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This may be brief - I put Little Man down to bed at the same time as his sister - this is a new-ish experiment, and he's fighting it tonight.
Also, I have a thousand and six things to do for the party tomorrow, so I shouldn't be on here at all, but hey, when I have shown any great sense of responsibility?
It's a rainy Saturday night, I am emailing with a boy from POF, and keeping an ear open for mayhem and shouting in the kids' room. (Maura won't let me call it the nursery, for some reason.) We went to a family reunion today - the Mennonites! It was a pretty nice time, I realized that some of the family hadn't heard through the grapevine about my divorce, but there were no really awkward moments. Right before we left, my uncle Mark did come over and hug me, saying that he heard Iw as "having a difficult time" at the moment. I said yeah, but that I was doing okay. He said he hoped everything was able to be resolved because he wants to see me in heaven. That's what he said. SO I said well, thanks, and hugged him again.
I love this uncle, he was the one who was there in the room when my dad died and hugged me hard when I finally let go of Dad's hand after he went. He's special to me, so on one hand his expression of concern was touching, but I don't know quite what he meant about things getting resolved...somehow saving the marriage? Who knows. But that's what happens when the black sheep attends a family function!
I also had a dream last night that my mom and I got ina fight and she tried to slap me, but I caught her wrist, and then stored away from her. THAT's because my SIL told me Mom called her and my brother to fret about how the kids ought to be with me more, because they need their mother. That surely made my brother, a DAD, feel really good. SIL said the whole conversation was rife with illogical statements and nonsense. I figure, now I know what's driving the weird, passive statements she makes to me about the kids. Maddening. I need her support, not her judgment.
Oh, and Nice Boy and I have decided to be friends. He thinks I'm the coolest thing on 2 feet, but just doesn't feel anything romantic towards me. For a while I thought I could bring him around, but I was wrong. Anyway, he'll be a great friend, but as a mate, there are plenty of things to keep him out of the top spot. So it's better this way, even though it was hard to hear. He invited me on a trip to Cedar Point with a couple guy friends...it's just like high school when a guy friend of mine told me that I was so easy to be around, he almost forgot I was a girl.
Um, thanks?
Also, I have a thousand and six things to do for the party tomorrow, so I shouldn't be on here at all, but hey, when I have shown any great sense of responsibility?
It's a rainy Saturday night, I am emailing with a boy from POF, and keeping an ear open for mayhem and shouting in the kids' room. (Maura won't let me call it the nursery, for some reason.) We went to a family reunion today - the Mennonites! It was a pretty nice time, I realized that some of the family hadn't heard through the grapevine about my divorce, but there were no really awkward moments. Right before we left, my uncle Mark did come over and hug me, saying that he heard Iw as "having a difficult time" at the moment. I said yeah, but that I was doing okay. He said he hoped everything was able to be resolved because he wants to see me in heaven. That's what he said. SO I said well, thanks, and hugged him again.
I love this uncle, he was the one who was there in the room when my dad died and hugged me hard when I finally let go of Dad's hand after he went. He's special to me, so on one hand his expression of concern was touching, but I don't know quite what he meant about things getting resolved...somehow saving the marriage? Who knows. But that's what happens when the black sheep attends a family function!
I also had a dream last night that my mom and I got ina fight and she tried to slap me, but I caught her wrist, and then stored away from her. THAT's because my SIL told me Mom called her and my brother to fret about how the kids ought to be with me more, because they need their mother. That surely made my brother, a DAD, feel really good. SIL said the whole conversation was rife with illogical statements and nonsense. I figure, now I know what's driving the weird, passive statements she makes to me about the kids. Maddening. I need her support, not her judgment.
Oh, and Nice Boy and I have decided to be friends. He thinks I'm the coolest thing on 2 feet, but just doesn't feel anything romantic towards me. For a while I thought I could bring him around, but I was wrong. Anyway, he'll be a great friend, but as a mate, there are plenty of things to keep him out of the top spot. So it's better this way, even though it was hard to hear. He invited me on a trip to Cedar Point with a couple guy friends...it's just like high school when a guy friend of mine told me that I was so easy to be around, he almost forgot I was a girl.
Um, thanks?