Sunday was just a shiver of a day...
Good morning. This is me. Sweetie Pie is still in bed for the moment. It’s about 7:45 am. We just got our first cup of coffee …
Whoops now it is closer to 9:30. We’ve been up with Sweetie Pie for a while. He was up just a moment after we had written that first statement … and then you know how it goes … we went and jumped in bed while he was in the bathroom … and then he came back and there was some massaging and giggling … *Sigh* Then we got up to watch his Sunday Morning CBS News Show. I have to admit I like that one like him. It’s a nice gentle show. But, I don’t want to continue watching TV after that … I want to get back to music … and today we went back to listening to James Taylor and the like. My favorite has been a blues song he does called steamroller. I played it for Rich, but I don’t think he liked the blues. Oh oh … he said he just took an on-line stress test and he only connected on about 40% of the items, but they were listing him as high stress … YEEKS! Gofigure!
He needs to chill out with some blues maybe? Umm, maybe not these … we’re now listening again to bell bottom blues by Derek & the dominos. Don’t know that.
Yeeks now it is the next morning … better post this and get on with the next day …
we kinda lost out on the writing day … fretting cuz we got only two more days left … but … Sunday is definitely gone
A musical rest with see-through marshmallows
Good morning. It’s about 9:15 am now … it seems that we’re miles away from seeing early morning writing … well now 9:30 am. We’ve fixed our feet up … first we took a shower and used the new massager that Rich got us … it has a foot pumice-like attachment and then we put on the special crème from the doctor. We heard the one-sided conversation of Rich and his son while we were finishing up and putting on our socks. He had turned on his shower and was getting ready to go to the bank. I hope that his water didn’t get cold in the meantime.
I won’t say much because it isn’t my business, but I don’t like the sense I get of someone trying to pressure Rich – that’s what it feels like … to be fair I think the kid is feeling pressure to be taking care of his mother and the house, but he’s the one putting himself in that awkward position if he’s going to be getting married and living in the house for free – and then to be “telling” his father how to carry on the business of fixing it or whatever. Ok, enough said … I could be way off-base … Rich and us didn’t discuss it. I washed my hands, checked his cheeks on the way past and we’ve both carried on. I thought Rich took a firm, but respectful position. I think it’s a difficult situation all around, but Rich seems to have the upper grasp on all members of the family – including his wife. Have to give him credit for that … I give him respect for not being a mean person.
We’re listening to Celine Dion again this morning and I think Sweetie’s almost out of the shower … he wants to get to the bank because he’s worried about overdrawing something … I think others have access to the bank account. How he works it … God only knows. He’s talking about making money now with the ball games to put aside for fishing so I think that gives
AHA! Sweeties done and dressed … we umm guided him through it. And, somewhere in there we exchanged a few smooches … GO TEAM!!
He’s getting ready for the bank now and I’ve been tucked back behind the computer. It’s almost 10 am. Not getting very far with the writing. But, that seems to be the thing with Sweetie … we work around his schedule. The writing fills in the rest of the time.
We’re not sure what we’re going to write about yet. Maybe a quick summary of yesterday? I don’t think we wrote very much. It took us the majority of the afternoon going over the better half of December gathering the material we wanted to include in the OH blog. We need to leave a mental marker not to get so far behind again. Not quite sure how that all works. But, we know that at least we keep up on the AMW blog – so there’s that safety. But, the bottom line is that we got all our cross-over’s done – oh there goes Rich … he says he’ll be back in about an hour and a half … so maybe about 11:30 am. Ok, marking time.
I’m not real happy about the system of archiving in the OH blogs, but at least there is a system. You would have to be pretty dedicated to actually find something in there, because there is no way of knowing how many page “backs” there are except to go back one set at a time and that is time consuming and the page backs are not obvious because they are put between the bottom of that group of entries and the last entry on “My Story” at the bottom of the page. *Sigh* It is there for the record and that is the good part. Under the archive it states a beginning by the month, such as December 2007 and November 2007.
I don’t think most people I’ve run across in either the AMW or the OH blogs use them as I do. Most aren’t very long and most aren’t on a close to every day deal. Not saying one is better than the other … Just that it is part of our nature to be more the writer. Sometimes when I look at our writing it seems very immature and we have to say that it is ok, because we are a multiple and the age regressions are sure to show there too. Sometimes I think we write things that are smart, but more often we seem to take on a silly air about us. We gotta let that go, because if that’s where we are in our writing then that has to be ok. We try to keep the majority of the parts that come over to this blog about eating and exercise or about our experiences with the room, but it is inevitable that some of the other stories come too. We like to think of that as background. Clever, hmm? Hehehe another way of looking at that is that sometimes we’re a little lazy. It just kinda merges together.
We’re ok, you’re ok? Wow! That’s almost like psychology 70-80’s stuff Eric Berne’s, remember? Transactional Analysis? Hehehe ok, we’re dating ourselves a bit. We did want to say something about that and a little experience we had yesterday in the room. It was kinda awkward.
We mentioned previously that we spend a lot of room time “lurking.” Sometimes we don’t feel we fit in proper, sometimes we’re just trying to understand, but one of the regulars we like a lot came close to it the other day where it hadn’t occurred to us before. Somehow the word “Analytical” came out and she penned it on us. Was like Yikes! Is that showing?!?? We got some kind of cryptically encoded message from her to say yes it was … shoot … sorry about that. I think that one other guy the main watch dog one has really noticed it too and whose to say how many more … maybe the main room holder, and a few others – at least those who bother to think of such things.
But, then there was a part of all that that led to some awkwardness. I’m not sure how, but somehow a statement was made maybe by us that I thought that everyone had a story worth telling and that thought got challenged. I defended my point – but, that person was like coming from a point of depression and he or she was supported by another and then it was like they were saying like who are you a philosopher and someone was bringing up names of philosophers and I said I was more into psychology than philosophy and at that I enjoyed writing more than anything. I think that’s about when the one came at me about being analytical.
See that’s the point … it hit me again that these people were seeing through me to my oddness … and I was getting a feeling that I was unwelcome. But, that might be my own personal self-esteem problems. I think the one who’d offered her own analysis was commenting because someone new had commented on there being or not being any alpha dogs or something on that order. We commented back on us thinking that seemed to be more aggressive an orientation and that we thought some of the males more protective than aggressive … that’s what we got leveled for being analytical for. It was a quick check to us for sure. We pulled way back.
So after 2-3 hours of time in the room that was the most important part. I had thought this person might have thought we were ok, and maybe she still does, but I don’t know how people think of me. I know that getting into a conversation on something even hinting at philosophy, psychology, or writing seems to have been overdoing it. I don’t think any of those subjects are too difficult for this group, but by calling them that it seemed too exclusive for their tastes. As if counting all the carbs and proteins and understanding the affects of the surgery weren’t just as difficult of topics.
So, that is again the majority of the evening … everything else was relatively calm. I just listened. I think I may have talked a little more this time, but now don’t remember who we were talking with. Maybe just little stuff. At the end there was another lady who had the position of a QMRP as I had, but had held it 25 years before I had … that put her much higher on the food chain than us … she was now a healthcare consultant. Pretty sure that equated to making “bigger bucks” hehehe.
That was about it … Lot’s more people, but just getting to know more – lot’s of intro’s – not paying as much attention to the big guys – just tired really and falling asleep to the wine.
We had a little bad moment with Rich in that we were thinking that we’d like to be moving toward a little wooHOOing with him under the covers. We are having trouble again with the remembering when was the last time … we sent him an article telling him 12 great reasons why to have sex. He said something about a couple times already this week. We just can’t remember and it always seems like forever. He said that we’d see how the day goes and maybe he could give me a little tap on my shoulder later on in the day. We were concerned with when … so pushed come to shoved … he agreed that at 12:10 pm, we could re-evaluate the situation. Hehehe He’s such a smooch! God bless him and the middle-bunny that has to please so many multiple-parts!
Ok, ok … that’s enough of that for the middle of the morning, especially since he’s not even here! Hmpf! That’s not even fair! So, just you go turn another corner, please!?
Grrrr…
Ok, ok … so how’s the weather?
Hmm I think it still be fun to go to the zoo when it’s snowing, but Rich might think it better on Sunday when its warmest. We will get this to him right away
Ok, that’s done … Not tonight though … this takes time to develop … we need to be doing something special for NY eve. I’m guessing that it’s going to be pretty crowded NY eve down at the lake and that it will be pretty cold. But, the fireworks must be spectacular. I would definitely have to take a nap. In the past I think its been hard not to have Rich here, but we’ve learned to sleep it off until the noise wakes up the animals. We’ll have to talk to Rich and see how he wants to spend his holiday. Long time since we had special popcorn, pots and pans! My only plan is that I get my special smoooooch of the year! WooHOOO!!!
I’m going to want to make the most of my last and first sex’ of the year too … yup yup lots to be doing now towards this New Year.
Umm, okkkk … your like back there again, hmm?
Oh, sorry. I didn’t notice.
Uh huh.
Sheesh… Get a life!
I heard that!
SHHHH you!
Ahem….
Anyway … we were saying … anything will do here. It’s about 11 am and we’ve got a kitty laying with us. I think it’s Missy … she’s laying in that direction at least. My mind is as vacant as she’s been this whole vacation. Didn’t take too long to get here either. Maybe that’s been one of the goals – to empty her – ya know, like Yoga! Ommmmm Ok, ok just teasin … WTF why’s everyone so tense around here … I told you we should have more sex! I know, I know … we’re not talking about it … oh yeah like way back what was it now 2-3 days … maybe less … your all more sex craved then me! HA! Ok, leaving that flame ball alone …
Soooo …
You know that commercial where you suddenly need to get way the hell away? That’s about me right now. Shhh, I know, I know… Change of subject
I’m not going to talk about work. REFUSE. OK HERE ME REFUSE!!!
Good so, we’re done with that. Rich done? Let’s see … he played cards – didn’t win us our fortune. Yup yup done with that. Boys? Sent Maury note for the zoo. About done there then. No more money to take anyone out … they need a break from us … there is always a place for them to go on NY Eve. It’s a kids’ celebration. Hmm, kitty got up … she didn’t like all the typing … well who’s to blame her? Tsch, tsch…
Think there is something new with Rich’s son … I guess now he is – the youngest one is going back a class or two at a time paid for by his bank – that’s a pretty good idea and to his pace I think … it will push him to do the grades, because I think they only pay for the better. Hehehe I heard Rich mention grandchildren in the conversation today. I know he’s not fooled with that conversation – no not us!
Hehehe well, I don’t know if that’s what Chris is saying, but most kids do and it happens anyway … we’ll see. I think Rich wants grandchildren … just in time.
Everything in time. I think he’s still hoping that his older two will come home and help take care of the wife, but I wish he wouldn’t feel so responsible for her. She really has to claim some of that. I think something was said the last week or two of her being unhappy about everything, but the Beetles band. That’s a tough position to take. But, if she’s seeing someone now maybe that will help. In that regard, I can see why Rich is sticking it out more now … and to that I say God Bless.
Next. Nothing from my mother’s side yet. I’m surprised she hasn’t checked her email … I thought she had gotten a new computer. But, maybe she is busy with whatever happens around her place at Christmas time. I think they had a little harder time, because it was the first year without John’s oldest daughter. I can’t trust my mother that my Grandmother is doing well either. It is their’ll strange code to say everyone is doing well to the day they die. No one tells the truth, as if people aren’t supposed to struggle in life.
Who knows where the siblings are … If I heard from my mother I should ask, but not really interested more than for gossips sake. Not worth that much … I think it would hurt more to know than to not. It seems as if my silence toward them shows at least my disdain. I’ve never liked being “treated” by them as sickly, or below them in health, wealth or spiritual standards. Never will. Fuck that dumb shit.
Ok, enough said there. I guess we have unresolved anger issues … No need to go there.
AHA! Rich is home now … and he was right on schedule. He beat the clock by 10 minutes. He’s put in a load of clothes, gotten his bills put together, and taken a call from one of his buddies. Now we’ve gotten some James Taylor music per his request of my request of his request hehehe and the like going and we should enjoy a nice quiet afternoon. He brought up my bills, but I’m not saying we’re ready to go there. I think we’re more apt to do them … umm later. Pretty soon, he’ll be suggesting that we have lunch … I don’t know if he has any more mustard or horseradish though. We could have our liquid lunch because he might want to do a regular dinner. I don’t remember having him here for two meals in a row for a long time. Not a very long time. I am thinking that he’s going to want to go somewhere. Not because of me, but more because it’s not like him to sit for long.
He’s an on the go type guy. Two chances out of three that he’s going to come up with a need to go to the grocery store before the end of the day – or, he will need to go out for a movie. We’re going to recommend though that we have an evening that’s even more laid back – just him reading and/or maybe umm LOVEMAKING … HMMM!???
Hmm, why can’t we plan that? We used to make ourselves more available … I say we plan dinner and then umm rest on our laurels hehehe … Oh wow. This is going to plan right into our schedule. On both CBS and NBC they are covering the Patriots and Giants football game tonight … I didn’t know they did football on Saturday night … I think I must be dense … Ok, so be it … we’ll watch football at 7 pm that’s always interruptible by you know what … but it’s something that can be planned for … movies? Eh those tend to be watched all the way through. What’s more football then can be watched either in the bedroom OR the living room. Yes, I say that is going to go our direction. AND, there’s no problem if he does want to watch it through … I see no problem with a 2-3 hour massage. Or watch, play, watch - Yup, yup … we’re just like that … we see it’s a good think to thoroughly massage a man back, shoulders, head, buttocks, legs, feet, the wholly schmollys – WooHOO!!! I like the way this is turning out.
Perhaps next … we could do something to like declare an early reading time? Hmm, he finished his book the other night, better check if he has another book. Ok, just checked he has another book. Hmm, and he just scheduled a fishing seminar on January 11th should be over about 6:30 pm – it’s on a Friday … Hmm, I don’t think he’s doing bills too seriously yet. Uhhuh uhhuh … he’s saying now that was part of the mail and he was just going down the list. Like uh huh, uh huh… likely story.
We want him nice and relaxed I think … Lessons here on how to jump the guy!
9 minutes to our 12:10 pm sex talk … HELL NO I haven’t forgotten that! Watching the clock now closely. What else should we prepare. I think we’re going to need another shower … should plan another one about 6:45 pm. Dinner maybe on the table by 6 pm – time for talking … this is good … I’m not sure what’s on the dinner menu … we’ll go through that in a few moments – be part of the action … maybe we’ll be done washing clothes by then – not sure maybe 3-4 loads today, maybe some by tomorrow or right up to 6 maybe we’ll live dangerously. 12:07 pm. We’re getting there. Alicia Bridges – I love the nightlife – this has got to be the good stuff! What’s next … this is our James Taylor mix Oh good Huey Lewis & the News – Do you Believe in Love … I think we’re making headway here. 3:28 … 12:08 this will be a good song to take us in to the talk … I guess it’s like then what’s for dinner because we’re watching the pat’s tonight and foolin around and loving you all over and do you believe in love…
WooHOO … ok, reporting back its 12:22 pm. All is good in the sex department! We’re just back from the washroom and swishyface is down putting a load in the dryer.
Well y’know if everything has to be done to make it just right for y’know what time then so’be it! Are we kosher here? Ok, this then be the plan … Afer sir loverlot finishes putting over the load to the dryer then we’ll meet up in the kitchen for lunch. He’s got what he needs for lunch – the makings for a sandwich … whoops he’s going to the washroom first while we speed away at the typing part … but then there’s liquid lunch for me and solid lunch for him – yes we’re still dieting disregarding the problem with the wine and fiddle faddles last night while he played cards then the plan of going out for dinner fixings – maybe sub sandwiches, then yes talking, then shower 6:45 and you know the rest - Wait eating being done here and yes the 12:10 plan talked through yes worked very well as a crossover to all the above woohoo!!! James Taylor and all Rock!!! Hmm, better get to lunch!
Ok … here … it’s now about 2:30 pm. We’re a little spaced out. We were a LOTTA spaced out. It’s after lunch and we got confused because money got brought up and Rich started going through something with money and it was like please stop you are hurting our ears. He was saying that we have to do it sometime, but we were saying no it was too much. Then he said there was clothes to fold and we asked him if that would help us be less confused and he said yes, but I don’t remember all that happened because there were two warm loads to fold first the white underwear and then the dark underwear. Rich is on the phone with the phone company I think or we could ask him what has to be folded next. And, we know that our purple blanket is in the wash.
We were supposed to be ready by 3 pm, but now it is 3:30 pm. We’re going to try doing it the next time we’re up. But, it is hard. Rich says we’re going to the grocery store and we get to ride the grocery buggy. I like when he takes us out, but it is hard … it’s too easy for us to get confused. Today he left the bedroom before we finished with the dark load and most of it was his socks and underwear.
We knew what drawer it went in – the second one, but we weren’t sure of all the places the colored underwear was stacked. Rich came in and we were just standing there … and we said please help we don’t know where this goes, and we waited, but I don’t think he heard us because he was in getting something to help him with his bill. We figured we’d have to figure it out ourselves. We fit it in in three places. The drawer is pretty narrow and he puts a lot in it. I figured we did pretty good because we could shut the drawer. I’m really glad he lives with us now … things are a lot less confusing with him here. Before we wouldn’t leave the computer at all, because we’d get stuck on stuff.
I gotta think through the next steps. We’re going to the store so we’re going to need jeans and those blue things. We’ve got our socks on already. Our showers been took. We’ll need underthings … shoot I’m going to have to pick a top. Maybe we can wear one of the soft knit shirts today? I don’t think we’re supposed to wear the sweat shirt jacket because we are supposed to keep that fresh for work. I wonder if there is something else we can wear to keep us warm. I’m going to need going in there to check. I know that’s a problem. I don’t really want to go anywhere … I don’t think we have anything and I don’t know if we really need something.
Ok. We’re back now but the confusion is still here. It’s 2:52. Rich doesn’t want to talk because he says he’s focused. He’s done with the phone company and we’re dressed. We have a half an hour before we have to go. I’m thinking that it’s going to be cold out there. We didn’t find a top to go with our stuff except that one, but now that it has the cat hairs off of it I don’t want to wear it. I’m getting nervous. My stomach is upset. It’s kind of being gross right now. If you know what I mean. Why can’t things be more perfect all the time? The music is perfect.
I know some of this stuff, but a lot of it I don’t. I don’t know a lot by James Taylor. We didn’t used to listen to him. But, I guess Rich did.
It’s funny to think of Rich as a kid … but we could think of him lying down in the September grass. No Carly Simon and You’re so vain … I don’t think Rich is vain. I guess I don’t think of much except him … I’d cop to that. He’s like a preoccupation. It’s how I feel if things are ok. I like to take care of him.
Probably a wrong thing to say in this current generation. Maybe I’m lost back a few. Now We’re all alone by Rita Coolidge. I don’t want to do anything now but listen to music and maybe write some … but, there isn’t anything real important to write about … just a few fluffy thoughts floating around like see-through marshmallows.
Just tydying up
Good morning. It’s still pretty much morning. The time is just after 10 am. Rich just left about 15-20 minutes ago. We finished reading our post from yesterday … I think we were pretty spacey yesterday and then we lost from about 2 pm on to being in the room. I think Rich didn’t get home until about when? Maybe 8 pm? When did he get home? Maybe then I remember we took a shower and started the dishwasher before he got here – that’s right he called at 5:45 pm and gave us a two hour warning – that’s right he was coming from his son’s. I think we gave him a massage for about an hour and we talked about not too much from his part. He’s still into that part where nothing much is said about the kids
We told him more about what we figured out about the room. This was a very hard thing for us to figure out. For example, without the trace that we have left here, we couldn’t have figured out that we spent 6 hours there straight. We just knew that we were there for a long time. We told him that the one guy had said that people that just hang back and listen are lurkers. I have the feeling that he does a lot of lurking too. But, I don’t think this has to be a bad thing. I think he’s like a protector in the room. I couldn’t remember which of the three alpha males it was though. I’m going to cheat here now and figure it out. Hold on.
Ok, ok … I’m getting it … the first guy is the one that has his sex life out on a shingle. I think he might be an old military person because he’s talked about people being able to carry guns or killing people by mistake and he’s concerned with honor. He’s also a 12-stepper and has been sober for 26 years. He seems to have the love/hate relationship with the main woman who likes to be grouchy. The second guy is the one who watches Dr. Phil and fishes and is divorced. He now lives in his mother’s basement and she’s upset because of him losing so much weight. The third guy seems to be married currently and may be a little uptight and interacts like a room guardian. He hangs back more and talks much less about sex than the first guy maybe … that has to be tested. He’s a guy whose trust you have to earn and its hard to come by.
Ok, here we are not paying too much attention. It’s almost noon so a couple hours have slipped by. First we got interested in our room thoughts – so we spent time thinking about some of the connections … I think at one point or another we've focused on about 120 people. That helps put it in perspective. Toward the end I got a little dozy, but I woke up and finished the task. Then I figured it was 11:30 am so I should have lunch. I got as far as the washroom. I was just finishing up when I heard the door open … man that’s a scare … but, it turned out to be Rich. I didn’t expect him until somewhere between 4-6 pm tonight. I guess he had a change in schedule since he was behind so he was going to spend his down time here. He is in the washroom now and then will get dressed before going to his early games. Then he will come home for dinner with us, and then he will be going out to a card game tonight with “the guys...” I guess the guys are going to be about 20 people or so. I think he’s really looking forward to that. Whoops there he goes … he’s zooming. I’m thinking should I go or not … I’ve got a poor kitty who was interrupted before and who is now comfortable again. I think BF #1 is going to have to kiss me from the computer this time. Poor kitty happens to like being cuddled with or without BFs existence. HMPF!
Oh oh hear the steps … think the crunch moment is coming soon. I feel imminent danger … Will Robinson Danger, Danger! Oh oh Cough … cat turns head. Pressure … Hear the sounds of dressing buttons and belts … oh oh steps … drawers … we should be in there. Coats
Pshwoo ok, he’s out the door … Cat hung tough and WON! Ya got to root for the little guy some times. Rich said to the cat – watch out you are on my bad list now. I guess Rich left an empty plastic bag on the floor in his bedroom and the cat may or may not have umm wet it … and someone probably wasn’t too happy about that situation. So now we have this little war zone thing happening. Yeeks! But best buddy is gone to his game … lucky cats have some latitude here in my arms, because with Rich’s stripes in a normal game, they woulda been thrown outda the game!
Hmpf! Hmpf!
Sheesh! Ok, now we gotta calm down k? Shhhh! Just it was a little tense here for a moment. Shhhh it’s ok.
Ahh nothing like Karen Carpenter. Haven’t heard her for years … Rainy days and Mondays get me down … I was good and depressed with her for a long time … drat her!
Hmm, we’re just shifting our angst!?? Ok, we can calm down. We’ll go back to what we were thinking about. Which was??
Ok … we reread … we were talking about being in the room … there certainly does seem to be a lot of personalities to figure out. I don’t think we’ve added to our little blog over there for quite a bit … I wonder if we could add anything now. It would have to be small excerpts from our regular blog … that might take too much time in finding them. Hmm, maybe we could skim quickly to get the task over with. I do want to put some changes in there to help us keep up or in case someone wants to know where we are at. Ok, we have some hours now, right? Let's see how far we are behind, k?
Just a day floating past
Good morning … It’s just me. It’s a medium good time for it being a holiday morning. It’s about 8:30 am. Rich left about an hour ago and about an hour before that we got him up and about an hour before that we had gotten him up, but there’d been some snoozing in between. WooHOO VACATION!!
Ok, ok shhh. Let’s calm down got a little over excited … lost track for a second … maybe had something to do with eating turkey soup, writing and turning on Bing Crosby … just a head rush. Ok, so we’re sappy … there’s no surprises here, right? “I’ve got a pocketful of dreams!” Not sure wehre we are here … we were somewhere and now we’re confused again … how did that happen? Let’s start again.
Here we are. It’s now 8:45 am … we’re going to take the morning for nothing beside writing AND maybe starting the dishwasher, but not much else. I don’t think we’re up to much more serious stuff yet. Before we go ANYWHERE though, we want to write about last night … we had the most splendiferous evening!!! The preliminary part was that Sweetie called and about 4:30 pm that we should get showered and dressed to go out … and that we would do dinner and maybe take in some lights … Oh man talk about flood our senses. Of course, because we are us the first thoughts though are that we are going to rebel against everything … no no no we aren’t going! We can’t do it … we’re not going to leave the house … I can’t take a shower, please don’t make me leave the computer. You know that kind of stuff … and believe me we mean it with our very soul. It’s terrible … I don’t know how he puts up with us. We try to stop it as soon as we’re aware of it … I can hear some of our achy thoughts and feelings of resistance – it feels painful just thinking of it. I can hear of saying you can’t make us and stop ordering us around – you can’t just tell us what to do!
Damn … we feel so sorry for him afterward … usually its just moments really, because
as soon as he disconnects someone else is already trying to figure out how to get in the shower fast enough, even though someone else was terribly distraught. Bargains and deals are being made … well if you this, then we that … and I’ll do if you … all kinds of compromises. Tears are wiped away. To every part that swears she’ll never leave the computer are parts that worship the shower and swear they will never leave it. We have parts that specialize in dressing up even if its in something not any fancier than a pair of jeans just because we have such strong complainers when it comes to putting any kind of air against our skin other than flannel.
I guess sweetie decided to stop at the store before he found us at home waiting for him out in the car. I’m not sure all the details of his grocery trip, but I think he figured we might tire fast because there was so much into getting us out. He had dropped a clue about taking us out to the zoo and maybe that he would do some of the wheel chair work … Even though we ended up waiting for him downstairs in the car for 20 minutes we were to afraid to leave the car or too excited or something to go back for our gloves we’d forgotten upstairs. I know too that it is hard for us to go up those stairs twice in one day, especially with an outing. We knew Rich would make sure we had our full share of walking. We waited and waited patiently not daring to think because we were afraid of a lesser mood.
There was only one lesser mood … Rich finally got there … we were waiting in the passenger seat so he just slipped in and he had his coupon book, which we were prepared for, but he spent too much time with it and we started to get hungry because it was taking a while and then I think he took a phone call … he finally hinted that we could do Mexican which was beyond what we knew we should be doing, but we were so hungry, but then he pulled out of the driveway to the right instead of the left and we about went bonkers on him WHERE ARE YOU GOING??!! Thought you wanted to look at lights? ARGH!!!! FOOD!!! Well, pswhoo that mishap was corrected quickly after that there were no more panic attacks, but we had to then calm down him. We were ok, knowing we were going toward the food, but he went through one when we got up to the corner of 47th and East Avenue and had to wait a triple train crossing hehehe … man we’re terrible pre-food-eaters.
Things went mostly ok with dinner. We both spent a bit of time with the menus … I
decided after only getting to the specials page and the first that I would have a
big taco salad … then he came back and said if I would do it he would too. I thought WOW! He would do that for me??! Then I said timidly – how do you feel about getting a cup of black bean cheesy chili with that? He said – we’ll order two. Then he asked me about having a Margarita. I had a hint he might try that because he noted it on the sign as we drove in. I said where do you see that … he pointed the specialties of the house out on the back page. I said Wow! They cost as much as our dinner! I thought if there was any chance for saving our diets it would be having him look at the pocketbook … this might be a good drink, but it was a SEVEN DOLLAR DRINK?!! But, he remained firm … so … who was I to say. What flavor should we try?
So, that’s about how that went … I guess our resolve wasn’t where it should be to be trying a restaurant yet. The salad was much too big and full of other things more than lettuce … I had chicken and the vegetables were cut big plus pretty sure the dressing wasn’t low-calorie, so figured that wasn’t quite the deal since I couldn’t put it down before the entire thing was gone … AND, we had chips before dinner.
Rich left some, but we just weren’t that good. He was trying to be the better example and only charitable by not trying to take the food away … I think we’d both been suffering the consequences of him hiding candy from us over the holidays’. Ok, shhh … let’s not go there.
I don’t think we did too much talking over dinner … just light stuff. Dinner was just a build-up for afterward, because you know what we did afterward? Do you?? We went to the ZOOO!!! It was soooooo soooo fantastic! The temperature was sensational and we were just in the mood. I guess that margarita may have been a good deal hehehe. Rich asked about the other parking so we told him about $2 at the south side – And, we got in on the disabled of course. The south side is closer to the main evens and you don’t have to go down and up the big block long walk way … that’s the big deal. That’s the way we almost always go … It’s pretty cool … he said that for $2 it was worth the deal.
From the very start it was very obvious that there was going to be lights EVERYwhere … all the trees and bushes were covered in lights and there were medium size trees brought in and decorated by different agencies and clubs for the occasion. I think the most impressionable thing was around Roosevelt Fountain … about every 6’ they had a 6’ tree and the trees were covered in at least three different sets of lights. The fountain itself is huge. I think it can hold about 60 trees, but I didn’t count, and at one end of the fountain there was a big fan like NBCs peacock and that’s decorated in lights too and the whole thing is coordinated to a musical sound system with music that can be heard all over the place, but every 20 minutes for a ten minute period it would play Christmas songs – beautiful beautiful Christmas songs. It was soo soo cool. During the last one especially – cuz we’d been out there for a while and our eyes were all mushy and we couldn’t help but to sing along – It was just so beautiful and romantic and wonderful and everything times a hundred thoughsand googleplexes. The lights would just blink and twinkle to the tunes and switch off from red, to white, to color it was just gorgeous and it would light up the silky mirror reflecting from the fountain and you could see people walking around the trees like skating at Rockefeller park in NY. But this was Chicago … and here we were doing it Chicago style.
Oh man it was something! And this wasn’t to discount the animals themselves. We walked around more to the SE so we saw some Bears and Tigers and some cats – oh yeah and we did cross over and catch a couple of elephants and hippos and rhinos and such – we had to go in to the pachyderm house though. They had a display of a sleigh being pulled by some polar bears … people were climbing the bears so they could get their pictures in. We only saw one occasion of kids that were too rowdy – there were a lot of families and couples and such, but felt bad for the ones dressed up too much … there were a lot of families – but, not too much.
Rich has two places he could go on Friday – I’m not sure which one he’ll take. He said if the weather is ok, we could go back to the zoo on Friday … because we didn’t even make it to see the monkeys and penguins – the zoo is just so cool at night times, I wish they’d have it open more open. They must have an entire building or two just to house the lights they use for Christmas … they light thousands of trees and they do the trees in themed colors so there might be white here or green or blue or red … it’s just so nice … I’m going to give Maury a call to see if he knows about it just in case he has time with the girls. If they can do the weather … Rich’s other option is to play cards on Friday with Bob … the thing is there’s supposed to be 5-8 inches of snow Friday morning to evening. I’m sure they have fast ways to clear the snow at the zoo, especially because of all the baby strollers and chairs, so I’m thinking it would be beautiful, just have to see that we’re both wearing hats and mittens. Hmm, do we own a hat? Maybe go with a scarf? We could do that – hehehe. Just so cool. I think it’s open up through New Year’s just not sure of the crowds – thinking it could be pretty busy as a safe place to bring families those days. I had thought on a week day would be our best bet. We’ll see … think Rich is due to be getting out with the guys – even though he says his luck’s been down.
Sure was great though.
It’s almost 10 am now and we’re being extra careful. Chief is worrisome to me. He’ rolled into a ball the opposite direction. Both sets of paws are resting on my hands and his head has been on my right hand. We noticed last night that there is something wrong with his tail … he is missing some hair at the tip of his tail. It doesn’t seem to be itching him, but he doesn’t like – never has – when we pause to exam it either. I checked Missy she is fine. Rich has plans to be doing a double game today and then he is going to pick up Jon and take him home … he will be staying there a couple of hours and then going out to dinner with him before heading home – so we can’t do anything with the kitties today – we’ll have to check with him about tomorrow if it doesn’t get better or if it gets worse. I think we would have to bring Missy in to to make sure they don’t have the same thing. Rich says not to worry about it, but that’s just not practical. It’s something … we just don’t know what it is. Right now we’re at the stage of picking up clues. They’re eating and sleeping habits haven’t changed. Chief always cuddles at this time … nothing new there, right? Ok, shhh … let’s not over worry. Breathe!
Ok, now it’s about 10:30 am. We lost some time … came out eating again. Was eating crackers, but looked at nutrition label and counted a serving of 7, plus one extra.
Just need to stop all that … we’re off the diet … was off with two servings of turkey soup. Ok, that was a snack. Water or coffee only now until noon, k? Then the protein drink and jello … let’s work through it. Need to focus. We lost time on petting Chief. He’s off now to real rest. Sometimes the kitties are just so adorable in their cuddliness that you can’t do anything, but pet them – especially when you are worrying about their help … same as when a kid is hurt or sleeping … they look more vulnerable and needy. I think it must then be like a parental
impulse to step in and adore. *Sigh*
Ok, So where are we … we’re still listening to Bing Crosby and Judy Garland she’s in on this playlist - Like 227 songs between the two, plus some composites the two have made with a few others. I picked up interest in him over the holidays – though I’m over holidays music for the season. There’s so much to listen to … I usually play my music ragged before going on. We’re still not thinking too concretely. Rich had said something about doing something more “real” I think is what he meant without saying it quite like that, but all we wanted to do was to be able to get back to solid writing thoughts … would be nice to work again, but like that more to gradually get toward that by the end of the vacation. Realistically, I don’t want to waste my free time straddled down. I want to feel at peace with myself – I know can’t do that without feeling some advantage of productivity. Just I want to be led by my imagination to just bend with the umm “productive” wind – can we do that?
Ok, that time period wasn’t so good … it’s now 11:45 am. I think we fell asleep at the keyboard and then just now we came out of it with messing around on the keyboard trying to find the right music. We put together a new playlist of music “like Celine” – actually, we let the jukebox plus do it for us … it came up with a huge variety of artists and a lot of songs – 245 of them. It’s got a lot of the popular people in it … I couldn’t figure out how to get a picture on my playlist, but I made it public. I think it’s too low on the popularity list to make it to where it’s viewable. I don’t know exactly how that happens. Because I think everybody only sees the top 100. The names I used as a description were “Like Celine, Whitney Houseon, Mariah Carey, Sarah McLaclan, Boysz to Men, NYYNC, Josh Groban, Phil Colins, Selena, Vanessa Williams, and Cher. Hehehe I know pretty generic main stream, but I’m up for happy sappy love songs.
Ok, really having a good time with the music … and love the songs … they are different than I’ve heard most of them, but are soft and hearable in my range of interest. I need music that is smoother and softer I think … you’d have to check my other parts to get their musical tastes. Like I’m not so sure who’s into Elvis, but someone is … Just takes time to gt to everyone. Ok, I know I know … not important.
Just saying is all. Shhh, I know. It’s just I never heard of Monica and she seems good. Cyndi Lauper I know. I considered rating some of the songs, but that would take too much time and attention for no true purpose … though it might be something Maury consider too. I think he’s the only son of mine that considers music seriously. If I were going to do anything for him I would consider opening an account for him, but I’m sure that he has some other means for listening to music … and as Rich would probably say … my music is spent. I’ve got to get money now to the student loan accounts there really is no money … I have to figure out how that all is going to happen and it might mean reading mail and doing bills … Yeeks … not yet. Maybe Saturday. Yikes that song is loud … we’re having one by Hilary duff.
It’s called So Yesterday. Ok, so we can do louder right … how did she do that … all the rest of them played not so loud. We might have to adjust. Hmm.
Hmm, just listening to the words. Made me think of Candice. I don’t think she is letting go of her relationship so smoothly … something about staying over at his house after he’d gotten another girlfriend and well whatever, but I think she is still in love with him sorta … but, she’s in that after part where everything is confused. Especially because of Christmas … there are so many memories. I think she’s trying to do things like dating and she doesn’t like that whole thing. She doesn’t like that her boyfriend is going out with a young girl (21 years either) – that’s driving her crazy – even though she’s saying she’s not jealous. It’s funny … I know I went through my jealous periods, but after I knew it was over – he was served the papers – I never went back after him. I knew about then of the girlfriend. I figured that it was formerly over … I never fought over him. I just said fine and left … the hard part was over the boys. Remember Dr. Woollcott saying over 10 minute phone calls no good. I remember his mother calling him to do the arguing for him and then eventually closing down those calls. I think there was something in the last call before the bankruptcy of her worrying how to pay the raised cost of water in Marco Island – her third home. I about snapped there. I met her at Maury’s wedding, but haven’t had contact since.
I don’t think I’ve talked to the boys father since then either … I really don’t want to … have no drive to speak to him. Just doesn’t usually cross my mind. I think of him as a mean person. As someone I don’t know, but feel very weary of. I feel like he’s someone that would enjoy hurting me. I don’t think he would ever have my better interests at hand. I wouldn’t trust him in a conversation in the least. I don’t know why I’m thinking of him now. I know the boys are in good connection with him … it’s like fine, but I don’t have to be. They know I am leery of him. I usually don’t ask anything of him except if they have brought him up, I will ask a generic … oh how is your father. They will say something like, oh he’s fine … he’s working on, or he’s hurt his or something … and I’ll say oh ok, but then generally I don’t think I ask much more – I don’t want to know because it makes me feel scared.
Something like I’m feeling now … which is why I’m going to ask for a conversation change, please? Thank you.
Have we talked about sweetie pie lately? Not for very long I think. We’re listening to Savage Garden … why do they call themselves that. I like them. I’ve heard this song before, “I knew I loved You,” but I would have never picked it out because of their name as scary. It’s really fine. By now Rich should just be meeting up with his son, but might have thought of me a smidge if his knees were sore hehehe … funny Rich … we’ll give him some private time. Wow, I like that song too! Now and Forever by Richard Marx … I didn’t know I liked him. But, I like that song, never knowing what it was titled. That’s the nice thing about not remembering things … everything seems to be like a surprise …
Somehow staying close to the music feels like a safety to me … and as I say it I remember now the radio that was at my house growing up. I got it early and I played it quite a bit. I had my favorite radio stations. Like I used to listen to the Casey Cason top countdown. I had the same problem with music then as I do now … I couldn’t remember the words to music – like I couldn’t remember though hearing it over and over again the words to “Away in a manger” or the “Star Spangled Banner,” or for that matter, “The Pledge of Allegiance” even though it was said at the beginning of every school day. I get as far as I pledge allegiance to the United States of America ……… after that everything is gone. It didn’t keep me from thinking I was singing or repeating … just one of those things that was never questioned by parents or school. Made me do terrible with languages where I was supposed to be remembering things. I thought I wasn’t going to be able to go to school because of it, but by then colleges weren’t all requiring a language.
As to the music though being a safety … As I’m listening to it I’m hearing it … it didn’t matter if I couldn’t remember in 30 seconds later … in the present it was sound that was putting me somewhere else in my mind – that was a mental trick that could be emotionally appreciated – probably by most teenagers, but I was definitely in the numbers. I just couldn’t tie most music to the names of who was singing it.
I would have trouble if you put Celine Dion, Mariah Carey, and Selena together in a room. I couldn’t tell you which was which or which voice belonged to which. I know though that I like their songs. Pretty stupid, hmm? Right now because of the Christmas music I was able to pin down that Celine really had a gorgeous voice on a couple of songs. I’ve already forgotten the songs, but would know where to find them. So, while I remember that she’s the one I really liked, I could look up her and people like her and wallah! I’m in luck!! Then I saved it to a playlist. But, I will go then months and months not remembering I have a playlist. Sometimes the system works and sometimes it doesn’t. Today it does. WooHOO!!
Just had a bad memory … not being able to have records as a kid and hearing my uncle fight with my father because he thought John Denver bad – He didn’t want to bring rock star into the house … we certainly didn’t find out about Elvis from home – maybe Grandma Ludford did though she watched Ed Sullivan. Not at our house though.
My father was into John Phillip Sousa and Andy Williams and he had a record with Tijuana Taxi. Other than that we had church music and Christmas carols. Except I listened to music in my room and I had a friend who had a little record player and small records, that seemed pretty amazing to me and it seemed amazing that her mother might know she was listening to those songs. Ok, ok … girls that’s as far as we’re going here, ok? Not sure what got us down this path, but too much!
Smoochy face just called to tell us that we were cute! Hehehe We don’t make beautiful very often, but cute is ok too. He was just reaching his old place where he was going to pick up Jon … so he is running late … its noon now. No, I guess that is on time then? I don’t know. Melissa Etheridge … that be too wild in our old days … shhhhh we weren’t going there, remember?
Oh dear … what’s going on here … it seems we’re freezing up again … took awhile, but just finished the lunch drink. It’s now 1:30 pm. Lost ourselves in the music and fading out … right hand is cold again. We put down the screen with the music.
We’re only on page 7 of our typing – no pictures. I don’t know where we are going again with the writing. I think we napped for part of the time we were gone. Just fell asleep at our chair … we’re wrapped in the blanket that takes care of about 2/3rds of us – not our hands. Thinking fudgesicles here though – well just one. I think we’re afraid to think.
Ok, now … shhh. Let’s try again … you know if you try and don’t succeed – try and try again? That’s got to be us, remember? It’s just that we have to have something to write about … do you think we can go check out the room for a bit? Almost 2 pm and we haven’t been there yet? Maybe someone nice there?
A day after and not getting far...
Good morning … it is still me. It’s about 10:45 am so pretty late into the day … Today is the day after Christmas. It is the day when eventually you should maybe look around and see if there is anything that can be put away, umm later. Oh yeah … sure there is … ok, later. That’s enough.
We had gotten up wayyyyy early … like 2 in the morning. Apparently, that is what we do when we forget to take our medicine. We were up for about an hour before we got ourselves back to bed. Someone left on some loud rock music too. Not sure about that move. When we did wake up poor Rich had his bedroom door shut … that was a first. We turned it down when waking up at a more respectable 7 am. Then we spent the next 3 hours doting on Rich … Yup, yup, yup that’s what we did.
He didn’t talk so much at first … we just ate our yogurt slowly, but for some reason he started talking about what he was doing for business and then it was just happening and we were listening and we were having the bestest time. We’ve done that before where we just hung around Rich while he was working. He is very well organized. We even got to hear him making his cold calls. He is a real worker person … not someone like me who happens to get something done when she feels in the mood. Rich gets something done all the time and someone isn’t telling him to do it. Even the hard stuff!
I think after a while Rich likes us to be there, but he shooed us away before he did the mileage report. I think he said something about getting it done faster if he were quiet. I think before he was explaining to us things that were happening with the business’ that he was calling or his worth theories and such. He’s so cool to listen to. Steady, like the rock of Gibraltar. That’s my guy and I’m just so proud of him. He said today there were just two people – well almost … one guy only lasted about 9 months, but basically, two people who have had his job at the company he’s working at. I think he does great. There is a lot of game playing. He told me this one story that I think happened this week where it seemed someone wanted to pin something on him and he had the paperwork in email form to back himself up and put fair credit back on the source and it was embarrassing, because they were the one’s calling wolf. But, I think that’s the kind of thinking Rich can do. It’s the part of him that makes him a good official … he understands rules.
Just like when we got up to leave the table and slowly reached across to get the reindeer cookies Santa forgot – Rich also reached out his hand and took them first.
He like knows all the rules. Sometimes it is very frustrating though. Specially, if you are thinking those cookies could be put in that “safe” place with the candy bars. Hmpf!
Ok, girls … C’mon … you know … we were going to let that go, remember?
Grrrrrrrrrrr
Shhhhhhhh, that’s enough of that … let’s be responsible, k?
I’d rather be abdominal like the snowman!
Naw weather we are having – he’d probably melt. Let’s get a better grip on this weight then we’ll see, k?
Grumble, grumble …
Isn’t the kitty pretty?
Oh, no you don’t …
Oh sure … you want to look at the kitty.
He sure is pretty, isn’t he
Sure … Let’s talk about something ese ok?
I know, I know how about the room?
Ok, deal! After Rich left for his mothers – I think we wrote for a bit, but I also think we spent quite a bit of time in the room. We’re a bit of time behind in putting something in the food blog … we have to catch it up and feel bad about having to go back, but want some of the old details so that it is complete. Ok, you guys – you can do it! There is time! Ok, ok shhhh – that’s important, but not all, k? I know … just saying. Thank you … we’ll remember.
Anyway as to the room … I think we spent quite a bit of time, but we would have a lot of trouble trying to remember everything at this point. We lose track of time even thinking about what we’re doing in there or the observations being made. There were only a couple new people that I thought were important to note. One was a real nice lady from Virginia named Stephanie. She was visiting family in Indiana. She was in a second relationship and had two boys about 8 and 11. She asked if we wanted to talk in an IM because she noted how quiet we were. I was a little intimidated at first, but she seemed so nice. I’m glad I said ok. I hope we run into her again. Another lady named Court seemed to be a couple years out and she seemed to have a lot of information about the mechanics of protein, pills, and vitamins. She was very patient with a newbie.
We spent more time with Cat too and inadvertently with Scuba guy (WR) and one other … I forget. Everyone was kinda playing and teasin though and we got confused and it seemed like she had made a point in saying she didn’t like her husband or relationship and she’d made a point in saying that my relationship seemed good, so we tried to understand it, but then she put me back in my place by saying that the relationship was private although it was obvious both of the guys had known and had been making reference to it. So that made me feel like an outsider and as if I were on the wrong side of the room. She also said something about her relationship to one of the guys as just being more toward fun and flirtatious, but that some were trying to make more of it … it gave me the impression that people might gather to gossip. I hadn’t even thought of that. But, it would make sense. We apologized and tried to back off. That happened – that we backed off, but it left me feeling uncomfortable and disconnected. Others came and went. I still want to know Cat – and the guys secondarily. But, we’ll wait it out. No need to rush there is time.
I will be learning a lot this week. I just got to keep going back. Some hours though maybe not.
It’s 11:39 am now … we just finished lunch. I dozed off for a big at the keyboard.
I had been holding Missy and she was so warm and comfy. That’s done … we had our liquid diet breakfast, but I messed up because I had a couple packages of raisons and I just read they were like 90 calories per. That’s no good. Otherwise just coffee, yogurt for breakfast and jellow and Optima for lunch. We’ll wait on dinner to see what Rich wants to do … No big deal … am prepared to go liquid too. The shrimp last night was really good as was the cheese and crackers. Unfortunately, it seems that all the weight I had lost is coming back on so we need to refigure that out. Rich is our saving grace with all the sweets of the season. We’ve not gave him an easy time of it I’m afraid. But, that scale is such a reality buster. Damn.
Hmm, Coldplay’s been on all morning that’s my favorite song – Fix You … *Sigh* I think we are done with holiday songs for the year. Need to find some other music with variety – learn about different stuff. This morning just Coldplay. I don’t know much else about where the holiday has gone. We haven’t been doing so much on the writing angle. We got a new calendar … later we might get up and see when we have to go back to work – which day it falls on … hmm, let me see if I could piece it together. Maybe in a week? Oh man that would be so cool to have 7 days left …
Oh sure … really need that kind of serious time off … not sure why, but pretty sure I need it. I have no problem going to work with Rich in the mornings. Not sure if there is an end value there … Just like getting in time with him as long as we’re not bothering him.
We didn’t come supplied with a writing theme … Last year this time, I think we were still concerned about school matters. This year … we’re not even committed to be doing work from work. Later, we’ll get back that … maybe watching Rich could help us get back the discipline we’re missing right now toward work. I think we’ve been really off the last couple of weeks where we don’t do any work more than absolutely necessary like groups. I’m forcing ourselves even now to be thinking of it. I think work needs a certain tolerance. Maybe what I can do is schedule an appointment with Rich to talk over business concerns … I don’t know if he knows what has happened to us. I don’t want to make a big deal of it – just maybe someone should know – though all indications should have been sent that we’ve stepped off a deep end.
About where we lost it … was with the new program of being in the rooms. Writing the evaluations takes extra time … I think that is one thing … going back was a project that could consume extra holiday time and needs to be looked into sooner than later and either completed or written off, but in general, we got intimidated that our first time in the room met with so much problems … poor woman claimed to be bothered by her heart and as is usual – she was threatening to leave. This is the result of being in the rooms. I think it has to happen and I think sister knows I’ve backed up and will have to be pushed forward, but then was her response helpful
to let the DSP confront me. Where’s my protection? Hmm, do I need it, deserve it?
But, how am I to do my job if just entering those rooms causes everyone to question my right and responsibilities. No, it may not be exactly that not sure. Just trying to grasp some inroad here. It was insulting to be called on the carpet in front of staff instead of questioning if the staff had validity. There is no back-up from the authority. No latitude. Ok, girls lets slowdown … let’s come in a different direction.
We have to get back on keel per se.
Is this Christmas!!!
Good morning … it’s just us. Merry Christmas!! It’s that special day and we’re celebrating it in fine style, but it’s already like in the afternoon – 1:30 pm and we’re just sitting down to right. I don’t know how long we’ll go on. We did for the record have one little nap for a half hour, so we’ve got that to our credit.
Someone was waking up Sweetie Pie at 5:45 am this morning to do you know what … It seemed like there was nothing better to be doing on Christmas morning OTHER than to be opening Christmas presents. Apparently, Rich thought so … because after we found his coffee in the machine that’s about what we were doing.
But, before we go there I just want to say we’ve been a little dizzy throughout the day. I think there have been a lot of switches even for us … because every time we turn around something else is happening and now there is this big something or another because Rich hid the candy that we got for people at work somewhere we think in the house that he is referring to as “the bank.” That’s making for some panicky insiders who can’t figure out how to get to “the good stuff.” Rich is sitting calmly on the couch turning pages of the book and we go on just for so long before we’re being switched over to parts thinking of where else he could have hidden it.
It’s not a whole lot, but there are Christmas taffy’s and a bowl of little candy bars. I’m not sure if there is more, maybe. Like we said … it’s like an alcoholic being held inside the house by a wife with a cookie roller. Well Rich is more appealing than that, but the tactic isn’t much more gentle. “I’m just trying to help you.” Ya ya heard that, now where’s the CANDY!
Shhhhh, shhhhh quiet now. We can do this, right? Let’s try harder!
Chief is laying in our arms trying to give ourselves some moral support. He thinks we can do it if we just think of kitty treats. Uh oh … that was a planted thought.
No one got kitty treats and we’re down to one more packet of wet food. Guess that was kind of a necessary trick to be thinking. Yes dear, we’ll pass it on. They don’t know where to go exactly. Rich was given a couple new toys including a foam dart gun … he hasn’t used it against the cats, but that seems to be the intent of the gun … like just you wait … there’ll be a time. He did shoot off a test “rocket.” Yes, the thing crosses even our living room. Check, Check. He got a few toys like a dart game and a yo-yo. He says the games will go to our granddaughters – but they are “boy” games … we told him Joe tested out the dart game and approves. Rich says the yo-yo is his childhood nemesis because he could never do it right – so we gave him permission to bring it to Bob if he couldn’t do it.
That’s only fair … we didn’t know. We told him he could bring Bob the necklaces and rings to share with all his girls, but Rich seemed to think the girls were too grown up … and it was like going out with more than one person was real grown up??!
HMPF! We’re not going down that path again …
Ok, ok … then we’ll keep all the necklaces and rings ourselves … plastic is good enough for me double hmpf! Hmm, better be more careful. Rich & us just went “forever and ever” yesterday under the double green frogs … we’ll have to bury all the hatchets now. We’ll have to spread a lot of “be NICES!” Good Rich! Hehehe
There were so many gifts they were just impossible to remember all of them. Both Rich and us worked hard to stay under the limit … some things I thought he stretched like I got some socks AND a shower massage head with 5 sprayers … AND there was one gift the BIGGEST gift that is a family gift … it is a toaster oven. I know it is not like getting a car or something, but it is OUR first shared gift and it feels very special. We haven’t coordinated it yet. I might work on it when he’s out … at least do it the first time, and then he can see if he wants to put it somewhere else when he gets here? I don’t know. Maybe it should wait until we’ll both together?
Not sure. This being together is sometimes hard. Like if someone should come by and hide your Christmas candy. YEEKS!!!! That’s terrible!
Ok, shhh, shhh…
Hmpf! That’s all I’m saying.
There were other gifts though, right? I think they are having a hard time comparing even butter toffee hard candys next to butterfingers because the former is sugar free you know what I mean? We had stated to our disdain for all the smelling stuff for cleaning ourselves … such as lotions and butters and sprays and spritzes and such. We think that stuff is terrible because we abhor strange smells on us and this year as every year we got a stash of it and you are always left thinking … do I smell that bad? Why do people mess around in the privacy of other people smells … I just don’t get it. It’s so unkind and distasteful. Triple Hmpf. That’s the worst gift to receive. I’m sorry if you’re a person that has given these gifts. They make them specially attractive to give as gifts, but you know I’d rather have a couple twigs taped together with duct tape than to receive lotions I don’t want, but can’t seem to waste either by throwing out. I’ve got a shelve for them in my linen closet – in all assorted colors. PLEASE don’t get them. EVER!
Ok, ladies … that’s just the butterfinger’s talking … you know that don’t you? Just the candy bars. I’m sorry for anyone reading … we’re not in our right mind … you would know that already wouldn’t you. We’re like going through rehab here.
Ok, we’ve had some serious jello … we’re ok, we’re ok again. Breathe. We can do this. Shhhh. Relax girls … we can do this. We need to warm up those hands. Does somebody have a headache? Feels like a tiny one over the right ear to that eye.
Hmm, we don’t get them but what once every year or two … let’s hope that doesn’t develop. Maybe too much pressure for the day.
Maybe stay off presents for a while. Let’s keep it light. Sweetie Pie is in back of us sleeping right now. He had been reading, but he is resting. He never naps for very long and he is soooo cute when he sleeps. He puts his feet up usually on the coffee table then falls back into the pillows with his elbows settling into the lower cushions. It is a very deep couch. Sometimes you can hear little snorey sounds, but most often he is quiet. Today, he has on his stone washed jeans and one of his oldest short sleeved button-downed shirts. It is red and white striped like a candy cane and is as old as the relationship is. I wouldn’t doubt it wasn’t the first shirt he made love to us in. He rarely takes it out anymore, but it seemed like the right thing to do today. He’s just so special.
I sure hope he has been having a good holiday even though its been a quiet one.
Like we had said before … we started off with presents at quarter to six. We opened pretty much his/mine and back and forth all the way. I doubled up his a little bit, but not much and we had some work ones to even the score. It was very, very nice.
Nobody got cranky and it remained a feeling of discovery … so ok, he didn’t get into
the spatulas as much as I did, but then again I already stated my feelings on the “body lotions,” right? Ok, let’s pass on that this time. He was on the couch and he’d helped by putting my office chair on that side of the room so we were both comfortable. He held the plastic bag for the garbage by his legs and we both had piles on either side of us for gifts. There were a lot of them, but again … they were all little and unique to us. Sweet!
After gifts, we went to the kitchen and we watched Rich make omelet’s. WoW! He was masterful! Mine had green pepper, onion, mushroom, and pepperjack cheese, and his had the cheese and some meat. There might have been some usuage of energy hehehe and then I’m not sure … remember Rich had some calls and there was a shower – hmm, remember that all three of Rich’s kids and one of mine called to say Merry Christmas, I left a message with thom, and just touched base with Joe who was at his Grandmother’s. Rich talked to his mother too and confirmed times for today. He’s going over today and is supposed to get there at 4 pm. I guess dinner is at 5 pm.
He plans on leaving before dinner, but then I think he’s going to leave off his car and walk over to Bob’s for a drink before coming home … it’s just a half block or so. Then he will come home and we’ll watch a movie most likely and we’ll get to eat shrimp, cheese and crackers. WooHOOO. I don’t expect him until about 8 pm though. Maybe a little later.
Whoops … he just got up. He was going to shoot one of my kitties! I think that sponge gun went over well. He took a few things with him on his way out … always the practical one. I’m not sure what all I will do when he is gone. I suppose I should check to see if there are any specials on. I don’t think so, because I thought we spot checked yesterday. We had marked off in our mind – no TV. We usually don’t count on writing late in the afternoon or evening, and I’m not sure of the room. Feeling that strange feeling of not knowing what we do. We’re so used to getting home late, and then going to bed if Rich isn’t here.
Christmas Eve and Counting
Good morning … this is me. It’s 6:20 am and it’s Christmas Eve!!! And, my Sweetie is sleepin. He was out way too late last night, but it’s that Santa Elf stuff in the air. I think we talked yesterday about picking up people and shopping and such. I guess his plans aren’t firm about tonight eating out, but I think they are still leaning toward being with the boys and he says he has some shopping to do yet. I’m THINKING … it might be a little shopping for ME! Ok, and Me and me and me! Hehehe we have to group up though. Maybe like four presents.
We talked to Rich again … but, we may be ahead of ourselves. Hehehe Oh man though … it’s like where else is there to jump in??! Our Sweetie came home between one outing and the next and we were just waking up … must have heard him come in in our unconsciousness. We leave our glasses and music on and our mask off so we make sure we hear him come in.
… whoops little break … we just to 20 minutes to calm Missy … usually starts about the same … should be timing it to see if it’s about the same time 6:25 – 6:45 am … she might have thought she was getting Rich and us ready for work. She was very loud and meowy, then let us pet her a little tiny bit from the back of the couch, then finally accepted our invitation that she come to the table … and then she let us pet her a little more there, before she finally accepts the full top of the head/face petting while she’s laid out before us facing right. By this time there’s no thought of a meow though she’s still thinking Chief could appear any moment … It takes 15 minutes getting her to this last stage and she only takes about 5 minutes of the last … But it’s very relaxing for her to get to it … It was about 6:45 am when it ended … let’s see how long it lasts … at least until I go in to Rich’s room I suppose and she thinks she has to go in there with me to get him up – ohhh and there that’s something … she’s in the bathroom now … we’ve seen that pattern before – the one where she’s had maybe a little tummy ache because afterward she goes to the bathroom. Either that or she wants me out of the house to gain her privacy? It’s hard to tell with a woman cat hehehe. I think she is aware we haven’t woke Rich or taken our medicine yet though. Because when I shut her bathroom door she raced us toward that direction *Sigh*
OKKKKK….
My turn, yet??!
Oh yeah … speaking of it being a Monday morning, we obviously don’t have work today, but we’re not waking Rich up. If he got in earlier than 11 pm! Hmpf! Let him get his own “late” butt up HMFP! He said anyway that he has a relaxed schedule today.
Not sure exactly what … I think he is going in for a bit … but, I don’t think it’s for a full day. Hey are we back to PRESENTS again?!!??
We told Rich last night that he could only get a few SMALL presents to fill in the front row.
WooHoo!! We’re back … it’s already 9:15 am or pretty close at least. Still Christmas morning. Sweetie Pie is off for a bit. He says that he’ll be back home about 5 pm, but he’ll probably be late. I think he’s got a lot on his plate. We got a whole day and there’s probably not going to be enough time although we haven’t the faintest Idea about what we’ve got to do. So far – we made sure we saw Sweetie Pie off right … got through the jitters of not getting to chow down on the last of the meatballs – more later, packaged up the clothing that we didn’t have to pay for and we ate breakfast. I think we better open some curtains too and let some day in.
Yes, we’ll go through any extreme to look at the presents We haven’t taken a picture of them yet. We’ll wait until the light gets better. But for now … this is a picture of the gift wrap on our clothing presents – and the last sheet!
Umm – in between these two things – intro and ending are like the 31 pictures/pages of all the stuff we bought/didn’t buy Rich for Christmas. We’re going to put it in a nice Christmassy postcard and send it to him tomorrow morning and he has to look through it sometime tomorrow morning … but, he has to do it slowly … really slowly and take his time and talk to us about the kinds of things we were looking at and talk about it and such … what he likes and what he doesn’t so we get to understanding his desires – well, those other desires!
Ok, ok … so like we couldn’t wait … wait a sec … here are the main pictures – ok, not looking before hand, so they are for like for better or worse, k?
This is our real tree
This is our pretend tree
This is our real presents – but the tiny ones.
The stocking is for all the things we wanted to buy, but promised we wouldn’t spend money on … we figured the stocking was big enough to hold the whole families gifts of this kind.
WOOHOOO!!! Ok, so there you have it!!! So, don’t be saying that’s pitiful, or anything now … K?!?? I told Rich that he had to keep it small like us then some day we could tell the kids this was the Christmas that was humble and how we were happy with little, the one before we won the lottery and spent millions
WoooHOO MULTIPLEX RELATIONSHIP!!!
Wow! The day is going fast. We redid our backboard or our desktop or whatever. We used to have just a big picture of Rich, but now we have lotsa pictures!!! The other screen has 30 pictures to this side’s 20 pictures hehehe. If you can’t read the writing … it says, “Rich & Ann Forever and ever. It took a lot of relaxing of the mind to think of such a thing … it’s WONDERFUL!!! Wait ‘til Rich comes home It will be our third gift to him … First the clothes shopping, then the dollar store, then this … we’re now officially forever and ever friends. I wonder if there is any official ceremony?
Hmm, better think of that. Maybe we’ve done it already, but have to kiss under TWO green FROGS on Christmas Eve … AHA! That’s just it! I’ll make sure we take care of that when he comes in … lucky I just got it in this year before it was too late.
Sure wish we could get Bob here to witness it … hehehe then we could make HIM a forever friend too! *Sigh* better put it on next year’s agenda. So much to do.
Oh man … It’s already 2 pm … and rich is going to be home in about 3 hours and we’ve done about nothing and there is only about 3 hours left. Let’s recap? Umm, I don’t know – but, this last little bit involved finding that chocolate caramel apple in the presents and eating it. That was after nap and that was after the pictures and that was after writing a note to Maury, cuz we wrote a letter to our mother all because we took those pictures, but that was a long time ago, but we don’t know where else we’ve been … thing is there seems to have been playing most of the day – like with the clothes this morning, and with the pictures, but I don’t think there’s been much thinking. As to the letter to my mother … that was to thank her for the Christmas gift and then we forwarded the letter to Maury because he seems to be the one most interested in that kind of thing … we gave him permission all along to contact, but this was more directly an email and the excuse of Christmas if he wanted to say something to her. I should have warned her, she doesn’t read her email every day, or even every week. But, I don’t remember her phone number. I didn’t get a response back last time I had wrote and I WON’T snail mail.
Yeeks!
We’ll see … it’s close to the holidays, so maybe she’ll do something. I have no idea of all the stuff that I’m missing that I wanted to be writing about. I’m such a blank. I don’t know what it is that I wanted to be writing about. I guess I could say something about last night – during the time that Rich wasn’t here before I went to bed. Well, let me see how did that go? For the record let’s see Rich was home yesterday … Umm, we had been with Rich, then we were writing … then he left … then we did the presents and watched the bears – that’s the picture you saw a bit ago. And, then? I think we came back to the computer and did stuff, but we don’t remember it. I don’t think we wrote here. We might have gone at that point over to OH … I know that we were over there about the time that Rich called and broke us out of our obsessive trance with it. We’d talked for a while, but there was a while we weren’t talking. It might have gone like 2 hours. I’m not sure … it was a long time.
I think what we figured out was there was a second group, but I’m not sure there was a significant line drawn between the two. It’s hard to tell. I can only guess that Witchy is on one side … and this other person who was complaining – Stacy was on another side. Co – or Lisa I thought was witchy’s friend, but I thought she was supporting Stacy. I thought Kathy Oh – Koh and Co all are like sisters and part of Stacies people. There are other names that I associate with Witchy or the main group like grinchy, Marni, and Yvonne. I think people like Les, Alan, Judy, and M’anne are more in the middle, but I’m not sure.
Ok, lost a couple more hours here to the room – more there later for now Rich is on his way better get to the shower – like now?!??
WooHOO … got through the shower before he got home, but he should be here any moment now. We’ve been like in hibernation mode all day waiting for him. We want to show him our screen and listen to stories about dragons that he has slew. He did say something about getting his shopping and lunch with Jon done early … that was good.
He got out with each of the three kids … that was the big deal for him I think. I
don’t know how it will be for him not having a big celebration around food. Hehehe he said he almost picked up a t-shirt, but was with his son … it said something about being grumpy … I asked him “Who’s Grumpy??” Hmpf! Let HIM where the GRUMPY shirt! Hmpf! I don’t know maybe its true and we take turns. I think when he wants to do something he’s not doing he gets grumpy and then when he wants US to do
something we’re not doing then WE get grumpy. It’s all about his expectations obviously … he should just chill more yup yup that’s the solution.
Hmm, I wonder if he’ll have presents … or maybe he’ll hide them in the car? He should have at least ONE present. I think we should open just ONE present don’t you?? We’ve been patient all day and didn’t do anything really bad … well except that one caramel chocolate chip apple … let’s not tell him about that ok? It will just make him crabby … yah that’s right … he’ll get GRUMPY … we don’t need any grumpy people around today, right? He said that we are going to eat meatballs and turkey today … probably he will maybe work on that soup some too. Maybe he’ll finish it up? I don’t know how much is left. I also don’t know about wine. That was mentioned earlier too, but there was a confusion whether the stuff in his desk was coming home or going to Jon’s uncle and aunt’s because he didn’t have a gift for them.
Whoops, think we gotta go!!!
That little red number
Good morning. This is me. It’s 5:51 am on Sunday morning … we have some time to go on our vacation and case in point – there is still a couple of days left before Christmas. Oh man there is much spirit and merriment in the air. Thom mad a comment yesterday about Christmas songs sounding pretty much one like the other … and thinking about it now … I say … umhmm. Yup that’s like being a mom accepting the sappiness of life. It might even be a requirement hehehe.
Let us skip to that part immediately and then maybe we’ll come back and fill in some of the details as time arranges itself. We had the most wonddddddddddderful time last night! *Giggling* EVEN the time with zonking out in Sweetie Pie’s arms while watching a movie … I think it was a scarier one … I’m not sure, cuz we didn’t remember it. We just like the part of snuggling. I think he must let us get by with it until the guy phenomena of fallen arm disorder takes over. Oh what merry days these are. But before that and before that?? Well and even before that?
Hehehe – it was such a gorgeous day in that Rich stayed home most of the day, then Thom and Joe and me went out for dinner and then Joe and me went out to get Rich’s gifts. Well, ok … maybe there might have been a few for me … cuz that might have been the way it worked out … like there is one gift of a Santa type hat where it says “Lil Angel,” he might want to share that with ME!!! WooHOO!!
I’m so excited about the day … I don’t know where to start really. Maybe backward?
Hmm, that’s really not my style … Maybe, maybe … oh shoot .. don’t know. Maybe a little about where I’m at right now. I want to make sure we get in all the good stuff today. I’m not sure what time Rich will be leaving, but I’m thinking around 11-12 pm. I think he’s meeting up with his son for some shopping at 1 pm. I haven’t heard him talking to anyone over the last couple of days like brother and mother. I think his brother is in town, but he should be able to get him at his mothers. HA! The spirit is in the air! We asked him if he’s shopped for us yet and he says not yet, but he’s working up toward it. And, we keep reminding him of the $20 rule. I tell him you are remembering, right? And, then I reminded him yesterday that we haven’t gone over the limit, but we may have spent $13 on ourselves. His back was turned, but he might have chuckled over that.
We figured it out pretty good. It was a little expensive, but we got some garbage bags and asked joe to put our bags inside of them, and then when we were a couple of blocks away, we called Rich and asked if he’d meet us downstairs to carry the bags upstairs. That was a hard decision to come to, because now he knows the nature, feel and weight of his presents. AND, he knows that most likely that the presents Joe and us were shopping for were his. But, I’d let him know that we were going shopping with Joe, because we needed help with the cart since we’d have the wheel chair. I know we keep repeating this stuff and we’re so sorry, but as the different parts take ownership it seems that we have to go over and over the plans and events to get it right. We’re so sorry … but it IS Christmas you know … ya gotta get it down JUST right!
Ahh … just went in for more coffee and someone got a fudgesicles. Coulda seen that comin. It was the last thing that was being said last night as Rich was putting us to sleep … but we didn’t even have our fudgesicles yet. Uh huh … yup yup. He was saying patiently … there are no rules saying you have to have a fudgesicles … I think we were so tired … we couldn’t even argue the point. Lot’s of shopping decisions. We’ll probably give you a full shopping breakdown later though. There is just NOOOO way, we could remember all the gifts gotten. It was mostly fun, but serious too … Joe and us went down almost all the aisles. We skipped clothing aisles and we skipped most the food aisles. We went to a place closer to him that he knew about and had gone to. We were kind of taken back at first because there were so many items that were more than $1 – like $5 or $6, or $9. That was like scary. But, then with Joe’s confidence, we started looking around and finding the $1 deals. We went up to $1.50, but wouldn’t budge higher for nuthin! Hhehe
I thought we got some pretty cool stuff. Joe wouldn’t help us with the decisions too much, but he did help us with the counting of the dollars. As it was thought, we came out under estimate … we only spent like $33 … so we took on Joe’s couple items and he had a $5 photo album, but as you could imagine we were feeling pretty Christmas generous. Then the lady at the register was asking if we’d like to donate our change to something and both joe and us agreed she could have the 19 cents, and then since we’d come in with a $50 to spend – we gave Joe the extra $10. We told him when a woman intends to get rid of some serious money … that’s it … it’s like good as gone. Funny mom!
We did excellent in the money department too … we left the waitress a 26% tip, but the bill had come to only $23 for 3 people … It was like man! Gotta do that much more often .. I think she made some kinda error! But, Joe said that sounded about right … we went to more of a diner type place – Joe’s and my favorite and just Thom had a pop – Joe said we averaged about $7 meals so it made sense. I have to take these sons out more often! Joe had a gyro, fries and soup, Thom had a hamburger and fries, and us??? We had a grilled cheese, cottage cheese and soup! WooHOOO!!!! We did it … our first restaurant trip out and we held tight! We’re very proud of ourselves
Before we got to the boys, we were like 25 minutes early, so we stopped off at my favorite gas station out there (cheap car wash) and got some (expensive) trash bags. AND, of course the cheap car wash. I wasn’t going to drive my kids in a dirty car … HMPF for RICH! Well, that and it WAS ONLY $3! I love that place!
Having a clean car with this car makes me feel like I’m driving a gangsta car! I was so pleased that when Thom got in – first that his first reaction was – this is a lot bigger than I thought it would be. Then he commented on how much viewing space out of the windows. Thinking back that was my first impression too. We told him about the cats that we’d caught hanging out in front of my headlights, but neither of the boys believed it was a dozen. HMPF! Obviously, I underdid their counting skills.
We just did small talk really … for their benefit I won’t repeat all the conversations, but in general we talk and talk and talk … it was a very good time.
And, then I’ll go back and underline that. I got a little bit of teasing … I’d forgotten about that. Not bad teasing, but just enough to make us flush and maybe loose a tear or two now. Not because we feel bad, but because we love those kids so much. This is the first time since they’ve been adults since we’ve been out with Joe and Thom. I had such an incredibly good time with the both of them. I just can’t tell you. Ok, using both hands to wash away the tears now … better stop that. God Bless us everyone the good - and the bad the happy the sad - family and friends – it’s good to be here again…
It’s the magic of Christmas day …
There was one part … just a moment … I was talking to Thom before Joe came out. I asked him if either of his brothers had talked to him about my Christmas present and if he would accept it … and he asked back why wouldn’t he … I said because there have been years in the past where you would not have … he said in response to a couple of my queries, “I wouldn’t have a problem with that.” The last statement I made was … “Very cool … Joe has the cards for everyone” – Thom’s quick response – “Now that I have a problem with” I just laughed and laughed. This kid is such a momnational treasure. He teases and plays and has the most excellent sense of humor. I think it is funnier yet knowing that Joe is the most honorable card in the deck. Just so darn funny. It’s just the smallest little things these kids say or think and I feel, think believe … it just seems so gosh darn profound.
Damn … back to crying again. The whole evening was like that … it was just bright and cheerful and wonderful. I could lose the entire day to these feelings, and maybe we will slip back and forth, but I know that I have to carry forward. I want to be a part of so many more with Thom and his brothers. I know that decisions not to be around me were Thom and not his girl friend’s, but Thom mentioned having another girl and I felt fretful thinking … oh no, please don’t let me lose him again. Please don’t make me ever go years and years without him. Ok you shhhhh, shhhhh … back up … tears rolling down cheeks. Why don’t we go take that medicine, ok … shhhh … please?
Hey you~!! It’s now 9:33 am. So much has happened since the last time. We took our medicine, but then we saw Rich scurry across the cold floor and then we nabbed him in bed and acted like chipmunks!!! Joy with all the angels sing Hallelujah!
Ok, now 10 am. We stopped and had our yogurt … now we need to warm our fingers.
Ahh that’s a little better … held them to our face and neck … though now those areas are paralyzed. It’s very cold and windy here. Rich says it’s about 50 mph out there … there. He lined the front glass balcony door with towels because of the extension cord going through there and leaving a crack. I’ve got on my fluffy slippers, my sweatshirt jacket and a warm blanket. It’s so windy it blew over a tree down the end of the street … the police are down there trying to figure out what to do with it hehehe. Good for them! My kitties are like pswhoo … c’mon, come back to bed.
Rich is at his computer now looking at his email and we just finished watching the early morning … whoops he’s on the phone.
Man time is passing fast … now it is past 10:30 am.
Ack now … it is 11:06 am. I don’t even remember all the little things that are happening except last time we got “snacks” and Rich fixed the tape dispenser. I had a cup of V8 and Rich had a couple of bowls of soups. I wasn’t going though for the position he was trying to defend where he got bowls of soup for both snack AND lunch. HUH?! Like I wasn’t born yesterday! We tried to encourage him because he was at 293 which is a new low for him, but stubborn, is stubborn. We’ll see … yah know if I gotta pass him, I will … HMPF!
He’s in the washroom now and will soon be in the shower. He’s got to leave here about 12- 12:15 pm to meet his son at 1 pm. They are going shopping and may take in a movie and might go out for dinner. AND … I hear that his older son is coming in at 9:30 pm. He was kind of crabby about that and the younger volunteered to pick him up, but then Rich wouldn’t hear of it, because it allowed him to be with his older son for an extra hour. Dad’s they are like that you know. Maybe … he could come in and take a nap? I think he’s going to bring in a Christmas movie.
Hmm, now it’s about 11:30 am. I think it was a bit confusing and it will continue that way unless we develop an extra pair of ears. There needs to be made choices of Christmas shows, football, or Christmas music. I think football is the strongest because we’re starting off with the Bears at noon. The Patriots play at 3:15 and the Vikings play tonight, but then maybe Rich can save a special time with a special x-mas movie for the littles. And, then we can be put to bed when he goes back out …
Yup, yup that works, then maybe we get some time to write … we haven’t put together a long post for a bit … and there are so many things … and we want to be at OH and we need to be wrapping presents … shoot there is so much to be doing. I think though as soon as Rich leaves its going to be football and presents though.
I’m not sure where the presents are going to be … the one tree is too close to my recliner and the other tree is too close to the office chair … let me look. Maybe back by that whole wall along the treadle and back shelves by the couch … would need to move the cat clawing tree and protect the area around the electrical sockets … wouldn’t want presents catching on fire. Hmm boards in back closet – hmm, very good thinking. We could take two or three out – small ones and frame in the area … I’m just afraid of losin the small presents. We’ll get things squared away just right … it will be good and pushed back so we can still get to the TV and away from the recliner. I like a nice long wall. We’ll take a picture when we’re done before the presents get opened up. I don’t think volume-wise – there are as many as we would like Rich brought them up in two low-sunken garbage bags. I guess we got small presents … shoot hate when that happens. BUT, it will be ok, because it was the thought that counted. Right?
I wish we could have gotten his clothes printed out, but we forgot about that part and it wasn’t something I could have asked the boys to do. Hehehe we showed it to Dr. Marvin on Thursday. We kind of disappeared for a second after saying something about him being a doctor doctor when he saw the kind of underwear we were interested in having Rich wear … He was respectful, but I swear his eyes never stop dancing.
Not because of the underwear, but because I think he enjoys life just that much.
Maybe for Christmas morning I will have to blow up a big picture of the clothing?
Hmm, that would be a challenge to develop a full-two screen composite. Hmm, maybe not I want to scroll it past him and explain it a bit. Don’t want to startle him with how many underwear we looked at for his sake. But, man I dream of that red number.
