my wedding dishes. How very odd:-P

Just working

I had to quit my job in January. I JUST now unpacked my last box. You wanna know why? I couldn't handle it emotionally. Yeah I know that is sad but I really loved my kids and I had a lot of friends there. The situation just sucked. So anyway I have the last box unpacked and now the office is slowly looking good.

The office is my project and its never going to end.

I also found $3.00 in change so now I feel rich:-)

What are you doing this fine Monday

The Weekend

So this weekend was a busy one. Saturday we went to my friend's concert to raise money for people who have suffered a severe brain injury. Then we went to a fundraiser for the 3-Day Breast Cancer Walk. It was a fun time other than me crashing on the way home. We had a lot of wine and laughter so it was a good evening.

On Sunday we went to a pancake breakfast at Church then Mass then Target. We dropped off The Man and mom and I went grocery shopping. We came home and relaxed for a bit and had some snackies and I putter around the homestead. I made a fried chicken dinner and it was actually very good:-)

I also worked on my Scrapbook room. It was a quick overhaul of a small space but it works for me:-)







Then Blondie, Fixitman and Pookey came over for some strawberry shortcake. Pookie was unclear on the whole concept and she only wanted the strawberry's and no CoolWhip or Angel food cake. OY children:-P Loki was having some bathroom issues that angered The Man but today he seems to be doing ok. Good I can't handle two sick animals.

More later in the week.
Hugs

Internship

I started my practicum this week. So far so good. I got to sit in on training for marriage, couple and family training. I have no desire to do couples therapy. That has never interested me in the slightest. Maybe because I am child of divorce but being in the middle of two people arguing is just a little too close to home ya know? Yep

Mother's Day was fun despite the poopy rain. The Man and Ohio Pops cooked out in the garage. Ohio Momma and I went to Joannes to pick out drapery fabric and we agreed on a paint color. The Man is very indecisive so I picked out a color that would be too dark so Ohio Momma picked out a shade lighter and it worked.

I can't wait we are getting a new furnance and AC next Friday!! yay for The Duchess and The Man:-)

Goodbye to 34 Hello to 35.

So my birthday was Monday. On Tuesday I got an sinus infection so that is why this post is 4 days late. My 34th year was one of the best years* that I have had on this planet. I married my soul mate and we had an awesome wedding surrounded by our friends and family. I had two awesome wedding showers and when push came to shove I knew who I could count on. It was a rocky time for some relationships but in the end friends and family came through for me and I for them.

The Man was the rock that I leaned on and drew strength from when things got crazy. The Cousin and I had a bit of time this year but we came out just fine and she is still my biggest supporter and biggest critic and when things got hairy the Thursday before the wedding she was there making things right for me:-) Oatmeally was once again the voice of reason and God was having a good day when He arranged our meeting in World History because honestly I can't remember anything from the actual class. My personal support posse was there cheering me on and arranging hair appointments and trying on a zillion dresses with not too many complaints. I have a whole new family and they are just as crazy as my original family so its all good.

I am still in school but the end is in sight. I have a good part time job that may turn into a full time job if necessary after I graduate. All in all I can't complain about 34. Hey I even got a new car with AC!

Now I can't wait to see what this year will bring for me and my little family.

* I thought 18 was good too.

The Good, The bad, The freaking confusing

Hi,

I need to rant and possibly rave. I am tired so we may skip that part until another day:-)

I am in a two week training session for my job. This is very important training because my job somewhat depends on my getting that certificate. Now you know I am also in school, right?

I have to miss two weeks of class. Now I missed two weeks of class because of being sick. I have to miss two more classes for this important training. there are two parts of this training broken up into two week sessions. In case I am not being clear I am going to miss 6 weeks of classes.

I emailed my professor about missing those classes. She understands that I have NO choice in missing these classes however she can not pass me with missing that many classes. So she is giving me incompletes instead of the"F"s that she could give me. Which is nice of her. HOWEVER I still have to attend the classes this semester in addition to taking the classes again in Winter 2008. If I choose not to attend then she will withdrawal her offer of giving me the "I" s and she will give me the "F"s.

Yeah makes no sense eh?

I am grateful that she is giving me the option of getting the "I"s but my life would be so much easier if I could just not go to class since I have to take them over anyway.

Oh yeah I forgot now I have to take 4 classes in winter 2008. Now how in the hell I am going to work full time, take four classes and make my marriage strong and not go crazy?? So now I will have to look for a part time job until I graduate to allow myself to complete the classes and the internship and be able to build my marriage. Yeah fun times people:-D

So The Man and I are talking about our options. He knows that my earning potential increases with a Masters and he knows that I really want it so he is OK with me going down to part time somewhere and completing my education because he knows it won't be forever.

Now to add even more fun. What if I get pregnant soon after we start trying?? We have been talking about that too. I am not good with unclear boundaries. Abstract thought and planning drives me batty. I wanted to start trying IMMEDIATELY like our wedding night. However my boy is nothing if not logical. We have never lived together so that is going to be a HUGE adjustment and being a couple is one thing but being HUSBAND and WIFE is quite another. So he thinks we should wait a bit. A bit? My mind does not compute "a bit". I need a time frame. So I suggested six months so I think we will start trying in six months which is April 2008. Moving on...what if I have trouble getting pregnant?!? Feeling bad for The Man yet? Yeah that is another big concern for me. A lot of my friends and co-workers are having problems with getting pregnant and one friend's marriage was destroyed in part because of her issues with fertility. The Man understands that I have control issues and trouble letting go and just letting things work out for themselves so he told me that I can panic six months after we start trying.

My mind is a very busy place sometimes.

Monday Blah

What the heck was up with the weather this morning? It took me almost an hour and half to get downtown today. I also had to pay eight bucks for parking. Eight bucks a day for two weeks is a lot of moolah. See not so bad at math eh? I am going to have to miss two weeks of classes because of this yappy training. Oh the joy continues.

Mom also has bronchitis. Allie Cat is sneezing too.

See I do share the love:-)

Hey I was IMing the cousin last week and it was taking forever for her to respond and I was wondering why. Then the light came on.

She works at a newspaper

She is the SPORTS editor

It is March

There are basketball games

because its

MARCH MADNESS!!

I swear the only reason I keep up on sports to a small degree is because I need to know what is going on with her life.

Love you