Hunh

Got on a kick this morning to bring the boxes up from the basement that have been sitting in boxes for over a year now down there. The same boxes that were stored in my garage in Encinitas because I didn't have proper bookshelves or picture display space there. Alas, I'm in the mood to dig out the old. Throw away the unnecessary and display the worthy.
Found an interesting newspaper clipping that must have had meaning to me at one point. I'm not so into marriage anymore, but this definitely can pertain to any committed relationship. No idea who wrote it. Probably an Ann Landers type thing.

"The Art of Marriage"
A good marriage must be created. In marriage, the little things are the big things....
Never being too old to hold hands.
Remembering to say "I love you" at least once a day.
Never going to sleep angry.
Having a mutual sense of values and common objectives.
Standing together facing the world.
Forming a circle of love that gathers in the whole family.
Speaking words of appreciation and demonstrating gratitude in thoughtful ways.
Having the capacity to forgive and forget, and then forgetting what you forgave.
Giving each other an atmosphere in which to grow.
Not only MARRYING the right person, but BEING the right partner.

In my ripe old age, and after years of experience, I would change the word 'marriage' to 'relationship', and add mutual respect and passion.

Enjoy your Saturday.

Aim

Ok, so, granted, the Exeter Town Newsletter is delivered only thrice a week, so there's not much practice, but the bushes? Really? Actually, on top of the hedge is much more convenient that walking half-way down the street. Does this mean I should start tipping the delivery person?

Socks and Sox

Rainy hellos.

Weather is definitely getting cooler. My poor feet aren't used to the constant need for socks. Still, I love the changing of the seasons. :)

Speaking of socks, or sox, this past week, Andrew & I were fortunate enough to attend a Red Sox game at Fenway. Wonderful friend Lisa was able to procure wicked good seats, and we took the boys. Early birthday present for Brayden, and fun for all.

We even won!

Perception of Boredom

Andrew, "Mom what are you doing?"
Me, "I'm straightening up the living room."
Andrew, "When are we going bowling?"
Me, "When I'm done in the living room."
Andrew, "What can I do? I'm bored!!"
Me, "You can take your dishes to the kitchen and throw away your tra...."
Andrew, "AAAAAAAAGH! I LIKE BEING BORED!!"

Seasons Change

We've had a very mild summer as far as New England summers go. San Diego, on the other hand, has had a wicked hot summer. We seem to have switched weather patterns. Recently, even if the thermometer didn't tell me, I'd know it was getting chilly because Natashaprissypants has been cuddly. She only gets this way when it's cold. Cool front is over however. Starting tomorrow, back in the 90's.

Lighter Note

Ok, folks, on a lighter note. Andrew & I had a great weekend up in Old Orchard Beach, Maine. YES, that is actually OOB!!! :)

Unplugged and fresh ice cream! Life is gooooood!!!! :)

Gotta love long weekends!

A'Parent'ly

Going to rant here. Hey, it's my blog.

Where do people get off thinking that their kids are not their priority?? Even before the moment of conception, there has to be a realisation that for the next 18+ years, you are no longer your first priority. Your kid(s) is/are!! In order to attempt anonymity, I'm going to use fake names. "Betty" is unable to find it necessary to pay her rent, thus she is getting evicted. No biggie for her except that her son "Bobbie" lives with her. He's not comfortable living with his Dad and other sibs, so he has chosen his mother. So now, at this young age, not only must he be the grown-up, he also has to decide where he's going to live. His Dad is probably option number one for sheer sake of geography (the other two choices are out of state) except for the getting along thing. All three choices require a change of school, and school has already started.

When is keeping up your hedonistic lifestyle more important than providing for your child??? Hedonistic lifestyles are fine when it's just you, and you have no other responsibilities. She chose to have these kids. It's all she wanted. Then reality came up and smacked her in the face. I'm about ready to smack her in the face. Show some responsibility moron!!!

And don't even get me started on parents who refuse to pay child support because "it isn't convenient, and I don't have any money left over after paying all my other bills." Um, lugnut, your kid's welfare should be the FIRST check you write. Sheesh.....

Thank you for letting me vent.

Grandma's Man

My mom has always loved the NY Yankees. Apparently, she tells some sweet, touching story about how her Daddy took her to the minor league games in Kansas City when she was a little girl, and all these guys moved up to the Major Leagues and became Yankees. Lovely story mom! :)

Anyway, so here we are in the middle of Red Sox Nation and Mom is hooting and hollering for the Yankees. Thankfully, I have either deaf or very understanding neighbors..... Andrew even gets into it for about five minutes. Mom brought Andrew home after his SoCal summer and stayed until the first day of school. That evening, I believe the Red Sox and Yankees were battling it out. I was doing something - who knows what - when all of sudden I hear Andrew yell "Mom!! I found Grandma's man!" Totally confused, I inquire, "Grandma's man????" Excitedly as well as full of annoyance for my stupidity, Andrew says, "Yeah! Jeter!" My little genius had found the game, and was watching it. Mom's current favourite Yankee is Derek Jeter. I think it's the green eyes. teehee

** Note to Dad should someone read this and raise eyebrows: Mom assures me that YOU are really her man. :) **