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KellyB’s May 21, 2006
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someone slow this life down a little? This is supposed to be a space just for me. Where I can vent or contemplate. Where I can write silly non-sensical stuff and not have it come back to bite me in the ass. I don’t know if anyone in particular ‘gets’ me but that’s not really the point after all. Lately I’ve been feeling like every time I wake up – it’s Thursday. Where is the time going? I know I’m getting stuff done. My son has had his breakfast every morning before getting dropped off for school. The dog looks ok, though I think in my rushed state of mind over the last few months, he may have gotten my menopausal support pill instead of his once a month ProgramTM pill. So this month, he’ll either have hot flashes or fleas. Hey – I tried. School is almost over for my son. He’s managed to pull out a pretty successful year but it’s been tough. The move, leaving both sets of grandparents and all his friends behind in Texas and adjusting to a new city, school and set of circumstances would’ve felled a lesser person. I’m really proud of how he’s handled it, but at the same time, I’m sure glad this school year is almost over. We all need a break. This is going to be a really busy summer. It used to be that summer was a 3 month couchfest. We did stuff, but it was strictly in the “I’m sick of you being inside watching TV all day” vein. This year I’m working full time and so we have to have a plan – or more precisely, a schedule. And everyone better get with the program!! Our mission is fun, people – are you with me?!! The week after school is out we’re shipping our son off to Texas to visit both sets of grandparents. My side is hosting him in our former town where there will be barbecues and pool parties with his friends and former classmates. After 6 days of Ballinger fun, the B-side of the family will take over. They are taking a 2 ½ week driving trip across the southwest to the northeast to visit family and friends. All I can say is – better him than me. I would die on a trip like that. First off, I’d sleep the whole way which would no doubt piss the hell out of everyone that was along for the ride. I’m a whiner too, so I can tell you that I’d probably be the first one pitched out of the car window at the first river crossing. He’s really looking forward to it, poor deluded thing. My part in all this is packing for him. We bought a huge new duffel bag that should be able to hold all his clothing and can be smashed into the trunk of the car. He’ll take his backpack filled with about $4,000 of electronics with him on the plane. So he’s set. This summer we will celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary with a cruise. I haven’t been on a cruise since my honeymoon 20 years ago. That’s not strictly accurate, I did take one of those Mississippi riverboat cruises a couple of years ago. What a disaster – 7 days trapped in a walk-in closet with my husband and son. Not to mention that we brought down the average age of the passengers from like a hundred and nine down to about 64. Don’t recommend it. But I digress. While my son’s away, hubby and I will be on the Caribbean Princess eating our way from Jamaica to Grand Cayman to Cozumel and back again. In fact, we leave the day after my son does. My hubby will have class that Friday and even the Saturday that we’re due to leave. I’ve asked him, begged and nagged him to try to skip out early, but no dice. I’ve also started a diet for about the sixty-four thousandth time in preparation for this loveboat. No lie. This time I’m trying NV. Don’t know if you’ve heard of it, but it’s basically an appetite suppressant and multi-vitamin. Actually, I bought it because I liked the bottle. I’m strange that way. |
