Hello, journal
So much has happened since my last post; where to start?
It's been three months since mother died. Yeesh. Still so sad. No matter how old you are, you become a young child again who longs for your mommy. Kind of weird, that. It was so strange the way some of my siblings behaved at the funeral. Two siblings in particular, I am feared, have irreparably damaged our relationship forever.
Our entire existence has been consumed with high school football. I don't know what I was thinking when I accepted the nomination for a board position. Holy smokes! I think serving on the city council could be no less stressful than serving on the board of a 5A football team. The Rebels are 5 and 0, and it is looking excellent for a playoff spot. I see Parker down there in the sea of football players and cheerleaders, hopping around after a win with his football helmet held high and can't help but smile. Whenever it becomes stressful and I get frustrated, I think about that song "You're Gonna Miss This" by Trace Adkins. Kinda puts it into perspective for me.
http://www.leaguelineup.com/welcome.asp?url=rebelsfootball
If you scroll down to the seventh picture, look to the far right of your screen. #43- that's my boy, Parker Noland. His hair is actually blond, but the entire team dyed their hair jet black for the season opener. ACK! He looked like Elvis! Texas high school football is amazing, guys.
Kately is playing league soccer again, and loves it. No stress there, just lots of fun and laughs. One thing about a field full of angsty fifteen year old females. SMART MOUTHS AND ATTITUDE!
I recently read Stephenie Meyer's Twilight series. I loved these books, though I'm desperately fighting the urge to fall into obsession as I did with LOTR and Harry Potter. For one thing there is no time, and secondly, there is always a titch of guilt when I do that. Why can't I find a happy balance when I really, really like something? Ha! I will say this, though. I was a bit taken aback to see actual typos the books. And I think her continuity editor should be fired.
Nine days before mom died I accepted a position with LabCorp. I was ready for a job with benefits, more pay, and LESS STRESS! I found it working as a phlebotomist in one of LabCorp's Patient Service Centers. Talk about a lot of change in a few days, though. It took longer to adjust since I had so much to deal with at once, but.... better living through pharmaceuticals, I always say! I should send the makers of Zoloft some flowers. Less than two weeks after the funeral I was at the new job. Things are settled now and I'm quite happy I made the change.
It's been three months since mother died. Yeesh. Still so sad. No matter how old you are, you become a young child again who longs for your mommy. Kind of weird, that. It was so strange the way some of my siblings behaved at the funeral. Two siblings in particular, I am feared, have irreparably damaged our relationship forever.
Our entire existence has been consumed with high school football. I don't know what I was thinking when I accepted the nomination for a board position. Holy smokes! I think serving on the city council could be no less stressful than serving on the board of a 5A football team. The Rebels are 5 and 0, and it is looking excellent for a playoff spot. I see Parker down there in the sea of football players and cheerleaders, hopping around after a win with his football helmet held high and can't help but smile. Whenever it becomes stressful and I get frustrated, I think about that song "You're Gonna Miss This" by Trace Adkins. Kinda puts it into perspective for me.
http://www.leaguelineup.com/welcome.asp?url=rebelsfootball
If you scroll down to the seventh picture, look to the far right of your screen. #43- that's my boy, Parker Noland. His hair is actually blond, but the entire team dyed their hair jet black for the season opener. ACK! He looked like Elvis! Texas high school football is amazing, guys.
Kately is playing league soccer again, and loves it. No stress there, just lots of fun and laughs. One thing about a field full of angsty fifteen year old females. SMART MOUTHS AND ATTITUDE!
I recently read Stephenie Meyer's Twilight series. I loved these books, though I'm desperately fighting the urge to fall into obsession as I did with LOTR and Harry Potter. For one thing there is no time, and secondly, there is always a titch of guilt when I do that. Why can't I find a happy balance when I really, really like something? Ha! I will say this, though. I was a bit taken aback to see actual typos the books. And I think her continuity editor should be fired.
Nine days before mom died I accepted a position with LabCorp. I was ready for a job with benefits, more pay, and LESS STRESS! I found it working as a phlebotomist in one of LabCorp's Patient Service Centers. Talk about a lot of change in a few days, though. It took longer to adjust since I had so much to deal with at once, but.... better living through pharmaceuticals, I always say! I should send the makers of Zoloft some flowers. Less than two weeks after the funeral I was at the new job. Things are settled now and I'm quite happy I made the change.