the good and bad of it
yesterday i went to Honey's K graduation and Saru's 8th grade graduation. they were both on honor roll. Nan's grade were good too, but she wasn't on honor roll this time (?). at Saru's ceremony we were out in full sun for 2 hours. i didn't think about it ahead of time, so i didn't bring any sunscreen or a hat. i really do know better, really. my neck, forearms are lobsterfied, and my face glows--a lot. lots of aloe with lidocaine. lots and lots. if i had a tub worth anything, i would have taken a tea bath last night, but of course i live in an apartment.
today is the first day of the girls' summer vacation and i will be taking Saru to the airport tomorrow to send her to her dad's. or i should say to Dw's where Ny is staying. he has been without a job for awhile and is watching her kids while she and her husband works. she says she accepts this in lieu of child support. that's good for her, but what about me? the whole thing is ridiculous, which is why i don't believe in the whole child support system, but i guess that's just me.
otherwise, life is life. i work, i write and i play on the computer. i talk to my friend and try to make her feel better about bad things that are happening to her. i'm not any good at that emotional stuff, but i try. i've never known what to say to people to make them feel better. i'm much better at raw facts, functions and outcomes. even when i go thru shit, my head is still explaining it to myself in the background as i cry or yell or whatever. makes me good in an emergency but no good comforting the victims, if you know what i mean. so i can tell her what to expect next and tell her how sorry i am for her, but i can't really make her feel less scared or any less in pain. boo me.
today is the first day of the girls' summer vacation and i will be taking Saru to the airport tomorrow to send her to her dad's. or i should say to Dw's where Ny is staying. he has been without a job for awhile and is watching her kids while she and her husband works. she says she accepts this in lieu of child support. that's good for her, but what about me? the whole thing is ridiculous, which is why i don't believe in the whole child support system, but i guess that's just me.
otherwise, life is life. i work, i write and i play on the computer. i talk to my friend and try to make her feel better about bad things that are happening to her. i'm not any good at that emotional stuff, but i try. i've never known what to say to people to make them feel better. i'm much better at raw facts, functions and outcomes. even when i go thru shit, my head is still explaining it to myself in the background as i cry or yell or whatever. makes me good in an emergency but no good comforting the victims, if you know what i mean. so i can tell her what to expect next and tell her how sorry i am for her, but i can't really make her feel less scared or any less in pain. boo me.