Archive for December, 2008
snow day!
It’s Thankful Thursday, and this week I am thankful for snow.
Yes, snow.
Normally, I hate snow. When we lived in Virginia, I despised it because I was trapped at home, not knowing how to drive in it. But living in Louisiana (where snow is rare), it was a nice treat. It snowed here today!
It’s the first snow in 4 years. The last time it snowed was Christmas Day, 2004. N was two and a half, and it was my Grandpa’s last Christmas with us. We didn’t know it then, but it’s a sweet memory now.
This morning we were glued to the television, watching the pictures roll into the news channels as the snow got closer and closer to us. We were also watching the clock, wondering if the snow would get here before the bus came so they would call a snow day for our parish.
Unfortunately, that didn’t happen. N really wanted a snow day, but I kind of knew it wouldn’t last long (the snow, that is – it never does here) so I sent him packin’. He was happy that once it started sticking to the ground (just ever so little), they let the kids go out for a few minutes at school and enjoy the snow. Naturally, he wanted to stay out longer, but he was excited that he got to go in it at all.
Poor kid. The snow flurries started coming down, literally, as we saw the bus coming down the road (see the headlight in the background?). That was a tough moment to be his mom, because I wanted to say “forget it, stay home! snow day!”
hating
The interview lasted forever. And the job isn’t nearly as exciting as he made it sound. What a bummer! First of all, I’m absolutely overqualified for the job. Secondly, they don’t want to pay to make it worth my while. I can’t drive that far 5 days a week to do a job I could do in my sleep for pennies on the dollar. I would do better waitressing, which is probably what I’ll be looking into next. It’s a temporary cash cow, you can’t go wrong with waitressing.
Aside from that, this is just one of those days I am ready to be done with. I am hating so many aspects of my life today that I am, literally, hiding away from the world. I just want to be left alone…
just too hot
I got a phone call today, and guess what? It wasn’t the one I’ve been waiting for…
Someone found my resume on monster.com and actually called me. I was shocked!! I talked to the guy on the phone for a little bit, and he wants me to come in for an interview in the morning at 9am. The position is for Graphic Design Artist in the Advertising Dept. of a statewide publication that goes out 4 times a year. Sounds pretty cool.
Right now, any job sounds pretty cool. At least this would be something I am actually interested in though. Let’s just hope the hours are good and the pay is decent! Then I’ll have something to work with.
The phone call from Dennis that I’ve been waiting over a week for has not happened yet… So I called his sister to see if she or her mom had heard from him. They said it’s 2 weeks before he can make phone calls, not one week like I had stuck in my head. So, another week of driving myself crazy worrying over him. I really hope this weekend he gets to call. I feel like a part of me is missing – I can’t hardly stand not hearing his voice.
His friend even called a few days ago to see if I wanted to hang out – I mean, he’s my friend too, but they grew up together and they work together. I think he’s missing him as well. He’s a very missable person, that Dennis. Even when he’s home and I can talk to him everyday, I miss him if I don’t see him often.
Aaahh….
In other news, N got sick today. We were cleaning up his room, and he kept telling me that it was too hot. He ended up taking off his pants (it’s okay to laugh, it really was hot, and he did have on long pants). So, he was helping pick up in his room in his school shirt and boxer shorts, and he stopped mid-sentance and hauled cookies to the bathroom.
I paused for a minute before saying a word, because I wasn’t sure if he was really sick or if this was a dramatic escape attempt. He was sick. He puked his little brains out. I felt so bad for him. So once he was done, and all cleaned up, I got him to lay down in the bed and I laid next to him and asked him what he thought made him sick, and if he felt bad or if it was just right before he threw up that he felt bad.
He says, in no uncertain terms: “I’ll tell ya what happened, I had a heat stroke!”
I, with everything inside of me, fought my desire to laugh and said “A heat stroke, huh?”
He says “Yes, a heat stroke. I already had to take my pants off because I knew I was about to have a stroke mom, I told you it was just too hot to be cleaning.”
My, oh my.
He is his mothers child.
the awakening of my ovaries
Yesterday was a good day. When I got to my friends house, there were a few people there I knew, and a few I didn’t. There was a guy on the sofa that didn’t turn around, so I just assumed I didn’t know him – but it could have been because I walked in and the game was already on. After I got situated, N went out back to play with the oodles of boys that were there to play with (he was in heaven!) the guy on the sofa turned and looked over his shoulder, and we both did a double take. It was Tommy, a guy I have known forever and haven’t seen in forever. What a nice surprise!
He just had a baby with a girl I used to be very good friends with, and she came later on with the baby who is just 2 weeks old. Oh, I fell in love with him. It’s rare that I even hold a baby when they are that tiny, or at all lately because it just breaks my heart to know what I missed out on with the babies I lost.
…But I just had to get my hands on him, and when I smelled how delicious he he was, well… my ovaries woke up screaming and my womb ached for a baby. I know, call me crazy, but it’s the truth. I’m all kinds of alive and on fire on the inside!
.. and just a little over a month away from being divorced.
That’s me and Tommy and the baby (obviously) – we jokingly took this in front of the Christmas tree because , well – we found it funny LoLWhat great timing my ovaries have, huh? Now I’m stuck with baby fever, and no man in sight. Just my luck!!
Oh well. It was great to see Tommy, and Wanda. I missed them both a lot over the years, they are great people. I’m glad they have a healthy (sweet, delicious, adorable) baby. Maybe in the next year or two…
Maybe.
Hopefully.
hey, jealousy
I’m glad this weekend is almost over…. It was N’s weekend with his dad, and those weekends always depress me. I try to make myself enjoy the “free time” but I just usually end up worried about everything. And sometimes, making bad choices. I haven’t made any so far this weekend yet lol…. Went out for a little while with my friend A last night, we really did have fun. We went somewhere that we didn’t know anyone, so that was nice. Until her brother, who happens to be that guy I mentioned a few times before, showed up there on a “date”. And you know what, I guess I am just a jealous person because I thought I really might come out of my box. Especially when he went to sing karaoke and his song choice, ugh. Let me just say, I was a woman on the edge. But I positioned myself where I couldn’t even see them, then I was fine.
It’s so weird. I don’t want him. Really. But I guess on some level, I do like him. I enjoy his company a lot. We get along great. I was out with him Friday night, as a matter of fact. We have always been good friends, on many levels… And seeing him with someone else just set something inside of me off. I know how he is, and what he does, and I don’t care. I guess I just don’t want it in my face, either. Silly – all of it, really.
I don’t even know why I am writing about it? Maybe I’m low on creativity… geesh. Anyway, I’m headed over to some friends house to watch the Saints game once N gets home, which should be any moment now. Hopefully it will be a good day for us!!
P.S. – Still no phone call. This is causing me to have heart palpitations!





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