Irishgoddess’s Weblog

Lots of nothing, good and bad, has been happening in this life of mine. A few items:

-I went out with a bunch of former employees/friends last night. We drank, they played cards, and a general good time was had by all. I was ever so slightly hung over today, but it was balanced by the fact that I was in a damn happy mood! I felt light today. It has been a long time since I’ve “played” with friends and not had some amount of stress attached to it. It was good for my soul.

-My mother called me yesterday and started yelling at me – yes, YELLING at me, about the fact that she didn’t know what to get GMan or DTE for Christmas. How is this my fault? Is yelling the approrpriate tone of voice when discussing gift giving? I feel bad for her, because she IS very stressed; her sister recently died, and although they were not close at all, funerals of any sort, much less of your younger sister, are never fun things. However – Mother, CHILL THE FUCK OUT please. Thank you.

-DTE became a grandpa for the second time! Yes, I am a step-grandma (and NO ONE better call me that) at the ripe old age of 40. I am very excited to see the baby (this one’s a boy, and in my usual self centered fashion I have forgotten his name. Wait… Ray! Yes, Ray.) So, I’m excited to see baby Ray, because I still long to have more babies myself, but am finally, finally, finally getting to the point where I remember all the stuff that goes with having a wee one. When Ray starts to cry, I will be able to hand him to someone else and not feel responsible. When I want to have a drink, I won’t need to worry about poisoning the infant via my breast milk. When I want to run to the store, or to the bar, or even to the bathroom, I don’t have to worry about where the baby is, I can just go. ahhh.

-I am done with my Christmas shopping. I even have 75% of it wrapped. Yes, I spent way too much money this year – a reacting to finally having a job that pays a decent rate! But what the hell, they’re only this age once.

-I came home tonight to find Lucille in her bathing suit. We live in Michigan. It’s a balmy 26 degrees today… but a bathing suit? But even better than that, DTE is in the kitchen, on his hands and knees, scrubbing the kitchen floor. God I love that man! I told him he was going to get lucky tonight, but he informed me he already had early today. Yeah, whatever. In between the mopping and the swimsuit wearing and the yelling and the relentless SpongeBob reruns that are Christmas vacation. Uh huh.

-My little brother is going through an extremely difficult time in his marriage right now, and I feel so bad for him. I rarely think of him as going through the normal stuff of life, he’s always just happy-go-lucky Butchy Boy in my mind. This is odd for me, and I don’t quite know how to handle him/help him/reach out to him as he goes through this pain.

The bathing beauty wants her bath now, so I’ll end my ramblings.

Yesterday I went “shopping” with my friend Liesel. We shopped at Logan’s (3 beers), we shopped at Ucello’s (2 beers) and we shopped at Jay’s Pub (1 beer). I was in such a good mood after hanging out with her. It was nice, quality, friend time, and I’ve been missing that.

When I got home we loaded the kids and the dog into the van and drove to my parent’s cottage. They had some major problems with their tree, and so after they had decorated it, they had to take the whole thing apart and fix the tree stand. Now they’re in PA for my aunt’s funeral, so we thought we’d be nice and re-decorate the tree for them.

The dog had the best time; he got to run free through all the yards and trees. Lucy screamed and cried; she’s not used to the dog being able to run freely like that, and she was sure he’d get in trouble.

We’re back home now, doing the usual Sunday afternoon stuff (laundry, picking up.) Funny how going away for even one short night seems like a vacation. I’m glad to be home.

Here’s me at the stupid party I had to go to on Thursday night. I should have known not to have that 5th beer. That’s about when my keys got locked in my car… while it was running.

OK, I really don’t look like this. I’m just learning how to do images on this site. But I did go to a party. And drink. And have to have someone break into my car to get the freaking keys out.

I know it’s been forever since I’ve posted. I haven’t figured out a good way/time to do this yet. I work all day M – F, when I get home the kids, DTE, and I are all competing for time on the computer, and I am NOT a morning person, so don’t even think of suggesting that I get up early before anyone else!

Today I am weepy. I have a cold, and GMan and Lucy are with their grandparents for the weekend. I love the time alone, the quiet of the house, the chance to spend time one on one with DTE. And yet I miss them terribly and the house is too quiet now. Can’t keep me happy.

I was trying to find something for a friend of mine, and this entailed me dragging out the 12 year old wedding video. Oh. My. God. The hair! The clothes! The absolute geekiness! But it was also bittersweet; I saw my grandma and DTE’s dad who have both left us. I started bawling.

Think I’ll go read now. Ahhhhhhh.