Okay...I am sort of 'on a break' this week from blogging BUT I understand there is some sort of 'casting love' thing going on...and even though I did this on Taylor's blog...I will do it here too. I do not want to leave anyone out...and I did mention newer bloggers that I have been reading (newer means within the last two months).

 

Life: with BryM ~ BryM: He has the funniest way of looking at things. He reminds me of the e-mails I USED to write to my friends. I have to visit him for my daily chuckle just about everyday.

 

Peanuts in My Pepsi ~ Slick; Thoughts Cafe~seeingpeople; Escaping the Pigpen~Late Bloomer; In Deep Thought~Donna; Ordinary Stuff from Ordinary People~Pilar: These are all written by women my age and they are all going through a lot of the same daily things as me. I like to read about their thoughts on things, their daily routines, etc.

 

The Way I See It~dustmac: He has a humorous way of looking at things, too.

 

Starbeamer~Cuddle40: He may not be a woman, but he has raise his sons on his own and getting through life in his 40's trying to figure it out, too.

 

Wandering with Thunder~Wandering Lewis: I like this blog just becuz I can keep up on Cleveland changes while reading about his journey to making some big changes in his life.

 

Soul Quest~Dragonflower:  another female daily life 'sharer'. 

 

I have other blogs...too numerous to mention...that have meant an awful lot to me! They are all listed to the right. Some of them I like for their humor, some for their writing, some for just sharing themselves. If it is in the list, it is there for a reason.

My mother lent me a book to read "When God Doesn't Make Sense" by Dr.Stanley Dobbs. Reverend Doctor. I haven't gotten into it too much. I started to read it but I wasn't finding it answering any questions. I may not like what happens sometimes...it seems harsh and unfair...but I just cling to faith.

My mother also called me last night to tell me about something that I have been having a difficult time wrapping my mind around all night and today. It is one of those things that has made me feel quite sorrowful and somewhat angry. So, if you are at all curious, you have to settle in becuz I have to give some background so you will get the full impact of why it bothers me so much.

When I started school, kindergarten, there was this girl...Pam...who was so easy to like. She was somewhat shy and quiet but had the most wonderful sense of humor...it would pop out at you when you least expected it. She was chubby, with lots of curly dirty blonde hair, Angelina Jolie lips, and the most cherubic dimples! She was smart and never let things stop her from doing what she needed to do.

When I was in 5th grade there was this new teacher...Mr. Rob Eager (pronounced 'EGGER'). He taught with absolutely no rhyme/reason/discipline/routine and his room was ALWAYS noisy. I was glad I didn't have him for a teacher becuz the chaos in his room made me uneasy. He had two small kids and a wife that was going to college. When she got her degree, she left...all of them. He never complained. He DID have a good sense of humor and THAT I did like. Over the years his chaos smoothed out into a middle of the road approach...much like how I taught. He asked for, and got, all the kids that gave the other teachers problems...the hard cases.

Pam, somewhere along the line, became a sort of babysitter/housekeeper, etc. when she got older. He had MS and tired more easily. When she graduated from HS, they got married. They both had the same sense of humor and neither one of them ever complained about anything. They had a child of their own.

When I took my kids to move in with my parents back home, I subbed in the schools that year. I had the opportunity to talk with him one day. He told me about his MS, his class, their son that had some sort of health problems and had to have a kidney transplant. AND he was proud of Pam. She went to college and got her teaching degree. She was working with Severe Behavioural Handicapped kids.

My mother relayed to me that, the school system being what it is, somehow screwed Pam around and she ended up working in the cafeteria. They refused to renew Rob's teaching contract and he took it to the teacher's union and they got his job back.

Last weekend Rob and Pam went camping. He woke up one morning...Pam did not.

I cannot fathom it. That man has been through so much and has smiled and joked through it all. He did what he had to do. Pam was there by his side, and there with their son through his problems...a ray of sunshine and hope. And she doesn't wake up. Gone. I cannot possibly imagine what Rob is going through...what must be going through his mind, his heart.

And 'Fair' is a carnival that you go to for cotton candy and games.

I am tired. I was up all but one hour last night. The kids' school computers and printers and 'stuff' had to be packed up and labels attached...and they sit by the front door waiting for the arrival of the FedEx guy. I also have a box of science lab stuff waiting by the door for the UPS guy. woohoo! My son waited until the last to transfer stuff and remove stuff. Took him hours. So...by the time he was done and I got it all disconnected, packed, taped, labeled...I ended up with an hour's sleep. I had to make sure I was 'ready' for the arrivals...which they were very specific about...they gave me a 12 hour window of waiting. How considerate. Like my son said to me last night when he couldn't figure out why I was ticked, "You didn't have anything you had to do!" Ah, yes...cuz after all...the washer and dryer do the laundry without me, the vacuum is automatic...you know...the usual. I had thought I might visit one of them places called a Beauty Salon today, too. But I looked in the mirror and decided not to give them too much of a challenge today.

I got a call from the daddy this morning telling me how much sleep he didn't get last night. When I told him how much sleep I got he said, "Wow. You ARE tired." Not really. I can motor on no sleep. I'm a mom.

The insurance pay-off is final on the accident my son had in FEBRUARY. Now we can go car shoppin'. He insists on a small truck. I insist on anything I find that I can afford.

Did you know there's a cat that predict which residents of the nursing home are going to die next? I think if I lived there I would not want that kitty coming anywhere near me.

I found myself at 1 a.m. in Wal-mart...even though I didn't know I was missing...it was quite a shock...ANYHOO...I needed more packaging tape. Did you know that the lights in the frozen food coolers are motion sensitive? As you walk up to the cooler, the light will come on...energy saver for the middle-of-the-night-zombie-shopper-hours. Cool. I wasted some time walking up and down the icecream aisle watching the lights come on in front of me and go out behind me. How do I get those things for my house? Then I would never have to yell at the kids to shut a light off again.

And have you seen this diet thing in all the stores? Alli. Being that I had just found myself, and was startled at how much of me I found, I grabbed a brochure to read about it. And I figured out that the way it works is that if it is doing what it is supposed to do, then you don't want to risk eating ANYTHING or you might want a box of Depends. It says it helps you lose 25% better than diet alone. How do they measure that? How do they KNOW it is 25%? In actuality it is probably only 19.5%.

It is Airshow weekend. I have already been listening to the jets fly in. The Dayton Airport is not far from here. When there is bad weather the flight patterns shift so that they go over our house. When the Airshow comes to town it ALWAYS flies over our house. I am waiting for the arrival of the big cargo planes and the helicopters. Happy of happys. Before they closed the UPS center at this airport, their cargo planes blasted me out of bed bright and early EVERY Saturday morning...with the sunrise...bless their hearts.

I had something else I was going to put here...but my mind just will not hold on to anything today. And I have babbled far too much.I need my pillow and to find some place to crash. The FedEx guy can wake me.