And here I find myself again. With so much to type with no ambition to relive it.
Jack is good. He threw up yesterday and that worries me, but he hasn't again.
G is great. He has a bug, but is in good spirits, which is more than I would be if I had turned 15 and my "father" didn't so much as send a card. My insides feel like they are going to come right out of my mouth when I think about it. I'm so angry, not just at him but at my own phantom parent.
G is at the point where he can't even stand to hear a southern accent. He says that it sounds like the person is stupid.
I'm too menstrally to continue this conversation.
I wish that I could spend more time with my sisters. The straight one and the queer one!!!!!
What's funny is that Cara and I went to see Dave and someone commented on my shirt that said "I need supervision" and then the other guy said that we were gay. How great!!!!!!
Repeat after me....you love who you love.

My friend Katy has been HOUNDING Chris to marry me. She even put a jewelry cataloge on his desk at work with certain rings circled. She is such a goof...but it's saving me the hassel. She just got married and is looking to relive it...I think. We just need a roof much more than we need a ring. Really!
Slowly but steadily, I've been cleaning all the old out and not replacing it with new. I'm so much happier when things are simple. Very simple very easy, as Chef Tell would say.

I have to work.
Ick.

Ashley has become an adult. It's all because so much is going on that you can't focus. Holidays, being at 60 Balsam, Peace Corps....shall I continue?

Jaimy and Joey are moving to California in January. I really want to throw a big hissy fit because I don't want them to go...but I won't because they need our support. For Christmas I want plane tix to Cali!

I am tired, cranky and want to go home to bed. My stomach has been icky and I'm hungry but I'm not.

Sorry....I'm lucky.

I sent out all my positive energy to Ashley today. It goes to her for whatever she wants....just not Africa.

My life has changed pretty dramatically in the past several months. I feel so very fortunate that I have what I have. My son is so much better without the influence of his father. He is actually humanistic, as opposed to animalistic like his father. He cares about things, people etc. He enjoys the company of us! and looks forward to seeing/visiting family members. He emails granpa jerry and has a great sense of humor.

He is my son again. He is Chris's son as well. He has even mentioned that when Chris and I get married (ho hum sigh) that he would like his name to be changed as well. Extrordinary, no?

Cara will get better.
Ashley will get into the Peace Corps, if that's what she wants.
And I will get married....some day....some time....whatever.

End

Arggggggggggggggg Ashley....happy birthday to ya matey.....so, yur 21 now.....there will be no drinkin' and partyin' for ya.....but of course yar allowed ta.....

That's it for tying in pirate....

Nothing new for me. G has started the guitar in school and is lovin' it....almost too much. He now has an acoustic and an electric. He prefers the acoustic.

Still not smoking. I want to, but I won't.

End.

It's day 8 and I feel great.

I only really only crave a smokey after I eat.

Lucy is doing really great! She sleeps thru the night and only pees on the kitchen floor is she is being ignored.

Jr. passed summer school with 2 B's!!!! Yipee!!!

He is officially a high schooler. Holy poo. I'm the mother of a high schooler. I just felt a grey hair pop out. I feel ancient.

But I'll look younger cuz I quit the smokin'

Dad said that he got taller too......(giggle)

You know what? I gotta go.

end k

Thank you Cara for that wonderfully unforgettable tune....it won't leave my brain. But her story is that of many. Both hilarious and sad.

So I'm still feeling pretty indifferent about smoking. Chantix good. Although, I'm constantly craving pasta and I have the most incredibly odd dreams. I wake up and wonder what I had smoked the night before!

Lucy is doing great. Dillan had his pre-op appt. last week and the hoo-hoos are going bye-bye very soon.
This is why: in the morning, boys go out front, Lucy goes out back. Then Lucy goes back to bed while the boys are eating and going out again. Lucy eats, goes out back and all three go into the bedroom, the boys in their area and Lucy in her crate. Everyone gets ready, boys go out front one more time and Lucy goes out back. Humans leave, dogs stay. All of this occurs because Dillan has viciously attacked Jack due to his hormones. He's way too testosteroney! Jack just doesn't care, but defends himself when Dillan attacks!!!! So the reverse happens at night, the main difference is that Lucy spends the evening in the kitchen with me while the boys, all 4 of them, roam around. I've been cooking more.....blah blah blah.
Nutshell report; boy dogs and girl dogs that have all their parts shouldn't be together. No matter what the age.

I'm going to have to work now. Yuck.

Right now I am very irritated.....at nothing and at everything.
Yet, overall, I am pretty indifferent to smoking. Chris won't smoke in front of me and I really only crave them when I get really pissed....not that often.

CONGRATULATIONS SETH!!!!!!
CONGRATULATIONS ASHLEY!!!!!!!
And believe it or not, Lucy sleeps thru the night!!! The first night she was sick all night due to a virus, but since then has been great.

Everyone needs to visit before she gets too big...Dillan is getting sniped very soon....he's become somewhat aggressive and needs to have his testosterone reduced. Therefore, bye bye balls.

It's hot, I'm still a bit irritated and if I go on much more, I'll get even more pissy.

See ya sista's soon!!!

Well....here goes.

I started Chantix today. It made me feel a bit loopy for awhile, but I enjoyed it.
August 1st is my quit date.
If it's working for dear ol' Dad, it'll certainly work for me.

Lucy is coming home this weekend. I'm not ready, those past 8 weeks buzzed by so quickly. But as you can see from the pics I sent you, she seems to enjoy her daddy.

Chris's cousin and his wife had a baby girl on Saturday. Her name is Ashley Lynn and she is beautiful. I got to hold her last night and when I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the sliding glass door, I actually freaked out a bit. My babyin' days are soooooooooooooooo over.

I'm actually into Friday now.....I never finished this yesterday.

Georgie asked to go visit his dad for 5 days at the end of summer school. I say hell no. We haven't talked about it yet, but he's not gonna be too thrilled with us when we do....he actually hasn't talked to his dad in quite some time...although he said that he was going to call him today.

Now, his father claimed to be starting counseling with his wife on the 25th of this month. I'm betting that he didn't. He has no follow-thru. He has no brain, he has nothing. AND...I haven't seen child support since May. Yes, I'm keeping track of it.

Any way....I'm done.

Exhausted. Utterly pooped.

I had a great weekend....we went to a quasi high school reunion Saturday afternoon and had a great time. Although, I found myself scanning the crowd so that if I saw someone I didn't want to I could slither away into the woods. I did not slither.

Sunday, we took a man named Thorston, pronounced Torston, to a Pawsox game. Thorston is from Germany and is here working with Chris at Toray until Thursday. He comes over here about 2 times a year and is a bucket of fun.
Georgie loves him...they spent most of the afternoon exchanging quirky stories...I just had to remind the boy to slow down while talking....

I have a sun burn on the front of me. We sat on the "berm" at the stadium on blankets. The breeze was fantastic yet the sun so strong.

I am tomato like.

Don't tell Gram.

Lucy is coming home soon...I must prepare....but I'm tired.

End.

Rain, Rain, Rain down on me.....can you tell that I'm thinking about Dave? Well, since I sold the tix, I'm sad. But whatever. I must not shun my parental obligations.

This is my office.......someone went on line and found a sound board with way too many fart sounds. I haven't laughed this hard in so long...I may just fart!!!!!

Go ahead....go online to find the sound board....you know you want to.