Sunday, Sunday

I have NO idea why there was so much friggin blank space in my last post.

My mood is better today. I guess Chris felt bad for being an ass yesterday, because he took me out to breakfast this morning, then we went to IKEA. I only spent $70 on stuff that I really *didn't* need, but it was such a good price........

Tomorrow is the startof Vacation Bible School. I went and set up my room.....I am the Critter Craft lady;-) Joseph was hoping to just be a crew leader but Karla decided she needs him in the Bible Story room. He is dramatic, after all;P

The youth group kids pretty much finalized what they will be singing/playing for the dinner/concert in August. They are doing Let It Be........Joseph is jazzed about that, cause he gets to do the guitar solo. Besides.....Fr. Mike loves the Beatles, and especially likes Let It Be, so it will be a good thing to perform. Gotta keep the priest happy....especially when he is normally a grump;) Whoever speaks about happy go lucky Irish priests has never met Fr. Mike.

With that said.....I have to get up early, and I really should be in bed.....

Joseph and I got home this afternoon from Tahoe. Chris got home last night from Illinois. He called me this morning bitching because the old washer is still out by the garage. No one has come and hauled it away yet. And that, of course, is my fault:/ I should magically have someone appear and haul it away. No matter that I called the freaking guy and he was supposed to come yesterday. The frikkin check is still in the envelope taped to the washer. But its my fault:/

Its amazing. I spend a few days in Tahoe.....busy days too. (Casey took photos of the guys for Canada, and I was the wrangler...running back and forth) Friday was Casey's graduation from community college too....90 minutes before the show started. I got no rest....woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't get back to sleep for hours....but I was fine. No palpitation episodes at all. I get home , and within 2 hours, the old ticker is jumping all over the place. Why is that?? Could it be because Chris is jumping all over me, not to mention crabbing at Joseph. Yeah, hon, I missed you too. Its so good to be home:/

I had better stop before I say anything more.

Chris is in Illinois this week on a business trip....and Joseph & I are heading back up to Tahoe. The boys playing mostly during the week is pretty convenient;-)

I was a little ticked yesterday. Jesse (Joseph's guitar teacher) called him and said he had another lesson yesterday at 2:30, and could they reschedule. Joseph told him we would be out of town the rest of this week, so he said he would call him back with another time (which he didn't do) Excuse me? Joseph has been taking lessons every Tuesday at 2:30 since February. That is the time on the contract. Why would he have another lesson at that time? (I heard a lady last week bitching about wanting Jesse to teach her kid Tuesday at 2:30) We pay $90 a month for the 4 lessons/month. Why should we be the ones to have to reschedule?? I hope this isn't going to be a frequent thing. I am always the one who accomodates every one else, and I am getting tired of it.

Not Guilty

So, Michael Jackson is free to molest as many boys as he wants now. After all, he isn't guilty of anything. I'm sure, in his sick twisted mind, he will feel vindicated now....and know he 'didn't do anything wrong'.

What a sick fuck.

WHY doesn't one of his people have the balls to say "Michael, sleeping with children is wrong, wrong, wrong!"

Its too bad the parents that pimp their kids out to him can't be arrested and procecuted:/

Ok, rant over.



Joseph and I are headed back to Tahoe tomorrow for a couple of days. I actually like the weekday shows.....the hotels are a hell of a lot cheaper during the week too. I am going to try and rmember my swim suit this time....the pool at the Horizon was just refurbished and it looks great.

Chris is in the middle of working on next year's budget at work, so his mind is totally on work. (Like it isn't usually??) Its a good thing I won't be here;-) It does make me feel better about our budget when he talks about the hundreds of thousands of dollars he has to shave from different places.

It smelled so good this morning when I went outside. I love the smell after a rain. When Joseph was little, he would say it smelled like Oregon outside;-)

Summer rain.....good for the garden, not so good for the clothes I forgot to take off the line last night. Oh well, I'll just consider that an extra rinse, lol

Joseph is finishing up schoolwork today. Tonight we're taking him out for pizza to celebrate the end of 8th grade. He gets his choice of pizza, so it will be pepperoni:/ At least I can have a salad tocut someof the grease from the pepperoni, lol. We asked him what he wanted for 8th grade 'graduation'. He wants a gift card from Tower records........so we got him a $100 gift card, and a $100 gift card from Guitar Center. He will be thrilled! For the rest of his present, he gets to to to Seattle with me then end of July, then up to Vancouver:)

I can't believe my baby is going to be a high schooler in the fall. Even a homeschooling high schooler is in high school :*(

Its A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhod

The weather was almost perfect today.......mid 80s with a slight breeze.

We went over to Petaluma. We hadn't been there in a couple of months. Joseph got to go to Tall Toad Music & then we went to a couple of thrift stores. My deals of the day: a Liz Claiborne skirt w/tags still on for $2.99, and a Brighton purse for $3.99. I also got a very cool dashiki (or is it a kaftan......) to wear to Vacation Bible School. Our theme this year is Serengeti Trek, so I was looking for African inspired things. Anyway, it is very cool.....and it still had original tags on. The Petaluma Goodwill rocks.

After we left there we went to Corte Madera to the Restoration Hardware. Unfortunately, they didn't have what Chris wanted. We hit the Discovery Channel Store and I picked up these Pilates ring thingys for my arms. I looked in the mirror the other day, and I have my mothers upper arms. AAARRRGGGHHH. How the hell did that happen??? Those rings are going to get a workout. My mother's arms will go away:/

I just finished 2 good books. One is Queen Noor's autobiography. I really enjoyed it. She has always facinated me....an American marrying the King of Jordan and becoming Queen.

The other one I finished last night is Nosy Neighbor, by Fern Michaels. It is a good summer read.
Now I need to find something to read tonight.......

We went to Mels Diner for dinner tonight (our Friday night out) then to the Creekwalk to listen to some music. The band was a jazz band......not too bad. It was pretty mellow jazz. We visited with John & Kathy, and Joseph & Derek hung out for a couple of hours. I don't think they appreciated the music as much as the adults;-) Joseph thought it was going to be more like Brian Setzer swing type music, but it wasn't.



Tomorrow is my little brother's birthday. Poor guy.........Kelly is one who 'fell through the cracks' in life:( He was 16 when my mom died......and he needed her then. He really needed my Dad when she died, but he wasn't available....he was having a hard time dealing with her death himself. Kel has always been *slow*. (When he was little, they didn't know about learning disabilities or anything) I think he probably had multiple LDs, knowing what I know now. In school in the late 60s/early 70s however, they didn't really do or know much. He was promoted from grade to grade.....never really learning much. He could barely read, but he kept getting promoted.

When Mom died, my dad just was in no shape to deal with a teenager. He already had brother Geoff who was 20 then and still a no good lazy PITA....and he didn't have the energy for Kelly. Chris and I tried to do what we could, but after a few years, nothing really helped. He ended up dropping out of school, after getting rolled and robbed at school multiple times.

He is and has always been such a kind, vulnerable soul. He has been taken advantage of too much, and, like I said, has fallen through the cracks. I felt guilty for a long time, but I know we did all we could. When Kelly moved in with (crazy PITA) brother Geoff, he was turned on to drugs. Pot would be ok, but not the other shit he started using. Meth is some BAD shit.

Sad thing is.....he was an artist. He could draw/paint anything. If we could have gotten him into some kind of program.......but we didn't.

I haven't even seen him in a few years........he got erratic and I couldn't have that around my family. Like I said, guilt and I got well aquainted.

:*(

Happy birthday, baby brother.