9-1-10
It was a strange visit with my folks yesterday. My dad was full of spitfire and grouch. Even my mom mentioned it. I let it go, though. I know it is how he is and I am used to it.
What was funny was that as I was explaining to my parents what the boys meant by having another dog at the house (Ken found a lost dog and had it returned to the owner), my mom asked when we will have another baby at the house.
My mom has been more and more excited about the idea of me having another child. She loves the crap out of the boys and has told me that I am an excellent mom and thinks that it would be fun to have one more to dote upon. She knows it is incredibly impractical. She knows that the money to raise another child is not in our account. But she told me that if I told her I was pregnant, she would be so excited she couldn’t contain herself.
My father, on the other hand, is not on board with my mother’s wistful thinking. When my mom and I were gabbing like school girls about the idea of another baby, he grouched out from the other room that I had better not be pregnant. He wants Ken to make more money before I even considered having another kid. Yes, that would be ideal, but I would have liked to hear my dad not just thinking logically, but perhaps on a more personal side.
Either way, it was odd to hear my mom actually snip at him for being grouchy, and to be so open about her feelings about my procreation in front of him. It was also strange since only hours before I had been having a similar discussion regarding a fifth member of my household. Vyerah was pointing out that I don’t want to wait too long if I am serious about wanting another one, and pointed out that there is no “right time” to have a child. If it is meant to be, it will happen and she would love it if I had another kid.
Seriously, I was having major ego boosts all day yesterday with various people telling me nice things. I know, it is wrong to get all big headed, but shoot, it is fun once in a while. LOL!
Friday leave time keeps being a stress. We had mostly settled in on doing the graduation, but now we found out that Andy will be there on Friday, and let’s face it, spending more time with Andy is way better than spending time with a bunch of kids I don’t know. I also found out that it sounds like Holly is coming, too, which is awesome!! So as of now, the plan is to take Friday off, and I will load the car while Ken is at class. The second he gets home, we are off! Woo hoo!
We went through old VHS tapes last night. Ken had set up a DVD player that also had a VHS slot. So I was excited to go through home videos. We found numerous tapes that were essentially prehistoric Tivo. Taped shows like X-Files, 90201 and even random 80’s flicks that were great fun to try and guess the title on when plopped in the middle of it. All of those were placed in the trash pile, which if anyone remembers what a VHS cassette looks like, throwing away even 5 makes gobs of space, and I have a toss pile of at least 20.
We also found some random tapes with video of my class presentations, a class presentation Ken did in one of his training seminars on how to train, and even some video of our cats. It was nice to see some of their fuzzy faces since they had passed away so long ago now. Images of Pixel watching a mechanical bird intently was wonderful.
There also was a tape of Aaron taping Clorox and Hiro chasing a laser. I was excited that he had this for two reasons. One, I get to get the copy to Brandy so she has images of her beloved cats. 2, it was great fun to watch Clorox chase a laser on screen, and also watching Luna watching the same laser on screen. LOL!
I also came across video of Dani’s bridal shower. And Lycos walking the hedge. There is video of me riding in the front of the tractor up at the compound as we drive the length of the property, all the while narrating the journey. Pretty fun stuff.
We showed the boys some of Ken and Beth’s wedding reception. It was fun to see my nephew, Daniel as a baby. And there was Daddy, with no facial hair, and speaking of hair, short hair! The boys liked all of this. We pointed out Aunt Holly and Uncle Andy, along with various other family members. And then, there is Mommy!! They didn’t seem too concerned with Daddy being with some other broad, so that was cool. I didn’t really focus on that. I liked the idea of showing the boys a gathering of their family back in the day. It was a cool way to see them.
Ken and I have discussed getting a new Mac desktop machine that I can use for all of my archivist needs. I will be able to put all the pictures there, and also convert my videos onto the computer so that I have them easily accessible. I know that there are people who would love to see some of them. I also will be able to edit videos of the boys better and have my own little studio. I like this idea a lot.
I am really enjoying that Stephanie is listening to Kevin and Bean this morning.
One of the surprisingly nice things my dad mentioned was that he thought I should send some of the video of Luna into America’s Funniest Home Videos. Keep in mind he still thinks she is retarded, but I think he also things she is adorable. My dad is a sucker for animals, even though he would never admit it. When he is at my house, he always pets the cats, and he always plays with the dogs. He digs them. I understand why he doesn’t get a dog now. He isn’t home a lot, and trust me, it was hard to get a Lycos when the dog I had before was the great Panda Dog. But my dad grew up with critters, and he has a special place in his heart for them. My parents owned a St Bernard named Roper and a cat named Sesame before I came along. Roper lived in Montana with us, and if I remember correctly, my parents gave her away before they moved to California as they were concerned that she would not want to live at a smaller place. But they adored the crap out of that dog. My dad still brags about how Sesame went camping with them! So it is funny when my dad will tease me about my critter love. I know deep down, he gets it.
My new earrings that are lots of chains are considerably less heavy than I expected. They are quite comfy, and freaking awesome.
I don’t like to make phone calls until after Ken calls me since I know he will end up calling me right while I am on the phone. So this wait between 8 and 10 for his call can be tedious when I have calls to make. Of course, there is part of me glad for the time wasting on it since let’s face it, I don’t want to make said calls.
I wonder at what point I can start to consider getting off my anxiety meds.
In the last week, I swear, I have heard more Forest Gump references than I can count. It is time to watch one of the best movies ever.
Bobby got a little icky last night. He never actually threw up, but he had a tummy ache. His eyes were bigger than his gut. That happens from time to time. Up until this point, the boys really don’t tend to over eat, but now that they will when it is food they like, I will have to start to watch that.
The pups are adopted! Woo Hoo! Today was the first day they could be, and I looked this morning and they have homes. Yay! I feel like we did such a good deed. Those pups are going to be happier somewhere where people really take care of them. I agree with Ken on this, too. I hope the a-holes who we rescued them from spent a lot of money on them. LOL!!!
I need new pics on my desk. The ones of Bobby all have him with hair!
It turns out I can whisper a hello to my boss when he comes in and just act like I am on the phone and he will leave me alone. Neat! If only my kids would understand that when I am actually on the phone.
Because Build a Bear knows I am a sucker for their crap, they came out with these new carcasses. Sigh. There is no way I can justify another stuffed toy for myself.
I was about to text Bobby’s coach to ask her if she had registered the team name. I was going to ask so I could set up the photo site. It dawned on me about half way through my note that---I don’t care. Yep, I said it. I will gladly do the site, when she sends me the info. But until she does, I am not about to chase her ass down for this stuff. We have gone to every thing so far. I can’t say the same for the others. My kid has a uniform. My kid is ready to play. I don’t need to do anything else except get him to the game. If I don’t hear about a game schedule by Saturday, I will send her a text because dammit, the first game is on the 11th. But I refuse to help this broad unless I see her step up.
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