so much Random here and there
First off, Davacets are great pain killers. They totally numb but without making me feel too stoned.
Just giggly. Why do I have this drug? Mum's the word. I have a friend who is living her own drama, so I am not going to detail that particular one in my life right now. :)
So, Rob got a job offer for Lake Placid. Making over double of what he makes now at the Arena.
I am caught. We love our friends here. This neighborhood, OUR HOUSE.
We are settled in. The girls have friends that come over and play or they go there to play. Rob and I have friends left and right. I am getting over my mormonism paranoia. ~ all of my previous neighbors where either psycho of gossipy mormons and I feared them because of the power they held~
Here, real people. Nice people.
I love walking my daughters to the bus stop every morning. All of us moms hanging out with our coffee cups and chit chatting. Discussing things in our lives and being able to give and recieve true feed back.
If I am late to get the kids, one of the other moms gets them off the bus and vice versa.
Today the kids came here to play. Another day my kids go there to play. So on and so forth.
And I love it! Like if Moose gets loose everyone finds if funny. No judgement towards me as a person with a bad dog. All of the kids love Luna.
But it is not just the moms. The dads are buds too. So, it works all the way around.
But, lately, Brianna has been bringing some bad influence from the other kids she has in her class.
And the projects that are located about a half mile away seem to disperse some awful individuals that roam these parts.
SO, I am caught. Finally we belong, but the money offered and the setting are very tempting.
We plan to drive up there in the next week or so. Last week totally sucked for Rob.
INXS, The Fall Out Boys, etc. Plus baseball and private parties and University graduations.
And now he is out of town on some Chef convention. blah.
Before I make any decisions, I want to go over Lake Placid and Mnt Gorge (sp?) with a fine tooth comb.
And I told him that if we do move, I am not selling this house. I will rent it out.
AND, we are never moving again. EVER. Unless for some reason we are forced back here.
But that is it. We shall see what happens.
I love my new job but hate my new manager. This is his first time ever being a manager. He is like 23 and totally ego. Annoying as hell. Too long to get into.
Aizee is doing great. Her collar bone is mending fine. We find out about her surgery next week.
Her cbc came back today and her counts are perfect. That is SO WONDERFUL!!!!!! :) TRIPLE!
Eventually, I should update her Caring bridge page. But at times I feel uncomfortable doing so.
I am even thinking about taking her off of MACS.
I mean, she has 4 years left to be checked. And a lot could happen to her then. But I am all for NOTHING happening to her. And in the meantime, there are a ton of children suffering now. Dying now.
I do not want to inadvertantly take any attention away from them.
And on cb, I guess it is a bit of survivors guilt. I mean, a lot of the families we met through that, most of the kids are still struggling or have died. A small percentage are okay now.
So, I feel a bit akward talking about how great she is doing. Sort of like putting salt in wounds.
I don't know. Another thing I mull over at times.
From dealing with my puppy doggie Moose, I am considering a position with the ASPCA. He was totally brutalized in the pound. I feel this need to educate people about kindness.
Another thing to juggle.
Too much going on and I know most of you don't give a rats ass anyway. I just need to type peices of it out from time to time. If only for my brain to ponder it at times.
Take care. :)
Just giggly. Why do I have this drug? Mum's the word. I have a friend who is living her own drama, so I am not going to detail that particular one in my life right now. :)
So, Rob got a job offer for Lake Placid. Making over double of what he makes now at the Arena.
I am caught. We love our friends here. This neighborhood, OUR HOUSE.
We are settled in. The girls have friends that come over and play or they go there to play. Rob and I have friends left and right. I am getting over my mormonism paranoia. ~ all of my previous neighbors where either psycho of gossipy mormons and I feared them because of the power they held~
Here, real people. Nice people.
I love walking my daughters to the bus stop every morning. All of us moms hanging out with our coffee cups and chit chatting. Discussing things in our lives and being able to give and recieve true feed back.
If I am late to get the kids, one of the other moms gets them off the bus and vice versa.
Today the kids came here to play. Another day my kids go there to play. So on and so forth.
And I love it! Like if Moose gets loose everyone finds if funny. No judgement towards me as a person with a bad dog. All of the kids love Luna.
But it is not just the moms. The dads are buds too. So, it works all the way around.
But, lately, Brianna has been bringing some bad influence from the other kids she has in her class.
And the projects that are located about a half mile away seem to disperse some awful individuals that roam these parts.
SO, I am caught. Finally we belong, but the money offered and the setting are very tempting.
We plan to drive up there in the next week or so. Last week totally sucked for Rob.
INXS, The Fall Out Boys, etc. Plus baseball and private parties and University graduations.
And now he is out of town on some Chef convention. blah.
Before I make any decisions, I want to go over Lake Placid and Mnt Gorge (sp?) with a fine tooth comb.
And I told him that if we do move, I am not selling this house. I will rent it out.
AND, we are never moving again. EVER. Unless for some reason we are forced back here.
But that is it. We shall see what happens.
I love my new job but hate my new manager. This is his first time ever being a manager. He is like 23 and totally ego. Annoying as hell. Too long to get into.
Aizee is doing great. Her collar bone is mending fine. We find out about her surgery next week.
Her cbc came back today and her counts are perfect. That is SO WONDERFUL!!!!!! :) TRIPLE!
Eventually, I should update her Caring bridge page. But at times I feel uncomfortable doing so.
I am even thinking about taking her off of MACS.
I mean, she has 4 years left to be checked. And a lot could happen to her then. But I am all for NOTHING happening to her. And in the meantime, there are a ton of children suffering now. Dying now.
I do not want to inadvertantly take any attention away from them.
And on cb, I guess it is a bit of survivors guilt. I mean, a lot of the families we met through that, most of the kids are still struggling or have died. A small percentage are okay now.
So, I feel a bit akward talking about how great she is doing. Sort of like putting salt in wounds.
I don't know. Another thing I mull over at times.
From dealing with my puppy doggie Moose, I am considering a position with the ASPCA. He was totally brutalized in the pound. I feel this need to educate people about kindness.
Another thing to juggle.
Too much going on and I know most of you don't give a rats ass anyway. I just need to type peices of it out from time to time. If only for my brain to ponder it at times.
Take care. :)