Post Divorce.. doing it for the kids.
As you all know… I have a very rocky existence with the Ex.. and as much as I try shelter the kids the whole thing affects them considerably. So much so that going to their Dad is an unpleasant affair for them to the point now that they don’t want to go in fear of having to be interrogated etc. And I am at my wits end trying to get him to understand that what he does or doesn’t do makes a difference in their lives. So after many threats from him and numerous other unpleasantries exchanged between us I sat down and considered options available to me. Truth be told, we are both to blame, I could deal with things better from my side and of course there is the old saying.. People only do to you what you allow them to do. And even though I HATE the...
OCD – Yes, I am a victim too…
My insanity isn’t always evident but the past three days I am driving myself insane and it feels like no one understands… My glasses.. the eyeglasses I so dearly depend on.. the optical aid which makes sight possible and gives me the appearance of constant fright due to the large eyeball look I sport, is the source of my current frustration*. I just can’t get them clean.. I have tried everything.. I am constantly taking them off, wiping them.. checking them in the light.. rewiping.. rechecking.. rewiping .. rechecking.. until I half scream, put them back on my face and try ignore the fact that I can still feel that little smudge on the corner of the lens. Just be holding them they seem to smudge, I don’t know how, but it is almost like...
Being a dancemat diva and a granny ;-)
Weekends can be so full of interestingness at times and the one past is no different. I was armwrestled into DanceMat again by the kids and even though I lacked the alcohol needed to dull the pain of humiliation it was fun with me winning once or twice (I switched off their controller, don’t tell them).. So between Giggles and Snorts with the kids (the girls & boys) as they took on gangsta lingo and engaged in much smack talk with me, I was on babysitting detail with the newest member of my family, my grandson, Steve.. He is just too adorable and has the sweetest dimples and every chance he gets likes to sit with me. Well thats what D says at any rate. D went to Build-a-Bear this weekend and birthed Steve through a process of heart massages and...
Earth Day 2010
Earth Day 2010 Makes me think of tree huggers and burning bra’s.. but the reality is that if we dont start hugging some trees (you can leave your bra’s on) then our children are going to be left with a very dismal planet to deal with. How I show I care: I always dbl check taps are shut properly throughout the house. I have a sprinkler system for the garden that goes off in the evening for a few minutes to maximise its effectiveness and reducing consumption. I use energy saving light fittings and microwave mostly to conserve energy I re-use plastic packets as rubbish bins in the kitchen I only print what I need I encourage cyclists and have been known to hug one or two occasionally PLUS… I have been wanting to do the recycling for awhile now...
Been there, got the T-shirt..
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Sometimes our inability to foresee change in others and situations can result in the stupidity of us all. I am just as guilty as you.. I don’t expect people or situations to change and if a situation looks familiar I have already concluded the ending. I hardly ever get my hopes up and am always surprised by the generosity of others. In my experience the only person I have ever been able to rely on when it really counts is me. But that assumption and expectation is not really true now is it? I HAVE been able to rely on others before but I chose not to just in case they let me down… <–stupid, hey!? I am often referred to as skeptical and pessimistic but prefer to think of myself as a realist and a cautious person.. My past is checkered with...
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