Friday, May 25, 2007

THE LONG WEEKEND-What are your plans?

Who doesn't love to hear those words? It is the topic of office chatter for an entire week. What are you plans, doing anything fun, planning a cookout or going away? You all know how it goes. It is the first Long Weekend since New Years and everyone is itching to get started.

I am leaving early today so I can pick up my flowers for my annual flower box extravaganza. This is the task that really drives home, for me at least that summer is finally here. Way up north it is generally known by us gardening types that you will be wasting your money if you plant anything that is tender much before Memorial Day. We still get frost on the occasional night way up here. It is difficult to wait that long but it really is necessary. This is a picture of my deck 2 summers ago.

Last year I tried a different blend of annuals, and English Garden variety of plants, and because my deck gets full sun most of the day, they were stunted and leggy, not full and flowing like 2005! So, I am going back to that mix and keep my fingers crossed. This is my favorite place to be on an early Sunday morning, sipping a great cup of freshly ground, dark roast coffee listening to something playing quietly on the stereo and watching the birds at the feeder. (note to self-don't forget the bird seed today). I will have them all installed in their new summer home by noon tomorrow and enjoying them by evening. Them and a couple of bottles of Cab/Sav!

More than likely I will spend the rest of Saturday afternoon picking up the house. The kids are with their dad for the weekend so it will stay clean once it's done. Housework doesn't take a long weekend.

I will be lazy Sunday morning, after all isn't it supposed to be "The Day of Rest?" I will put Norah Jones, James Taylor, Richard Hawley (thanks again Dive) and maybe a little Michael Franks on and sip my coffee, on the deck, until the pot is empty. I have tickets for Akon and Ciara for Sunday night. I will have to leave by 4:00pm to get a good spot in the VIP tent. This is a general admission show so there are no assigned seats. But with the VIP tickets ( yes folks I am a VIP) you can get into the VIP drinking tent and pull up a picnic table and be closer to the stage than you might be with an assigned seat. Plus you don't have to fight the hordes to get to the bar. The show ends at 11:00pm as the town has noise ordinances. One would think that when it was proposed to build this concert venue, people would have realized it would be noisy. The venue generates quite an tax incentive to the town, lighten up people.

Monday I have no plans. I am sure one of my friends is having a cookout that I will attend. I will bring something amazing, maybe brushcetta, it is always a hit and maybe I will bring the fresh corn/mango salsa I made the other night. I will relax with many adult beverages and wander home and wait for the kids to come home.

That is the end of the LONG WEEKEND! I hate that part! What are your plans?

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

PROM! I must be getting OLD!

The Prom is finally over and I must say, what is up with these kids? After spending close to $500.00 on this glorious affair, we meet to take pictures with her date and friends and her date shows up in a tux jacket, pants, a long white t-shirt (untucked), the tie, loosely hung around his neck (if I had an opportunity it wouldn't have been loose) and sneakers. My poor mother almost collapsed. Her best friends boyfriend had a friend spray paint "I'm hot cuz I'm FLY" on the back of his white tux. Now, maybe some people think that is cool, funny, creative etc... but he wore this to an ALL WHITE High School and he is Brazilian... Brave? So, all the girls looked beautiful in their expensive get-ups and many of the guys looked like they stole their outfits from the Salvation Army because they were cold. I could have saved a lot of money and dressed her in a potato sack and be done with it. Here are the pictures:

At least his ride was cool!

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Is it me? Or is it Memorex?

Hi Folks,
I apologize for my long absence from Blogville. Things have been quite busy at work. i have been trying to catching up on the all the things not done while I was away. Life at home is busy as well with spring cleanups, daughter meltdowns and the need to chaperone my son and his girlfriend. So, in chronological order I present for you review, my life since my return, in word and picture! Or in the words of Arlo: "twenty seven, eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circlesand arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what eachone was to be used as evidence against me!"

May 1-4th- returned to work to the expected stack of stuff that no one else accomplished while I was away. There were proposals to write, invoice to bill out and filing up the wazzoo! Of course the vacation lag was difficult to deal with and picking up the house after leaving it and the animals in my 21 year olds hands for 10 days. Can you say house party?? I found another couple of beer cans under the deck just this past weekend. Never mind the condom wrappers left on the bathroom floor, ewww!

May 5 & 6: try and catch up on the yard work and clean out all the perennials beds that were still piled with leaves. Rake, rake and rake some more. Whew, only one more bed to go will get it next weekend. Sunday night fight with daughter, who stayed at her dads on Saturday night, about slipping off to the Mall. Mom’s gut instincts said, make her turn around and come home. Big fight ensued, she came home and a day ot two later found out she was going to meet that “GUY” again. The same one she lost her car for a month by lying and sneaking! Will they never learn? So, mom is an asshole and the house was quiet for because she wouldn’t talk to me! At least it is peaceful!

May 7th-9th- still busy at work with end of month billings and the usual employee stuff. Make sure daughter gets her prom dress to the alteration lady. Beautiful isn't it? She looks stunning in it. Prom pictures hopefully (read on) to follow.

You know it is really interesting to be in my particular “Child” situation at the moment. On one hand you have my very beautiful, just turned 17, year old daughter, who I am trying like hell to guide and keep safe, not only safe from “whomever” but also safe from herself.

Teenagers can make such stupid decisions in the name of love. Wait a minute, so do adults but that is another story! We have had, on several occasions, weeping conversations about my duty to watch out for her and sometimes make decisions for her that she does not and will not like. She actually told me that she wished I didn’t care about her so she could just live her own life. Those conversations are hard and draining.

(Keep eye on son and girlfriend. He isn't even 16 until August!)

On the other hand I have my 16 year old son’s, girlfriend’s dad on the phone making sure that I will be at home to chaperone my son and his daughter because, “well you know”. Oh, boy, do I. Now not only do I have to be diligent about my daughters foray into sexuality but also be the guard for someone else’s little girl and protect her from my own son! How come? I am tired to being diligent. But I must, it is my promise to my children, the one not often spoken but that all parents (ok except Madeleine McCann's) understand. Protect them and guide them at all cost. I guess it also applies to other people’s children to some degree.

May 10th- Wrote off my happily ever after again! Will I never learn? I sure hope I do and pretty damn quick! Go listen to Brandi Carlisle "Someday Never Comes", you will understand.

May 11th- had dinner with my best friend! Boy I miss her! Drank too much!

May 12 & 13th: Finally the first weekend since vacation that my children will be with their dad. YIPPEE! Not feeling all that well from the night before festivities but did manage to clean the house and even washed the kitchen floor. Sunday was Mothers Day. Took my mom and dad to breakfast and went home to find the kids home already (damn I wasn’t done being alone yet) because they were going to help with yard work for my Mothers Day present. Nice concept, frustrating in reality. With 2 boys over 6’3” they are a formidable eating machine. So, the yard work was done piecemeal because the refrigerator had just been stocked the day before. On a side note, not only is it expensive to go on vacation it is also expensive when you return. Two weeks of $250.00 grocery bills (that's right folks $500.00 in two weeks) to restock the house. Yikes! The yard eventually was done and I even managed to get the flower boxes emptied of last year’s soils and the deck cleaned off from the winter debris. Glad weekends are for resting, RIGHT!

At 10:30pm on Mothers Day my daughter decided it was time to push the limits of my sanity again. She asked if I would talk to “The GUY” because he really wants to work things out. Ok, I lost my fucking mind. She didn’t realize I knew about the Mall scenario or the many phone calls while on vacation between them and I let loose. I had told her that they were all done and she was to stop, silly me! I did talk to him, it wasn’t pretty and my daughter again hates me. Guys, you just know when someone is full of shit. I just wish she could see it. So much for sleep that night!

May 14th- just the usual Monday stuff. Work is work and home was again quiet. Made dinner, opened daughters door to let her know dinner was ready. She never responded, she was sleeping. I assumed it was my punishment, the being ignored part, for putting my foot down again. I am ok with that and retire to my room. Well, I lied I am not ok with she and I not being ok. I am very sensitive to shifts in my energy and that of my house and it really gets me all twisted inside. It is a throw back from my marriage. I don't feel riight when there is negative energy in my home.

May 15th- kids off to school as usual. Having my 1st cup of coffee when the phone rang. It was the school nurse. Daughter is running a fever of 101 and her tonsils are swollen and oozing white stuff. Make an appointment with the Dr. Daughter has Mono and now she wants her Mommy to be nice to her and take care of her. Spend 2 hrs at the clinic, $30.00 for drinks, medicine, throat lozenges, broth, etc and send daughter home. This is what my daughters throat looks.

Go back to work and spend the day trying to work while worrying about daughter. Get home to find her in a puddle on the couch, crying and sobbing because her fever is so high and her throat is so sore and she just wants to die. Comfort daughter, give her meds, fix dinner, feed the animals, open the cell phone bill from our trip, flip out ($800.00) cater to daughter some more and finally crash about 11pm. Wake up at 3am to daughter in my room sobbing and again wishing for death. Get up, get medicine, get cold drink and tuck daughter in bed with the dog and me. Fall back asleep at some point.

May 16th – Drag my ass out of bed. Get daughter more medicine and me a cup of coffee. Chat with daughter while awake and remind her she needs to go the alteration shop as they have altered her Prom dress and she needs to pick it up. She nods. Head to work, dragging my ass still clearly 4 feet behind me. Go to my office and pull my chair out to sit and find Romeo (the little yellow kitty) dead under my desk. FUCK!

He was still warm and floppy. Pick him up and hold him for a bit and let the other girls in the office say goodbye to him. He had a bad heart murmur and I think he was growing so fast that his little heart couldn’t keep up and just gave out. He was peaceful when I found him (lying very similar to the photo). I was sad. He was my buddy. Pull my shit together, do some work, meet daughter at seamstress (she has no money because she got fired from her job because she got her nose pierced while we were on vacation-she knew in advance it might happen) to pay for the alterations. Daughter looks like shit! She is pale and has big black circles under her eyes. Daughter went back home to bed and mom went back to work. Finished out the day and headed home. Got home to find daughter on the couch, sobbing. She had slept through the effectiveness of the meds and was in sever pain again. Medicate daughter, comfort her, wait until the meds kick in and prepare dinner. Poor son, he is being ignored. Thank him for understanding and not giving me any trouble. Clean up dinner, do some laundry, feed animals and finally sit down and watch a bit of TV. Stay up for next dosing of meds (11:30pm) so daughter doesn’t melt down, fall asleep, wake up to alarm at 3:30am for next medication round and fall back into bed.

Which brings us up to today! FUCK I am tired. No more vacations for me. It is too much work when you come back.

Ps. The Prom is Saturday and daughter may not be well enough to go. Prom Dress $275.00, Shoes $45.00, Hair $65.00, Nails $31.00-

Propping daughter up against a wall at the Prom;

You're fucking right!