Two Recent Conversations

YNB: I was up late last night watching a show where a man in his 30's was looking for a wife. The two last contestants were 25 and 48. The 48 year old was really hot looking. I hope she wins.

Female co-worker: Yeah, I’d love to be hot, but it just takes too much work.

YNB: Yeah. Me too.

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Boy: What is this seltzer made of?

YNB: Water and carbonation.

Boy: What is carbonation?

YNB: Gas

Boy: How does the gas get into the water?

YNB: with a pressurized tool.

Boy: But how does it work?

YNB: Ummm, you’ll have to ask Dad, he knows all about that stuff.

Boy: Why would Dad know about seltzer?

YNB: He is an expert in gas.

Boy: Because he toots a lot?

YNB: No, because he is a fuel expert in his job.

Boy: Oh.

More Lack of Sleep.....

On Saturday night I was told by Capt’s father, (QfiL) that I had a flat tire. Luckily my car was in my driveway and Capt was able to change it.

My first reaction was, "Yes, now I have a good excuse not to go to work on Monday", because I would never travel 160 miles without a spare in my car.

So on Monday, after a planned meeting with a headhunter, I had the hole plugged and while I was there, had a 30,000 mile check up. I didn’t know what I was going to tell my job about not coming in on Monday, I didn’t want to lie and call in sick and I didn’t want to tell them that I had a job interview in Connecticut.

So, getting a flat tire was a blessing.

Right?

By being home on Monday, I got a chance to get sworn in at Town Hall, after doing all my errands and got a change to take a long nap. Two hours long.

Whew!!!!! My head spins when I think of how crazy my life is sometimes.

My son David came home from China last night. Jen, his twin, took my truck to the airport to pick him up late last night.

And on the way back to her apartment, a tire blew. It was a different tire than the one I just got fixed.

It was dangerous but she handled getting them to safety.

She called and woke me up after I had fallen asleep one hour earlier.... and I’ve been up ever since.

Even when your children are older you still lose sleep over them. I worried about them being stranded in a bad neighborhood, not being able to change the tire themselves (it is complicated) and being taken advantage of by a tow truck company.

It was great to see David, he’s been away for two months.

We are both driving to CT after work so he can pick up his car. I’ve been keeping it by me while he’s been away.

Hopefully he will do all the driving so I can sleep because:

I’VE ONLY SLEPT THREE HOURS IN THE LAST 2 DAYS !!!!!

I'll probably have to delete this after Jen reads it.

I’m working on a tiny amount of sleep here people.

And I feel myself getting cranky.

And I kind of like being cranky.

Anyways.

On Friday, right after work, when I went to pick up my grand dog, Kage.

I was the first human to enter my daughter and son’s apartment since they left for work that lovely, sunny Friday morning.

I’m sure they were trying to be overly generous to Kage by leaving him out of his kennel the entire day like they did.

He usually stays in his kennel all day until either one of my children come home from work. He’s used to it and actually prefers to stay in there.

The image of what I found laying there all strategically deposited and smashed into the carpet from one end to the other from said grand dog I will keep to myself.

You’re welcome.

I just let Kage out and we sat there discussing our day as we watched the sunset. It was a one-way conversation, as usual.

When Jen came home, Kage and I said our goodbyes to her and we high-tailed it out of there as quickly as our 6 combined legs could carry us.

As I shut the gate behind us, I turned and saw steam coming out of Jen’s ears. Her eyes looked like they were about to explode.

I remember a couple of times when she was a diaper laden toddler exercising her artistic abilities on her bedroom wall with its contents.

Pay backs and all.

She is an accomplished artist now, although her medium of choice has greatly changed. And, thankfully, are a lot less smelly.

Kage seemed fine all weekend, it was apparent that he wasn’t 100% himself, but last night (I stayed home from work yesterday) at 1am I went to check on him and he was listless and burning up with a fever.

We immediately rushed back to LI and arrived at 4:00am. Then I followed Jen to a 24 hour veterinary hospital. When we got there Jen decided to not go in and instead drove to her vet and waited in the parking lot until it opened up at 9am.

It turns out that Kage has a bug and will get better in a few days.

I realize a very important fact: I am way too old to pull all-nighters like this.

I think I could actually fall asleep standing up, if I actually had enough energy to stand.

Is this Town Nuts?????... or Now I'd prefer to be called, "Madam Justice"

I can't decide on a proper title for this post.

I've just been appointed "Hearing Citation Officer" of my Town. I get sworn in tomorrow.

Yes, I'm honored. And excited. And I hardly have a clue as to what my position entails. And furthermore (lol), I'm worried that the residents here are either gonna really like me or really hate me.

Does this mean that from now on I have to be all nice and political in public?

Does this mean I'd better behave myself, especially since this is a very, very, small town?

The officials that appointed me obviously don't realize just what a smarty pants, goofball I am.

I just may have fooled them, for now.

I'm not sure.

But for now, I'm only gonna answer to 'Your Honor' or 'Madam Justice'.....'cause that's how I roll.

Hey, look what I got!!!!!

Thanks seeds from my garden!

I have to get back to work, I'll finish this post later.

It's Not That Green

I know that 99 percent of my readers are married women and really have no interest in this post about the single world.

Yet, it's my life. So there.

And as a side note: my daughter called me last night and told me that I have over 1,200 hits on my site each month. She knows this because my header is hosted by her website or something technical-ish like that. I am shocked and surprised, since I don't really feel like I'm at all interesting to all you married readers especially you'all with youngins. But, I thank you all for stopping by and checking out this site like that. If you let me know who you are, I'd like to stop by and say hi. No, not at your home; I'm not the stalker type. It just would be nice if you delurked and let me know you stopped by so I can actually see this for myself.

So.

The story is this.

Last month I was taking the ferry over to CT on a Friday evening after work. I had a table seat, which is rare since the ferries are usually packed with families on Friday evenings and they send their spouses to run up and save tables while they park their cars.

I was resting my head on the table when a young, shockingly blue eyed, gentleman came over and asked if I would mind sharing the table with him. I didn't, so he sat down. He started a conversation and I could tell right away he was a player and was trying to figure out what it was I would like to hear him say (lie) about himself.

The conversation was mostly one sided (his) and whenever I could get a word in I would mention my boyfriend, my church and how I was a mother of three adults. I wasn't flattered that this man was flirting with me. (Well maybe a little, he was handsome after all.) I was mostly aggravated that he was trying to use me for something. It was quite obvious. It was an uncomfortable ferry ride.

About a week later my single friend Karen was telling me that she just met a man named Mike a week prior and he already asked her to marry him and he was babysitting her young children and they loved him. She told me that she finally met the man of her dreams and nothing could change her mind.

She was in LOVE!!!!!

As she told me more and more about him, I realized that he had to be the same Mike I met on the ferry the week prior. Some of the stories he was telling me were the same.

He was already borrowing money from her. He already stole all of her spare change in her truck. He already borrowed the truck a few times, each time returning it without any gas left.

Still, she couldn't see.

Until yesterday.

Now she is out of a lot of money, not to mention her confidence and some of her dignity.

So just for today, do me and Karen a favor. Please love on your spouses a little bit for us singles out there and thank God that you're not out there in the dating world right now. There are many men out there who prey on single women with children.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm not happy with my life, because I am very happy with my life. And I haven't had to date around since I met Capt. And I love him.

It's just that for some of us it's not so greener on the other side.

Family

I really wish I had more time to do the things I'd like, but currently my life is extremely busy.

Most times I feel like a pinball bouncing from place to place, project to project, errand to errand.

I think that for the most part, I've gotten quite a bit accomplished in the past two months since my move. I've gotten my CT license and registered my car in CT. Today I turned in my NY plates. I even registered to vote in CT. And got my pass to the transfer station (dump) and lake. The sticker is on my windshield. I don't know why I am so excited about that, but I am.

At work right now a secretary is out on vacation for the week and the other secretary broke her leg and won't be back for a few weeks. I'm doing my best to hold my head above the paperwork, telephone calls, motions, solving problems as best as I can. I'm also working late and coming in early every day.

In addition to all of this, I miss my children. I have my oldest son in Beijing, China and I worry about him. My daughter is busy with her career and my youngest son is busy too. And I also miss my granddog, Kage.

I've been feeling like I have neglected this blog for the past few months because even when I'm in CT for the restful weekends I usually don't turn on my computer.

I know that things will turn around soon and that this is just a passing season in my life, but I just feel so unbelievably overwhelmed.

So I'm leaving work in a little bit and heading off to have dinner with my youngest son and to visit Kage too.

And I know that after that I will feel better.

Because there is nothing that even compares to family and I love being around them. They make me feel complete when I feel like I am being torn apart in different ways.

Do any of you ever get like this?

Like Father, like son.....


When Capt comes to my house and cuts the grass with the ride on mower its like a race car ride. Zip, zip all around the yard.

First he starts on the outer edges and speeds along until he gets to the middle. It takes about 15 minutes.

I find it very amusing to watch.

After Capt was done with the mowing yesterday, his son asked if he could vacuum my new oriental rug in den.

That was a first.

What 9 year old asks to vacuum? I really, really, really love that kid!!

He gets the vacuum out of the closet, turns it on and vacuums the same exact way his dad cuts the grass! No back and forth over the same spot. No. Not a son of Capt!

He started at the outer edge, pushing ahead and sped along until he got to the middle.

And.... it was quite amusing to watch.