Growing up

You know what I looove oh-so-much?? Getting locked out of the house! Oh yes! It's my absolute fave. Especially when I'm barefoot! Even better!

>_<;

I took the chance to take a walk down main street. It's nice at night; quiet. Cars still go by because that's where the 188 and 204 cross paths...but it's not too much traffic.

I did a lot of thinking, too...mostly about how I handle situations. Every time is different. Without fail.

You know what's slightly funny, though? He has a couple beers, then tries to send me on errands. I tell him he can go himself--and this is where he gets huffy and says "fuck it then!" And then pesters me again and again to run errands. Umm, hun? If you didn't drink so damn much, you could run your own damn errands. As it is......I'm not your "errand girl". You have a license and a car.

Such is life. At least he's being responsible. Too bad he doesn't remember half the shit I tell him. O_o

Anyway...life is what it is at the moment. I seriously didn't see this coming. I should have...but I'm still too optimistic for my own good. lol

I am well, in case you're wondering. Here's that optimism shining through...either that, or it's just me, learning to handle things differently. Compartmentalize better. Whatever.

xoxoxo

Thursday: Jack cracked his head open and got 3 stitches in his head. Movers came.

Friday: Movin in still.. Thornville parade.. Fireworks at Buckeye Lake..

Saturday: Still movin in... Got to set off our own fireworks! So cool!

Sunday: I have no clue...

Monday: Spent unpacking..

Today: Jack gets his stitches out. Cable guy came and went; we have cable & internet now! Yay! Arlo got a tick on his back (from where??). I removed said tick (eww!). And we got a visit from the groundhog that lives under the shed. Nice. This has definitely been an interesting day!

To do:

Track down Drs and send letters to get all medical records for kids.. One down, 4 to go.. Joy. Umm other stuff to do as well that I've put off for far too long. Ugh!! Oh! Tractor Pull this weekend! I'm so excited... ;)

So, we started moving into the house Monday night--spent our first night there. We've been sleeping on the floor in the kids' "play room". It's an extra room upstairs that I guess should be a "formal living room", but since neither Cam nor I believe in those, it'll have to be something else. ;) Play room works for now..

The yard needs a lot of work--it's all overgrown n shit. The inside of the house needs a lot of work (that's my forte though!)--wallpaper everywhere! ICK! (Whoever thinks icky 80's wallpaper is a good idea needs to have their head checked!)

All in all, it's been fun so far. And we have enough work around the house to keep us busy for at least a year. ;D Yay! This is so much fun! And it's huge, too! Not like ginormous, but more like "wtf do I do with all these closets/all these rooms/all this space???" lol

Ok, I need to go track down a vacuum cleaner so the kids and I can get the fuck out of this apartment!

xoxoxo

(We don't have internet yet, so updates will be sparse until next week. *sad face*)

J signs the final papers today for the house. Collective sigh, everyone! **ahhhhhh**

I forgot to take my camera to the walk-thru, but I'll have plenty of time to take pictures in the near future. Unfortunately, the movers packed our digital camera (fuckers!), so all I have is the film camera. Oh well. I already took, like, 15 pictures of clouds and the kids. lol

I'm tired. Half my face is swollen. I need to take more ibuprofen.. and do the dishes, and finish the laundry, and get Arlo registered at school, and fax off Jack's preschool paperwork, and send off a request for Jack's birth certificate, and go to the post office to find our mailbox (weird!), etc etc. Ugh! So freakin' much to do today... >_<;

Went to church for the first time in almost a decade yesterday (wow, that's weird to say!). I'll write about it over here in a bit. One hint: it wasn't a Mormon church (oh god no!). ;)

xoxoxo

(See my little fox? Since when did "busy" equal reading the newspaper?? Does that little fox look busy to you??? Sheesh.)

We went fishin' today at Buckeye Lake...it's become a sort of "every Saturday" thing. And I think we (Cam n I) do it more to destress than actually catch anything. The kids get to practice their casting and reeling skills, too. ;)

Tomorrow is church. Oh joy. >_<; But then later in the afternoon we do the walk-thru through the house we're going to be renting. Yay! I'm so excited! I'm already in love with it and I haven't even seen the inside yet, lol!

I'm tired. I think I have an abcess in my cheek from my bum tooth. It hurts like a biotch! Ugh. We need insurance, and then some way to pay for all the dental work I'm going to need. At least we got Arlo's teeth taken care of! Yeah! Meanwhile, mine go to shit because I put my kids first.....and we don't have the money needed to pay for mine, lol. It's gonna be a buttload!

Ok, gonna go make myself useful.. Do some laundry or something.

xoxoxo

Last night we had a pretty intense thunder/lightning storm. Cam, Arlo, & I stood outside watching the activity to the North of us (up near Buckeye Lake, Hebron, & Newark). The lightning was spectacular, and we saw a lot of single bolts. Then...well...it started coming our way. The lightning arced across the sky, right over our heads, and I declared it was time to go inside. lol

The storm really freaked out Arlo, but Cam n I went out a few times to the pool house to watch it all unfold. It was pretty amazing..

I still remember the night at our first house in Agoura when my older siblings had friends over. I was supposed to be sleeping, but I kept sneaking out. There was a lightning storm, and I wanted to watch it, so my oldest brother helped me up on the roof of the house with him and we watch the lightning. I got in trouble a couple times for that. But it was magical.. That was back when we actually got thunder/lightning storms in Agoura in the summer. I don't remember the last time we had one there, at that time of the year...

**

And, with regards to storms, my sincere condolences go out to the families of the people aboard Air France flight 447. I don't care what kind of people they were, whether good or bad; it's a tragedy, and they're all in a better place. What a horrible way to die.

xoxoxo

I think I'm going to leave this journal "open to the public". Most of my "intimate" thoughts are behind locked doors, and behind me in the "in the past" kind of way..

But then I wonder, what does someone like me -- someone who already has 4 other blogs -- write about? I was thinking a mish-mash of spirituality, tarot, & raising kids. I won't bitch about my inlaws because as of May 31st, there's nothing to bitch about (hahahahaha!!). And I won't bitch about Cam n I because as of, well, moving out here, there's been nothing to bitch about. We're doing fan-damn-tastic, thank you very much.

Sooo...where does that leave me?

Hm. I guess I'll just write whatever the fuck I want. I do need to update my icons, though. I just realized that after I let my paid account lapse, they left me with shit icons. Like, the ones I used the least. Idiots. >_<; Though I guess that's my fault for forgetting the password on here and therefore not checking this journal for almost a year.

Ugh.

Okay. Time to tweak my journal more. I'll tackle my user info later. On to the icons!!

xoxoxo

A quickie: We moved to Ohio! We're finally away from the frickin' inlaws! Yay!!

Things are going very well here. It seems we're more suited for rural living than urban living. ^_^

That's it for now. I'm sure I'll think of something later...

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Here's a better update about the surgery and afterwards: Jack's Blog

Check it out! :)

(I've been posting mainly over at my other LJ because that's where my life's been recently. However, I thought everyone should/would like to know...)

Jack had his OHS on Thursday. It was done by the director of cardiothoracic surgery; going on bypass, the repair of his ASD, and going off bypass, took just under 2 hours. Wow. They put him in the PICU for that night. They said his ASD was the size of a quarter--sounds pretty big to me! To fix it, the surgeon used some of the membrane from around Jack's heart, and they didn't have to transfuse, so we were pretty lucky.

Friday, they moved him to a regular room. I spent the night with him while C spent the night at our hotel. Today, we checked out of the hotel and spent the day chasing Jack around the halls of a pediatric floor; I'm not kidding, we were seriously chasing him. It's amazing the recovery he's had.

They're talking about discharging him tomorrow. We'll see. All in all, it wasn't too difficult--except the worrying parts--and we're pretty thankful that everything has gone so smoothly these past few days. :)


And... Jack and C are asleep (well, C's half-asleep), and I just got my second wind. Oh the irony. O_o

So I'm going to do a "friends list cut". Comment if you want to stay on my f-list. If you don't comment within a week, I'm unfriending you. It's never personal with me--unless I say otherwise. I just feel like some winter cleaning.

Note:

If you're reading simply because you want to read about Jack's stuff, you can do so over at Jack's Blog.

Anyway. That's that. :)

How do you get rid of a migraine?

Drink vodka!

How do you get rid of a toothache?

Drink vodka!

How do you get happy?

Everybody now.....Drink lodka! I mean, vodka!!


I get silly. :)

Okay. I'll stop now.

I kinda like this layout. I'll let it sit on my brain for a few days... see if I like it. (???)

Okay. So, if you have a little girl yourself, or you know someone who does, or... etc etc, you HAVE to check out my sister's ebay store. She has some super-cute stuff (blankets, burp cloths, etc) in retro patterns (well, more like classic, but TOTALLY cute).

Here's the site: The Dizzy Daizy


She's one of the best moms I know, and I know she's doing this to help support her family. (Or maybe as just a side business to keep her busy? *shrug*) Even if you don't buy anything, just check it out and pass it on. :)

sireesanwar did this, and I filled it out, so now I'm posting it for all of yous guys. Because inquiring minds wanna know. (I'm too lazy to change the wording up here. Deal.)

1. Do you have a tattoo?
2. How old are you?
3. Are you single or taken?
4. Eat with your hands or utensils?
5. Do you dream at night?
6. Ever seen a corpse?
7.George Strait or Jay Z?
8. How did we meet?

HERE COMES THE EQUALLY INTERESTING PART...
9. Whats your philosophy on life and death?
10. If you could do anything with me, and have no one know, what would it be?
11. Do you trust the police?
12. Do you like Country music?
13. What is your fondest memory of me?
14. If you could change anything about yourself what would it be?
15. Would you cheat ?
16. What do you wear to sleep?
17. Have you ever peed in a pool?
18. Would you hide evidence for me if I asked you to?
19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
20. Which do you prefer - short or long hair?
21. Do you sing in the shower?
22. What's your favorite color?
23. If you could bring back anyone that has passed, who would it be?
24. Tell me one interesting/odd fact about you?
25. What was your first impression of me?
26. Have you ever done drugs?
27. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?

In Canyon Country, here in California, there was a man breaking into women's apartments/condos and raping/assaulting them. They finally caught him. Come to find out, he's already been deported.....TWICE!!! What the fuck??

And, in the paper, it almost read like a side note: "Oh, by the way, he was deported twice before..." (not quite so nonchalant, but you get the idea)

Hearing things like this makes me soo pissed off!

I just created a new blog. It's called Dear Mom. Check it out. :)

Your words cut me to the core;
my heart bleeds, and hurts,
and it cries tears of pain.
You think you've got me figured,
you know me so well,
let me ask you this:
What has, and always will be,
my favorite thing to do?

You strike out without thinking,
saying the words that will hurt the most.
You strike hard and fast,
and the words reverberate,
until I think I can't love you anymore.

(What's my favorite flower?)

No one has made me cry--or want to--
as much as you have.
No one has questioned my honesty, my loyalty,
my very being,
as much as you have.
No one has ever--EVER--hurt me,
as much as you have.

(What genre of books do I tend to read most?)

I have been yelled at,
I have seen abuse,
I have been raped and molested
and emotionally and mentally
abused.
I have lost a mother,
two uncles, a grandma, a grandpa;
and, yet, none of that seems to compare
to the venom I feel from you.

Ouch.

I'm sorry.
Did I hurt you?
Did I say something rash?
Am I just saying these things in hopes
that I'll hurt you,
just as you have me?

Nope.

I'm not like that. I don't strike out
for no reason.
I only speak the truth of my feelings;
and, right now, my heart is breaking.

(What do I like better: gold or silver?)

I think we can mend this,
for the time being, at least.
Until next time, the next fight,
when more words will shoot a hole straight through my heart.
I still love you, though some will say I shouldn't.
(And they do.)
I just need some time, some space,
until my heart can heal.
Maybe a good nights' sleep will do it...
then we can go on like this never happened.
(Even though I know you secretly agree with m-o-m,
I'll pretend you're really on my side,
Right until the end.)

(I sometimes say I hear like a....what?)