High points of my day.........
when one of my patients told me that my husband was the luckiest guy in the world 2nd only to Cindy Crawfords husband. (he doesn't know i'm divorced....or maybe he does?? grr)
when my daughter called and filled me in on how she spent her day.I love listening to her talk. (she's with her dad for the weekend.)
clocking out after work & knowing that i'm off work tomorrow!
looking forward to grilling out and spending the evening with my boyfriend.
coming home from work and petting my kitty.
finishing a pretty good book while relaxing in a hot bath.
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Saturday, May 14, 2005
Cruisin
I listened to survey results today. The survey asked if you could live the rest of your life being between the age of 21-92, what age would you choose. The majority of women said they'd choose to be 43. Men chose age 39.
It doesn't surprise me that women would choose 43.........although before they gave the results, my guess was that women would say age 41 and men would say 20 something.
So far my 40's have been the best years. My children no longer need my constant attention........they have turned out ok, and I can pat myself on the back for the good job I've done raising them(although i'm not quite finished). My career is on the right track....my finances are in order.
I'm more comfortable in my body than I've ever been, and I feel more in control of my life then ever before....I've dealt with my past mistakes, failures, and baggage..............it's like I've been working my butt off to get up that long and steep hill, and now that I'm up that hill, I can kinda just cruise along for awhile. Life is good. :O)
It doesn't surprise me that women would choose 43.........although before they gave the results, my guess was that women would say age 41 and men would say 20 something.
So far my 40's have been the best years. My children no longer need my constant attention........they have turned out ok, and I can pat myself on the back for the good job I've done raising them(although i'm not quite finished). My career is on the right track....my finances are in order.
I'm more comfortable in my body than I've ever been, and I feel more in control of my life then ever before....I've dealt with my past mistakes, failures, and baggage..............it's like I've been working my butt off to get up that long and steep hill, and now that I'm up that hill, I can kinda just cruise along for awhile. Life is good. :O)
Friday, May 06, 2005
trust
My son has been worrying about a "tumor" he has on his lower leg. I called the doctors office this morning to make an appointment to have his "tumor" evaluated.
They told me to bring him in today at noon.
I went to the school to pick him up (he had no idea i was coming) and the secretary was unable to locate him. She said that perhaps he was "skipping."
My first response was denial. NO WAY MY SON WOULD DO THAT! I immediately went from denial to "I'm going to kill him!" I called my sons cell phone. He did not pick up the call. I left the following message..."WHERE ARE YOU. I'M AT YOUR SCHOOL AND YOU ARE NOT. CALL ME RIGHT NOW! My stomach was in knots. I was angry. I started to question everything....how many times has he done this and not been caught......where does he go when he skips.......what does he do when he skips...what other lies has he told me? Has he ever been honest about anything? Is he doing drugs? Are his report cards fake. Maybe he's failing every subject and all those other grades are just fakes....he's been doctoring his report card?
Then I remembered that my son was scheduled to take his drivers test on Monday. I've had reservations about him getting his license. I think 16 might be too young. I read everday in the paper about another kid being killed in a wreck..... I'm scared. I don't want him driving. I don't want him to get hurt. Suddenly I felt kinda glad that I had caught my son skipping school. I will use his skipping school as an excuse for not allowing him to take his drivers test........and in that moment, my son walked in to the school office....still chewing part of his lunch, his hair a little out of place, looking all cute with his little baby smile. "Hi mom. What are you doing here?"
Seems he wasn't skipping. He had been in the lunch room eating....his grades really are good, he doesn't do drugs, his whole life hasn't been one big lie..............and so I signed him out and took him to the doctor........his tumor was nothing more than a fatty deposit......"I can't believe you'd think I would skip school" (he would, it's what teens do).........and so on it goes....life in the big city.
They told me to bring him in today at noon.
I went to the school to pick him up (he had no idea i was coming) and the secretary was unable to locate him. She said that perhaps he was "skipping."
My first response was denial. NO WAY MY SON WOULD DO THAT! I immediately went from denial to "I'm going to kill him!" I called my sons cell phone. He did not pick up the call. I left the following message..."WHERE ARE YOU. I'M AT YOUR SCHOOL AND YOU ARE NOT. CALL ME RIGHT NOW! My stomach was in knots. I was angry. I started to question everything....how many times has he done this and not been caught......where does he go when he skips.......what does he do when he skips...what other lies has he told me? Has he ever been honest about anything? Is he doing drugs? Are his report cards fake. Maybe he's failing every subject and all those other grades are just fakes....he's been doctoring his report card?
Then I remembered that my son was scheduled to take his drivers test on Monday. I've had reservations about him getting his license. I think 16 might be too young. I read everday in the paper about another kid being killed in a wreck..... I'm scared. I don't want him driving. I don't want him to get hurt. Suddenly I felt kinda glad that I had caught my son skipping school. I will use his skipping school as an excuse for not allowing him to take his drivers test........and in that moment, my son walked in to the school office....still chewing part of his lunch, his hair a little out of place, looking all cute with his little baby smile. "Hi mom. What are you doing here?"
Seems he wasn't skipping. He had been in the lunch room eating....his grades really are good, he doesn't do drugs, his whole life hasn't been one big lie..............and so I signed him out and took him to the doctor........his tumor was nothing more than a fatty deposit......"I can't believe you'd think I would skip school" (he would, it's what teens do).........and so on it goes....life in the big city.
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