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| My Bella |
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| Newborn Corvin |
The day before I was going to leave the first time...I got a flat tire. There was a huge bolt in it. The car sat in my driveway for more than 24 hours ...waiting for my husband to get off of conference calls to fix it. I had numerous errands to run before I could leave. Lord knows they don't know how to go to the grocery store and the pharmacy without me. And forget about me leaving without getting my mom her supply of wine.
(Side note: The guys at the local liquor store get her order ready when they see her getting out of the car. I think they all know her on a first name basis.) Love you mom!
One may wonder, "Why didn't you just take your husband's car to run your errands?" One who wonders that has apparently, never met my husband. His car is his most prized possession. Although both of our names are on the car's title..I do not drive it because number 1) it's a stick shift. He did that on purpose to make it harder for me to drive. And number 2) If anything were to happen to it while it is in my possession, we would be on our way to divorce court. Not literally...I think. But it would be the end of life as we know it.
Anywhoo...it was also our Anniversary that Monday and he was leaving town on Tuesday. The later I would leave, would give me less time I would have to spend in Houston and I would have to rush home in order to celebrate our Anniversary. Not to mention... I've been perpetually tired for the past month or so. I really didn't have the energy to drive down there (3 hours) only to have to rush back
home.
I stayed at home and we had a wonderful 18th Anniversary together. When we arrived at the restaurant...there was a huge bouquet of flowers. I was the envy of every woman sitting around us.
The following weekend I am supposed to go again. This is the first week that the kids were out of school. Hubby had been out of town most of the week on business, which means I had been entertaining kids 24/7. I have already been running on a low energy factor. By the time the weekend rolled around, I was freakin' exhausted. I couldn't muster up the energy to go. Sucker! I should have just sucked it up and left. See ya! Sayanara family!
Part of me was also not comfortable with leaving Blue with his dad since he's been so explosive lately. With the two of them being twins and all...I mean they are so much alike, especially in the stubbornness department. They either can't get enough of each other or they can't get away from each other fast enough. So yes, the sucker mother that I am...let the guilt keep me from leaving
So this week is my husband's birthday and on the weekend it's Father's day. Blue's friends are supposed to come to stay a couple of days because their mother is going out of town for a wedding. I volunteered for this months ago, after she was so kind to keep Blue for us while we were in Vegas.
Sucker that I am...I give hubby the option of going to L.A. for the Playboy Jazz Festival (alone). He's actually been doing this almost annually for the past few years. He goes and meets my dad and some friends. I made this offer because he is not a fan of having other kids in the house. He barely wants his own kids in the house. How could I do that to him for his birthday and Father's Day? Right?
Of course, he doesn't think twice about my offer. He booked that plane ticket so fast, he left my head spinning. He is out of here! So the SUCKER who has missed getting away for 2 WEEKS in a row, is now going to be stuck at home with a bunch of kids for the weekend!
Just give me a tattoo and put it on my forehead. BIG FAT SUCKER! Ha ha ha ha ha! That's what my husband will be saying as he takes off on that plane.
The good news is...after he booked his trip, Blue's friend's mom cancelled on the boys coming to spend the weekend. It turns it's their dad's weekend. Awwh! I'm so sad! At least one father will be stuck with his kids on Father's Day.
The other good news is my Bestie texted me and says that she's going to come up here to spend time with me!
And that's why this SUCKER loves her so much!
(Side note: The guys at the local liquor store get her order ready when they see her getting out of the car. I think they all know her on a first name basis.) Love you mom!
One may wonder, "Why didn't you just take your husband's car to run your errands?" One who wonders that has apparently, never met my husband. His car is his most prized possession. Although both of our names are on the car's title..I do not drive it because number 1) it's a stick shift. He did that on purpose to make it harder for me to drive. And number 2) If anything were to happen to it while it is in my possession, we would be on our way to divorce court. Not literally...I think. But it would be the end of life as we know it.
Anywhoo...it was also our Anniversary that Monday and he was leaving town on Tuesday. The later I would leave, would give me less time I would have to spend in Houston and I would have to rush home in order to celebrate our Anniversary. Not to mention... I've been perpetually tired for the past month or so. I really didn't have the energy to drive down there (3 hours) only to have to rush back
home.
I stayed at home and we had a wonderful 18th Anniversary together. When we arrived at the restaurant...there was a huge bouquet of flowers. I was the envy of every woman sitting around us.
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| Flowers from Hubby |
The following weekend I am supposed to go again. This is the first week that the kids were out of school. Hubby had been out of town most of the week on business, which means I had been entertaining kids 24/7. I have already been running on a low energy factor. By the time the weekend rolled around, I was freakin' exhausted. I couldn't muster up the energy to go. Sucker! I should have just sucked it up and left. See ya! Sayanara family!
Part of me was also not comfortable with leaving Blue with his dad since he's been so explosive lately. With the two of them being twins and all...I mean they are so much alike, especially in the stubbornness department. They either can't get enough of each other or they can't get away from each other fast enough. So yes, the sucker mother that I am...let the guilt keep me from leaving
So this week is my husband's birthday and on the weekend it's Father's day. Blue's friends are supposed to come to stay a couple of days because their mother is going out of town for a wedding. I volunteered for this months ago, after she was so kind to keep Blue for us while we were in Vegas.
Sucker that I am...I give hubby the option of going to L.A. for the Playboy Jazz Festival (alone). He's actually been doing this almost annually for the past few years. He goes and meets my dad and some friends. I made this offer because he is not a fan of having other kids in the house. He barely wants his own kids in the house. How could I do that to him for his birthday and Father's Day? Right?
Of course, he doesn't think twice about my offer. He booked that plane ticket so fast, he left my head spinning. He is out of here! So the SUCKER who has missed getting away for 2 WEEKS in a row, is now going to be stuck at home with a bunch of kids for the weekend!
Just give me a tattoo and put it on my forehead. BIG FAT SUCKER! Ha ha ha ha ha! That's what my husband will be saying as he takes off on that plane.
The good news is...after he booked his trip, Blue's friend's mom cancelled on the boys coming to spend the weekend. It turns it's their dad's weekend. Awwh! I'm so sad! At least one father will be stuck with his kids on Father's Day.
The other good news is my Bestie texted me and says that she's going to come up here to spend time with me!
And that's why this SUCKER loves her so much!
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| Me and my Bestie |
Editorial Note: Hubby says I threw him under the bus on this post. I will admit that both weekends he did encourage me to go even after he made me a day late, but I was just too exhausted. However I must remind everyone...this is MY blog and stories are written from MY point of view. These are MY Confessions -MY therapy! I can't tell you how good I felt after writing this. It made me laugh. I am entitled to creative license. I tell the story as I see it. There are times when I write for comedic release and to make others laugh. What is the world without a little laughter? If you can't laugh at yourself and your life ...your life is going to be really BORING and in MY opinion...that would be tragic.
I welcome guest posts if you would like to write something from your point of view. Of course since this is My blog...I am also Editor-In-Chief!
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Adelaide Dupont · 285 weeks ago
And for those of us who knew and appreciated these points in high school to a greater or lesser extent - always good to have a refresher and feel them through the current and future generations who we survived to be able to see.
I especially appreciated points 5, 7 and 10.
And young women not settling or settling down yet is a good thing.
"It's never too late to live our dreams" - but it may be too early for some of them!
And 8 of course.
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Maira L. Coral · 216 weeks ago
I was looking for information for my Multi-Genre Disability Research Project from my Early Childhood Special Education class on the web, when suddenly I came across your blog. I started reading this out of curiosity and I want to tell you that as you said yourself, you will not be Amanda Gorman, but you managed to make me shed some tears, perhaps because I felt totally identified with your words, especially in the part that you speak of your son. My son also has Asperger's syndrome, he is 19 years old and he is in the second semester of College. Also like yours, he takes classes from home, likewise my eldest daughter is also taking college classes from her room. At the same time, that I work as a preschool teacher from my kitchen through a computer, my husband sleeps in the room during the day because he works at night. Also in the afternoons I myself take virtual school classes. I am a 51-year-old Latin woman who began to learn the English language as adult, so maybe you find some deficiencies in my writing, however, I was very moved by how proud you express yourself about your son. Referent your mother, I liked the humorous tone that you give when your talk about her, so I did not want to miss this opportunity and stopped my assignments for a moment to let you know that your words do make a difference, since they reach the heart of at least those who have opportunity to read you. I want confess you that is the most long I have written to someone I don't know, because your words inspired me, thank you...
Gavin Bollard · 209 weeks ago
Thanks for this post. I've been very distracted of late and so this was how I found out about our friend Kate. Kate's struggles were very real but they were so constant and so wide-ranging that it was difficult for people around her to address them. I think it's going to take a while longer for me to process all this.
I learned so much from Kate because she was always quick to point out the many injustices in the world. In her glory days, she was very much a crusader and she cared for everyone. Over the years, as her situation took its toll, I came to realise that it was the fact that she couldn't be put in a single specific category, that made the system fail her. She needed help that they weren't set up to provide.
She needed more care and she needed to be less alone. I'm so sorry that this has happened.
For a long while we were corresponding almost every day but a couple of months ago, I realised that she had become so stressed that nearly every interaction I had with her was starting to trigger her. I backed away to give her a bit more space. She only had a little time that she could stand to be online and there were too many things that she wanted to do in that time. I thought that by taking a step back, she could reach out to more people who might be geographically closer and able to assist.
Kate was a beautiful soul and she will be sorely missed by all of us.
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Spoil your cat · 121 weeks ago
Many of these living arrangement aren't good, and many of the people who run those places really don't have the residents' best interest at heart. Those places are like old age homes and foster homes, where you sometimes hear horror stories. They're hard to trust. But then there are good ones, of course.
The best thing for an autistic adult is either to go on living at home or working and renting an apartment and living independently, but that isn't always an option.
Duncan · 112 weeks ago