Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Ok, I Lied.

Here's the deal.

I only know of one pal (hi, Vince), who is reading my stuff. I have been incredibly busy. No fake. I am 3 weeks behind on my real job. This is bad. What really blows is that this is "NaBloPoMo", so if I'm not blogging, I should be commenting, its just that I am so busy, that I don't have time to blog, let alone comment on a lot of blogs. I have been Neglecting some of my favorite blogs. I am afraid that I will lose my job if I can't keep up, so I have to focus primarily on work, not on "recreation". I so enjoy my blogging friends, and some day, I swear to you, I will rebuild my links. In the mean time, I'll do a little catch up:

Still separated. The money to file is better spent on other things at the moment. Besides, I'm still covered under his insurance. That got to be worth something!

My oldest son is having his wrestling picture taken tomorrow...with the VARSITY team. Even though try outs aren't until Monday, the coaches said that he will be included with that teams picture. I'm so incredibly proud, even though I cringe every time I watch him wrestle. He loves it and is dedicated. This is the first time that he has really shown a desire to suceed. He and I have had our differences, but I am so happy for him.

My second to the oldest son has stopped stuttering. It was really bad. He was a caricature of what a stutterer was. I felt so badly for him. He has done it since he was a child, and it had been barely noticeable since he started school. But it got really bad about a month and a half ago. What do you do? You can't make it go away, you can only try to remove the situations that cause it. He wanted to quit band. I said ok. The stuttering stopped. I am, of course, disappointed that another one of my kids won't participate in instrumental music, but if it relieves his stress, its worth it.

My youngest son has been diagnosed (labeled?) as "Learning Disabled". Ahh! But he's also gifted. He is the sweetest little boy. All he wants are friends to have fun with, and he is making progress with that. I can't fight all his battles. I can't make others like him, but I know, just as Dumbo's mom did, that all those who judge my son on appearance, will never know what a wonderful, loving, little boy he is. They should be jealous of me.

My wonderful daughter, has 2 "A's" and 1 "B" this quarter. Was there every any doubt?

My Mom is somehow, going to survive this holiday even though she is not cooking. I feel cheated that I won't spend the holiday with her, but sometimes you know, with parents, you have to cut the cord and let them do what they will. She just needs to know that I am here if the big, bad world disappoints her.

I am shattered into a million little pieces (though I'm not exaggerating about it), but as always, I will continue to act "as if...". My heart is being held together with Gorilla Glue, some twine, bubble gum, a couple staples, and a bungie cord. Love sucks, but what are you going to do?

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