11.09.2011

7.26.2011

Come On Get Happy

Oh my Dear Ones, it has been a while, hasn't it?  So much has happened and I can't figure out if I want to put it all in one long post or several short ones.  The basic theme of all of it is happiness.  Happy to bed, happy to rise, happy to be.  First of all, I have my health.  Always good.  Check.  Next, I have a job.  Check.  Roof over my head.  Check Check.  A healthy, happy son.  Triple check.  I don't have to take the Metro.  Oh my goodness, that's a check with a double snap (back handed)!  I had it all.  At least that's what everybody thought - well, me too.  What more to ask for, except money?  A man?


Well, how about a little travel with the Gurls?


We hit up Cabo for four days.  Yup, we terrorized the town.  It'll never be the same.  And be sure you think twice before eating that popcorn at Squid Roe -- you never know whose nose it's been up!




Yup, we went in early May and the place will never be the same again.  If you ever hear a song called, "Crying in the Streets of Cabo", know that our trip inspired it!!!


I got back and promptly got sick.  And.  And.  And.  Met a man!  Shut yo' mouth, you say.  No way!  Yes, way, I say.  And we've been very happy ever since.  See!

We've been having quite the ball - when we're able to be together.  See, he lives in South Dakota.  Yeah, you heard me right -- South Dakota.  That part sucks - but everything else, and I mean everything else is fantastic.    I've no idea what the future holds, but it looks bright.  I might have to wear shades.


And Cammy graduated!  From kindergarten...
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Yeah, in the longest pre-7th grade graduation ceremony ever!  For under 100 kids!  In the sun!  50 of them under 5!  As you can see, Cam dispensed with the formalities quite fast:



Let's hope his rebellion is the mark of a free and interesting spirit, not a spoiled brat!


In short, it's summer.  I'm posting again and...

2.08.2011

2011 is Here. Yipee.

I think.

There is, I suspect, a general problem with blogging while drunk ("BWD"), but in this case, since I am also trying to fight off some nasty cough-fever-hacking thing my kid has, I think I'll forgive myself.  I've been in the house now for three days and I'm kind of sick of it.  Mind you - just kind of, cause really, I like being home with my kid, my cats and my dog.  My sick mom, not so much.  I told my sister that she needs to go a convalescent home (cue scary music) and my sister told my mom.  I don't care much, even though mom isn't so keen on the idea.  I probably wouldn't be either, but I'd understand.  I guess that is the practical in me - whatever's going to work is fine with me.

Since I've realized that I'm really mad at my mother for not taking care of herself and being so in her own world, I've started to forgive myself for being mad in the first place.  I know that parents get old and that children get resentful (going through that now myself).  My mom is a special case (I know, everyone says that), but she really is - she's the most manipulative person I've ever met.  I've seen more manipulative people, but that's generally been in episodes of Masterpiece Theatre.  She truly is in a class by herself and a force of nature.  Which is why it is so difficult to tell her to let go.  To let go of me and Cam, to go to her pasture.  She doesn't want to go, but she does.  So, we exist in limbo, without a way out.

So, I've caught up on a few things - well, actually, a lot of things having to do with the medium of television.  For instance, I got with it and hooked up my Blu Ray DVD player and Wii to Netflix.  I've seen more foreign flicks in the past month than I have in the last 15 years.  I even watched the reboot of Battlestar Glactica, which was quite enjoyable - if a little uneven.

I even discovered a new handsome man - Jamie Bamber.  Enjoy.  

Apparently, he's on Law and Order UK, only the BBC US which I recently got rid of (after Luther). I might have to rethink that one.

CAMERON has now requested to help write the post and he wants to see his name, hence, CAMERON in caps.  He's sick and coughing.  Probably going to get me sick.

Well, the Jack is staring to do it's job -- and then the Nyquil is up (please do your job).

Can I just say - don't let Southland languish.  It really is one of the best shows on TV today.  Tune in for the great writing and performances.  Regina King and Michael Cudlitz are amazing.  Trust me.

Southland Season 3 Premiere