OMFG this weekend and the previous two weeks have been intense.
Some of the things that have happened:
The Boys and I have moved homes. The Dude did not move with us.
The Youngest gave himself a concussion.
The Oldest had to have 12 stitches in his knee.
Both of those happened on the same weekend.
I had it out with both The Dude and My Mother within 4 days, and realized exactly how similar they are.
I fell and put my teeth through my lip, bruised my neck and both knees and elbows.
My Mother fell down the stairs at my new place, possibly bruising a rib.
The Old Man Dog - Duke tore out a toenail, bleeding all over. His other rear leg deteriorated beyond reason, and he stopped eating, and started trowing up bile. It is likely that he will not survive the week at this point, and maybe not even the day.
I am just sad and tired and conflicted.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Monday, March 5, 2012
Monday morning weekend wrap up
Let's start this one on Thursday, because it's my wrap up, and I can start it wherever I damned well please...So yeah, Thursday - The Boys had a field trip to the California Academy of Sciences in San Francisco. I drove my boys, two other boys and another mom. The drive was the usual telling the kids to not yell. Oh, and I'd rented a minivan to transport us all, as my car is out of registration. I'd paid it, but it hasn't yet passed smog testing and I haven't had the funds to have it repaired. The last time I was in the city with a car out of reg, the second I entered Golden Gate Park, I got a $150 ticket. So it actually cost me less to rent a minivan. I will never buy a minivan though, because every noise is funneled to the wedge shaped windshield, and into my ear drum, piercing my brain. I hadn't been to the Academy since my own school days and the improvements are great. The Boys loved it, and made me promise to take them back soon, so maybe a spring break or summer trip? I skipped yoga, with the intent of sleeping in preparation of Friday, and instead had dinner at the restaurant and went to my parents' to tell them what has been going on in my life. I'd been dreading telling them, having been through Sis' divorce and how they handled that. They were very supportive and treated me with respect and like an adult. I was happy with the outcome, but didn't get to bed before midnight.
Friday - I had to be out of the house by 6:30 in the morning in order to make it to a training class by 8:00. Much like three years ago, the management employees at my place of work are being trained to work union jobs in the chance of a strike during contract negotiations. This time around, I had 52 on-line courses and three live classes. Friday was the first, where we learned about personal protective equipment (read safety glasses, hard hats, gloves, boots, rubber insulated gloves), how to deploy and use a 28 foot extension ladder, and how not to get electrocuted. It was eight hours long, and too far to drive. I picked up The Boys at a friend's and we had some yummy Thai food for dinner. I actually went to bed at a decent hour.
Saturday - I woke up in a panic because it was The Boys' school rummage sale which I agreed to work. I made it there in plenty of time, although it opened early and was jam packed when I got there. I took pictures, and wandered around helping where I could. The Dude dropped off The Boys and they hung out, played and helped for the day. After clean up, The Oldest went to a friend's and The Youngest and I made lunch and hung out. The Dude came home, and I went out to dinner and a couple of clubs where I realized how dismal the dating scene really is. I did get hit on by a couple of people who really aren't my type, and danced, and drank, and didn't have to drive. Stopped at IHOP after last call and came home.
Sunday - took a shower at 3:30 in the morning when I came home so that I didn't smell of cigarettes and desperation. I don't smoke and don't like to smell like I do, nor have my hair, jammie's and sheets smell like it. Forgot my alarm was still set from Friday, so after one hour, I was hitting snooze until I could climb from my stupor to turn off the alarm and slept until 11. Got up, did laundry, and The Dude decided to quiz me on my night, wanting to know who I went with, where I went and whether I'd hooked up with anyone. He also said he wants me to tell him if and when I do hook up so he can hear what it was like. Seriously? What. The. Fuck. I told him he was way out of line and his asking was offensive. He was taken by surprise that I would think that. I don't even know what the fuck I am dealing with here... Later that same day, I took The Boys to see Alice in Wonderland, as performed by the local theater company. My Mom got the tickets, and The Boys had fun. We stopped at the drive through dairy for soft serve and went back to my folks' to visit. Came home, barbecued a tri tip, made green and potato salads and did more laundry. Went to bed at a decent hour.
I cram a ton of stuff into my weekends... Makes me tired to even think about them.
Friday - I had to be out of the house by 6:30 in the morning in order to make it to a training class by 8:00. Much like three years ago, the management employees at my place of work are being trained to work union jobs in the chance of a strike during contract negotiations. This time around, I had 52 on-line courses and three live classes. Friday was the first, where we learned about personal protective equipment (read safety glasses, hard hats, gloves, boots, rubber insulated gloves), how to deploy and use a 28 foot extension ladder, and how not to get electrocuted. It was eight hours long, and too far to drive. I picked up The Boys at a friend's and we had some yummy Thai food for dinner. I actually went to bed at a decent hour.
Saturday - I woke up in a panic because it was The Boys' school rummage sale which I agreed to work. I made it there in plenty of time, although it opened early and was jam packed when I got there. I took pictures, and wandered around helping where I could. The Dude dropped off The Boys and they hung out, played and helped for the day. After clean up, The Oldest went to a friend's and The Youngest and I made lunch and hung out. The Dude came home, and I went out to dinner and a couple of clubs where I realized how dismal the dating scene really is. I did get hit on by a couple of people who really aren't my type, and danced, and drank, and didn't have to drive. Stopped at IHOP after last call and came home.
Sunday - took a shower at 3:30 in the morning when I came home so that I didn't smell of cigarettes and desperation. I don't smoke and don't like to smell like I do, nor have my hair, jammie's and sheets smell like it. Forgot my alarm was still set from Friday, so after one hour, I was hitting snooze until I could climb from my stupor to turn off the alarm and slept until 11. Got up, did laundry, and The Dude decided to quiz me on my night, wanting to know who I went with, where I went and whether I'd hooked up with anyone. He also said he wants me to tell him if and when I do hook up so he can hear what it was like. Seriously? What. The. Fuck. I told him he was way out of line and his asking was offensive. He was taken by surprise that I would think that. I don't even know what the fuck I am dealing with here... Later that same day, I took The Boys to see Alice in Wonderland, as performed by the local theater company. My Mom got the tickets, and The Boys had fun. We stopped at the drive through dairy for soft serve and went back to my folks' to visit. Came home, barbecued a tri tip, made green and potato salads and did more laundry. Went to bed at a decent hour.
I cram a ton of stuff into my weekends... Makes me tired to even think about them.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
My Town Shoot Out - Paths, Steps, and Walkways
If you would like to see what others around the globe are shooting of their towns, I encourage you to go HERE.
This week's theme is Paths, Steps, and Walkways
I was out after a field trip on Thursday, and spotted this:
A Blue Heron on the Iron Horse Trail which crosses through my town, much the way it's namesake did decades ago.
This week's theme is Paths, Steps, and Walkways
I was out after a field trip on Thursday, and spotted this:
This is looking the other direction, where it cuts under a road, and toward the creek.
Both are Directly Out Of Camera - no post editing at all.
Happy Weekend All!
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Shit floating about in my head
Today there is just so much crap in my head. I am in the middle of training to do a job I shouldn't have to do, will likely not have to do, and feeling like it is a colossal waste of time. My company employs both union represented and non union represented people, as well as contractors, etc. Contracts are up for renegotiation, as they are every 3 years. Three years ago, I trained to climb poles (mind out of the gutter), nine years ago I trained to answer phones and questions on billing, No clue what was six, or twelve years ago - seem to have lost that in a fog. This year I had 50+ on line courses with an average of 2 hours each, and have 6 days and nights of live classroom training, located 2+ hours away from my home...
The Girl Scouts are trying to turn me into a diabetic cow. Insidious little kids with delicious cookies. And most are friends of my kids, so there is an obligation...
I feel like I need to eat less and move more. I am becoming too sedintary.
I feel like I am under threats from various places - finances and relationships primary. Thankfully, work (other than the training) and The Boys' school seem to be doing ok.
The Boys and The Dude were in AZ this past weekend, and they seem to have had fun. My weekend was relatively quiet, and I got some stuff done.
The Girl Scouts are trying to turn me into a diabetic cow. Insidious little kids with delicious cookies. And most are friends of my kids, so there is an obligation...
I feel like I need to eat less and move more. I am becoming too sedintary.
I feel like I am under threats from various places - finances and relationships primary. Thankfully, work (other than the training) and The Boys' school seem to be doing ok.
The Boys and The Dude were in AZ this past weekend, and they seem to have had fun. My weekend was relatively quiet, and I got some stuff done.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Tableau Tuesday 2/21/2012
Another week, another Tableau Tuesday - all photos taken this last weekend while in Nevada City for Mardi Gras:
Created with Admarket's flickrSLiDR.
Happy Tuesday all!
Created with Admarket's flickrSLiDR.
Happy Tuesday all!
Monday, February 20, 2012
Monday Evening Weekend Wrap Up
This was a busy weekend. Not unusually so, but my usual level of busy would put lesser people in the ground...
Friday - The morning working, and the afternoon teaching art. After school, brought The Youngest home, while The Oldest had a DI meeting. Don't know what DI is? Go HERE. I packed myself and The Boys, and The Dude was already gone. After DI, I took The Boys to my Sister's house. She watched them while I had dinner with some friends I haven't seen in years. This is mostly due to The Dude's bridge burning, and my inability to fight for those friendships. They were all VERY supportive, and it wasn't as awkward as I feared. The one person who was invited and recently revealed an inappropriate relationship with The Dude, bowed out, and so it was a good dinner. There is still some interpersonal drama amongst that group, but I do not have the time nor inclination to get involved. Rode BART home and got to bed about 1:30 Saturday morning.
Saturday - I was wide awake at 6am, at my Sister's by 8:15 to pick up The Oldest, and off to the DI regional tournament. I worked the Score Room, and The Dude showed up at 11:30. My Sister dropped off The Youngest at noon, and I took a break to watch their Team Challenges. They both did a great job, and I was back in the score room until the final awards ceremony at 6pm. The Oldest's team is going to the State tournament, and the Youngest's isn't. The Youngest and one of his friends had melt downs, and it was not a fun ride out of there. I dropped The Boys at my folks' - with my Sister and Nephews, and my Sister's Youngest was able to pull The Youngest out of his funk. I left around 7:30 and drove for almost 3 hours to get to the Mardi Gras party in Nevada City. The party was still in full swing, and the inappropriate relationship person was there. I hadn't planned a response if she were, and ended up not even able to look at her, or acknowledge her in any way. I am a bit torn between feeling bad about it, and feeling proud that it wasn't more of a scene. I ended up having one drink and just going to bed at around midnight.
Sunday - slept in until 7am. Got up, had coffee, took a shower and got ready. Made breakfast for the house with friends from Friday's dinner, and walked around town before the parade. The Youngest called once while I was wandering. Got back in time to decorate my car and get the beads loaded in. The Youngest called a second time right before the parade. I drove the parade while listening to music, and throwing beads to the record crowd. After the parade, pitched in to clean up the house, and wandered back downtown to finish shopping. The Oldest called to ask when I would be home and if the parade was over. Volunteered to clean up from the Carnivale celebration, then had some fantastic Thai food for dinner. Back at the house for a couple of hours of visiting, and in bed around 11pm.
Monday - awake at 7am, packed up, bed stripped, and a cup of coffee before heading downtown for breakfast. More visiting and cleaning up and headed back home. The afternoon and evening were spent listening to The Dude become increasingly impatient with The Boys. They were sent to their rooms several times, once by me to have them clean up, the rest by The Dude as he couldn't take it anymore. I reminded him that he was to go out tonight, and he decided to stay in and take it out on us instead. Lucky me...
Some photos of Mardi Gras:
Created with Admarket's flickrSLiDR.
Friday - The morning working, and the afternoon teaching art. After school, brought The Youngest home, while The Oldest had a DI meeting. Don't know what DI is? Go HERE. I packed myself and The Boys, and The Dude was already gone. After DI, I took The Boys to my Sister's house. She watched them while I had dinner with some friends I haven't seen in years. This is mostly due to The Dude's bridge burning, and my inability to fight for those friendships. They were all VERY supportive, and it wasn't as awkward as I feared. The one person who was invited and recently revealed an inappropriate relationship with The Dude, bowed out, and so it was a good dinner. There is still some interpersonal drama amongst that group, but I do not have the time nor inclination to get involved. Rode BART home and got to bed about 1:30 Saturday morning.
Saturday - I was wide awake at 6am, at my Sister's by 8:15 to pick up The Oldest, and off to the DI regional tournament. I worked the Score Room, and The Dude showed up at 11:30. My Sister dropped off The Youngest at noon, and I took a break to watch their Team Challenges. They both did a great job, and I was back in the score room until the final awards ceremony at 6pm. The Oldest's team is going to the State tournament, and the Youngest's isn't. The Youngest and one of his friends had melt downs, and it was not a fun ride out of there. I dropped The Boys at my folks' - with my Sister and Nephews, and my Sister's Youngest was able to pull The Youngest out of his funk. I left around 7:30 and drove for almost 3 hours to get to the Mardi Gras party in Nevada City. The party was still in full swing, and the inappropriate relationship person was there. I hadn't planned a response if she were, and ended up not even able to look at her, or acknowledge her in any way. I am a bit torn between feeling bad about it, and feeling proud that it wasn't more of a scene. I ended up having one drink and just going to bed at around midnight.
Sunday - slept in until 7am. Got up, had coffee, took a shower and got ready. Made breakfast for the house with friends from Friday's dinner, and walked around town before the parade. The Youngest called once while I was wandering. Got back in time to decorate my car and get the beads loaded in. The Youngest called a second time right before the parade. I drove the parade while listening to music, and throwing beads to the record crowd. After the parade, pitched in to clean up the house, and wandered back downtown to finish shopping. The Oldest called to ask when I would be home and if the parade was over. Volunteered to clean up from the Carnivale celebration, then had some fantastic Thai food for dinner. Back at the house for a couple of hours of visiting, and in bed around 11pm.
Monday - awake at 7am, packed up, bed stripped, and a cup of coffee before heading downtown for breakfast. More visiting and cleaning up and headed back home. The afternoon and evening were spent listening to The Dude become increasingly impatient with The Boys. They were sent to their rooms several times, once by me to have them clean up, the rest by The Dude as he couldn't take it anymore. I reminded him that he was to go out tonight, and he decided to stay in and take it out on us instead. Lucky me...
Some photos of Mardi Gras:
Created with Admarket's flickrSLiDR.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
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