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November 30th, 2009:

Double D

It was a time we enjoyed together.   Decorations.  The lights and tree were more my responsibility and everything else was hers.  But we did it together.  It was fun and special.

As I write I could only imagine how many expletives would be flying out her mouth if and when she attempted to put up lights if the situation were reversed.  Probably close to as many times as I bit my tongue while going through the boxes (yes boxes … at least 6 very big ones) of christmas decorations. 

It was something we did together and very much enjoyed.  All of my desire to do any of this is completely gone.  The ONLY reason I’m doing it is for the kids.  We have personally engraved stocking holders for god sake.  How the f@#% am I supposed to deal with this.  These had better be the hardest days I ever have to deal with.  I cannot imagine dealing with anything worse.

I haven’t even gotten to more than putting up the tree.  No lights, no garland, no ornaments.  I know what’s in that box of ornaments and it’s going to take a lot of strength to open it up.  There are lights outside and a few other things around.  I don’t even know where half the shit is supposed to go.  Can I get some help here honey?

And on a totally unrelated topic, but the 2nd D in my Double D title …

How many people are actually going to entertain the possibility of divorce.  WTF!  Especially at or around 30 with young kids.  WTF!

How unfortunate they are.  Especially those who have brought children into the world.  Why did they bother in the first place?  Why are they so weak?  Do they think it will make things better for ANYONE involved?  Are they even thinking?

Every time someone mentions it I get sick to my stomach.  Just as bad as I feel when I am forced to deal with Christmas decorations by myself without the one I loved.  

I just don’t understand how people see this as an option.  I suppose there are reasons for this but for a good majority I’m certain it’s all petty immature bullshit … I guarantee it.

We had something truly special.  This never would have been an option for us.  EVER!  So why was everything we had taken from us?

Fine Art

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This started out as a picture of Daddy but once some pigtails were added it became a self portrait.

Is a 2 1/2 (well like 2 3/4) child supposed to be doing this stuff yet?  She amazes me on a daily basis.

Thanksgiving

Phew.  Ugh. 

It’s almost over (and by the time I actually post this it probably will be).  A very difficult day.

Every message from a friend.  The card, from my MIL, which I just read (but didn’t really want to b’cuz I knew it would be hard).  Any topic of discussion; directly or indirection related.  The kids and absolutely everything about them.  That simple request to take home leftover dark meat which was her fav. 

I was making dinner yesterday.  A friend was over playing with the kids while I cooked.  I rarely cook from scratch anymore but the desire was there yesterday.  I planned to pick up some stuff at the store but before I knew it I was out of time so I resorted to a simple chicken/rice meal I almost always have the ingredients for.  It was always one of our favs.  So good and so easy.  We probably had it once a week.  I was apprehensive about cooking it.  It was suprisingly difficult and as I sat over the stove turning the chicken, so many unexpected thoughts and memories rushed into my head.  I was completedly unprepared. 

I didn’t have much sleep last night.  E woke at 7:30 insisting we left immediatedly for my brothers.  C still wasn’t up so I risked a quick shower and some preliminary preparations while he remained in his room.  Fortunately it worked.  3 hours later, following breakfast, baths, getting dressed, making sure the bags had enough supplies for a day away, we were in the car on our way.  I only lost a few hairs through all that.  My mom offered to come help but I declined. 

My bright little E, who amazes us all on a daily basis, did it again.  While it was the simplist of comments, her ability to associate a comment of mine to a single occurance nearly two months ago is just astonishing.  I opened up a coconut sucker and when she asked about it I said I didn’t like it.  She then said to me that coconut suckers were a fav of a certain friend of ours.  How would she know this?  What a random comment I thought so I preceded to txt this friend to get her thoughts.  It turns out that more than 2 months ago she commented to E about how she liked that flavor.  How my lil girl remembered that and was able to make the association today is beyond me.

Can we just skip the rest of these holidays?  PLLLEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSEE!