Movie Reviews

I was able to watch two very good movies lately, of course at home,  haven’t been to the theatre in YEARS. Slumdog Millionaire and 7 pounds. They were right up my alley. I love sad and weird and they definitely had that going for them. I’ve watched both of them more than once now. I’m kind of crushing on Slumdog right now. So sad and soul wrenching. I highly recommend you go watch these movies. Hopefully YOU can go out and enjoy yourself OR if you are like me…stay home and watch them while you do laundry, vacuum and match socks…well…I haven’t matched the socks yet. ugh

We have our first football playoff game on Thursday.  Wednesday is supposed to be snowy.  Good, great, yayyyyy.  No matter.  The boys love to play in “weather”.  Getting dirty is all part of the game.  I’ve learned how to dress in layers and take a blanket and THIS time I’m going to remember to bring good hot black coffee in a Shirley K’s Coffee travel mug.  And maybe a little sumthin sumthin in it too.  8)

Fall into Fall, or falling

We’ve had a hectic few weeks.  Andrew ended up having another knee injury…yes…football related.  He had his knee scope done a day after my Mom had her left hip replaced.

A myriad of work related issues ie  very short on staff at the coffee shop and the surgeries of my Mom and Andrew put me into full over load.  Anyway, they both did well and it’s three weeks now since they both got “worked on”.  Mom is in her own home and though I stayed with her for a week, she has done well on her own and is gaining strength everyday.  Andrew has recovered quite well and we are just biding time waiting for his rehab to be done.  His senior year, football done.  8(  There are worse things though.  WE know this.  He will be able to wrestle…the hurdles might be a bit tricky, but who knows.  On a nice note…Andrew was the homecoming King.  We thought that was AWESOME!  Especially since he has spent the last 3 homecomings on crutches!

Work has settled a bit, though we are still a bit on the short side.  I’m having to cook a bit more and it’s stressful to do that and all the rest of the things that go along with running a business.

We also got Katie moved into a new place and I LOVE IT.  It’s an awesome place in the Old Market in Omaha.  She still likes her school very much and she has a GREAT radio voice.  We are proud of her.

We are now the proud parents of a 6 year old toy poodle.  Katie couldn’t keep her dog at her new place to guess what?  We are!  He is nice and very easy going.  Petie is kind of pissy about the whole thing but he WILL get over it!

Finally an Update

This summer flew by.

I mean, really flew by.  I can’t believe it will be September soon.  The air is cooler already.  We’ve been invaded by swarms of little brown crickets.  The locust sing non stop…it’s deafening around here.  The trees aren’t changing…yet.  It’s coming though.  Football will start on Friday.  Both boys are playing.  Andrew in his two braces.  Of course I worry.  It wouldn’t be right for me to not worry.  I so wish I could be like Mark and not worry about anything.  That would be soooo nice.

Good note.  Katie is back at college.  Not UNO, but Western Iowa Tech.  She is studying something like…Media Studies.  Mostly radio, broadcasting…etc.  SHE LOVES IT!  She sounds so happy.  I’m glad for her.  She and her boyfriend are moving to a place in the old market in Omaha.  That should be fun.  Especially for a young couple.    We are helping them move around September 19th or so.

Work has been okay.  Busy, pretty steady.  We have a minor catastrophe…our Island Oasis Machine broke.  Has been broken for a couple of weeks now.  I finally got something different ordered.  I wish it were here…!!!!  Using a blender does not even compare.

Mom has been having alot of pain in her left hip and we’ve been doctoring for it awhile now.  Seems she needs a hip replacement.  We will be scheduling that for mid September or so.  We are not looking forward to it.  I know she isn’t.  The pain is quite bad though and she can’t sleep at night.  We can’t put it off much longer.

We got Andrews senior pictures taken.  That was fun.  I saw him smile more in 2 hours than I had in his lifetime!  ha ha  Can’t belive he graduates this year.

Well…this is more writing than I’ve done in a long time.  Tired me out I guess.  Maybe I’ll keep updating.  Who knows?

Things of Note

A bird can and will get his head stuck in a birdfeeder leading to death on occasion.

Lemonade is sticky when spilled on a ceramic tile floor.

Drunk men are stupid.

Drunk women are bitches.

I hate doing laundry.

Two Years

Well, two years today, June 14th, Dad died. Of lung cancer. It’s hard to believe that so much has happened in such an amount of time. Hard to believe he has been gone that long. Sometimes it seems not that long ago. I try not to think of Dad, as he lay in the hospital bed, trying to breathe. I try not to think of his thin frame and his lack of apetite. I try not to think of the things he had to go through as he slipped into the last few months of his life.
My oldest daughter, only daughter, graduated the same year my Dad died and headed off to college. Two years can change sooo much. I haven’t hardly seen my daughter in two years. I can count the times on my one hand. She has dropped out of college and works full time. She asks for no help. She acts like she needs no one. Yet, she needs us for our insurance for sure. She has been in several accidents and cost us several thousands of dollars in car repair. Who cares about college tuition. Try paying court costs and car repair and again and again and again and so forth. Try feeling the anxiety of knowing you have not been a very good parent. That your child does not even want to call or talk to you. You have had your child with you 18 years and then…she is off to other worlds and leaves you without a backward glance. It huts. I can tell you. I wish I could have been a different kind of parent. I wish I could have been what she needed. I don’t know what I’ve done to be excluded from her life but I feel so very sad that what I’ve done has not been enough. Sometimes I think back and I see the moments I screwed up. I was always stressed out and we didn’t have many sleep overs. I worked all the time. I was anxious. I was an impatient mother. I wish I could have been someone she admired and loved and wanted to be in her life. But somehow, I wasn’t enough for her. We never talked or shopped together. She never told me about her boyfriends or her hopes or dreams or anything. She was very much a loner child or maybe it was just me she avoided. As an only child I don’t think I was a good parent because my experience level was crap!. Katie also had to go immediately after birth into the jaundice lights and I didn’t get to feed or hold her for many days. I wonder if our bonding was effected by this?? Anyway, I feel sad on two accounts. Ifeel sad that Dad has been gone 2 years and that in the meantime I’ve lost my daughter as well….

BRAN minus ONE demented Alias Auntie

Well, the BRAN (bike ride across Nebraska…duh) riders descended into good old Pickleville AKA Cambridge yesterday.  600 (ish)of them.  I was not included in that number.  At All.  Nope…not riding.  My knee won’t have it.  The weather was poopy…cool, misty, not my cup of tea.  But still, not riding sucks.  

We had an oatmeal buffet for them this morning at the coffee shop.  I have to say we had between 60-80 or even maybe 100 riders in.  I recognize quite a few of them too.  Even though I only rode BRAN twice, I still remember the people.  Most of them are scarred into the little bit of cranial tissue that still functions inside my noggin.  Seems like you become some sort of weird family for that week…and it sticks!  We become “odd” family links…Like some strange mullet headed daughter in law who artificially inseminates pigs, or the nose picking son of an Uncle who works in food service or…that odd couple, she 19 years older than her husband and they are talking about getting pregnant….yah….Bike riders become family.  This is our reunion.  And, I’m not riding.  I’m like the weird demented Auntie that has a house smelling of cabbage and cat piss and even the AVON lady won’t visit…only…PEOPLE…I REALY DON’T HAVE A HOUSE THAT SMELLS LIKE CABBAGE AND CAT PISS…it was just an example to CATCH YOUR ATTENTION…did it work?!!  

I’m totally demolished.  Ready for bed.  It’s only like 11 p m  and I’m ready to hit the hay.  To sleep Mark…not…entertain…sigh…men.

Nobody Knows

Foreign film, subtitled (you know I love subtitles) and sad.  What more could I ask for?  I loved it.  Kind of like a rainy day feeling blue kind of love, though.

Bite Me! I Mean…Bit Me!

Something bit my ankle and it wasn’t my HUSBAND…or was it?!

I got bit on the ankle this morning.  No it wasn’t a love bite from my hubby.  No, Pissin’ Petey wasn’t greeting me.  No Pickles didn’t claw me.  It might have been a lizard, a snake or a spider.  I can’t wait until I have to find out what actually did it.  My ankle is SO DAMN SORE!  I hope it’s just a weird allergy to some little harmless spider or something.  Although that grosses me out tremendously.  Not as much as the possibility of the bite coming from a gulp…snake.  aghhhhh

Excerpt of the Stuff of Life

No time to post. Schools now out and baseball season looming. Andrew has 49 scheduled games. Most at least 1-2 hours driving time away. One tourney in another state! South Dakota! Crapola!
That was almost like a haiku.
Anyway, lots been going on. Track, work, lawn care…you know the stuff of life.
I’ve been using facebook mostly as my graduating class was setting up our 25th reunion. That was last night. What a great time we had. Too much alcohol was consumed. And we didn’t get home until 4:30 or 5 a.m. My usual time to get up. Felt weird and good.
I stayed up for awhile after I got home. Unwinding. Went outside. There had been a downpour earlier in the evening and the air was soft and the birds singing and it was beautiful outside. I wished for a newspaper and a steaming cup of coffee. Instead I sat for a moment on our porch and thought about our party and tried to will the remaining alcohol in my bloodstream to waft away. Unfortunately most of it stayed and when I woke up later I had a teeny hangover. Just felt a little drunkish yet. Nothing bad but I bet I’ll be tired later.
Well, laundry beckons and the lawn and the dishes and the flowers need watered and the fridge needs cleaned out and I need to vacuum and dust. hmmmm maybe

Man Go Punch Me Hard

 

To those about to BBQ we salute you