Saturday

It's my weekend off. Yay!
Daughter had a girlfriend stay the night. They're upstairs doing whatever it is they do. Son is at work and boyfriend came over to take a nap, I guess. Cause he's in my bed sleeping as I type.

I don't have any big plans for the weekend. I'm going to go look at cars today for my son. He's been without one for many months but has finally saved enough to buy a cheap used one........and then the only other thing I have to do this weekend is water proof the deck. Blah.
I'm a little behind with my garden. I plan on doing a little of that today, and I'm looking forward to it.

I guess I need to get some crap ready for my attorney for the next child support hearing. I almost feel like just saying forget it, and just drop it all together. But then I think about sons college tuition, and about how daughter too will be in college before I know it.....and although the child support isn't much, it does help. I have a feeling he'll win in court. At the last hearing even I was almost convinced he was some sort of victim.

Thursday

I spent a half hour on the phone this afternoon with my car insurance company, STATE FARM INSURANCE. They've over charged me $305.00 the past 2 months. They offered to pay me back $200.00 in credit.......and then implied they would increase my sons rate if I didn't agree to their offer. Huh? They made a mistake, automatically deducted $305.00 too much from my checking account, admit to their mistake, and then offer to pay me back part of the money? Am I missing something?

The day that Clarabell died I took him to the Vet. During the examination it was noted that Clarabell had been neutered and de-clawed. It was recent because the Vet said the hair growth at the neuter site was new. Clarabell was born on Mothers Day, in my living room, 5 years ago. I never had him neutered or de-clawed. He went missing for about a week last summer...................and then was missing for 3 weeks prior to the week that he died. When he came home this last time he was considerably thinner, and seemed tired. A day after he came home I found 4 large pools of blood on the deck. I checked him for injuries because his paws were covered in blood, but I wasn't very thorough. I didn't find any injury. On day 5 of his return home I noticed he wasn't eating, and his breath smelled like pus, he was lethargic...and I knew he was actively dying......... I took him to the Vet anyway in hopes that something could be done. The Vet also found an abdominal mass just above the bladder, and he specualted, based on the smell of Kittys breath, that he also had severe kidney disease.................. Here's what I think....... I think someone took my cat.....probably some psycho, doctor wanna be, or serial killer in the making, neighbor. ...He performed surgery on him, and starved him for awhile....& then... . ...either let Clarabell go, or Clarabell escaped..........Clarabell bleed out from being declawed (the blood all over my deck) AND had a raging infection from the neutering (the abdominal "mass" and stinky pus like breath).....and then passed away.......................

Clarabell was a gentle, laid back, affectionate old guy........he didnt deserve to be harmed.
My family will miss him.

My Girl

She played her first soccer game yesterday. She made her first goal yesterday. She said "I was just lucky."

RIP Clarabell

Clarabell died today.

Tuesday

Daughter has cheerleading tryouts tomorrow evening. Every muscle in her body hurts from practicing. I just rubbed her down with BenGay. Last year she made Junior Varsity rather than the varsity squad. Only one girl graduated from the Varsity squad. So assuming all the girls who made varsity last year make it again, there will only be one opening. The odds are against her, but I think she will do it. We'll see....

I'm 95% sure that I'm going to go back to school. But don't hold me to it until I'm 100% sure.

Daughter doesn't have to take the final exam in her American History class. Each student in her class had to do a verbal report on a former President of the United States. The person with the highest score was awarded a "pass" on the final exam. She won! Yay! (I'm proud of her)

I hope the Irish girl on American Idol is the one to go home. She just doesn't do it for me.

Tuesday

My day in a nut shell:
Got up, showered and took daughter to school. Went to my dentist appointment, arrived an hour too early so I left and went shopping. Bought a new set of scrubs for work. Went to dentist appointment, had a root canal, had a cavity filled and replaced an old filling. Met sister for lunch. Went to hospital with sister to see my mom. Took son for a drug screen for his new job.. Picked daughter up from after school activity and took her to my sisters. Sister and I helped daughter to work on her back handspring, and jumps in preparation for cheerleading tryouts. Came home and cooked dinner. Ate dinner. Munched on chocolates that a patients family bought me. Did 30 minutes on the bike. Showered, shaved legs, put on pj's.................and now here I sit typing and watching American Idol.
They've given mom 2 liters of blood as of this afternoon and will be giving her two more. She still feels weak and tired, but she looks a little better. So we'll see how things go.
Jason Castro just sang "Over The Rainbow". I loved it and his style........and to boot, he has really pretty eye lashes and eyes.

I WIN

I won the NCAA bracket at work. They gave me the money today, before the last game was even played. They said it didn't matter if Kansas wins or not, I won. So I said "yay" and took the money.

saturday

Mom is bleeding again..............sister called me lastnight to let me know...........I cried myself to sleep because I was full of fear, guilt and sadness...................I worked today and my anxiety increased as the end of my work day neared. I wanted to go to moms house after work, but I was afraid. I always worry I'll cry when I see her......not that crying is a big deal cause it's not............but if i cry i'm afraid I'll upset her.........and then to have to explain my tears, hell I don't know. It's hard to explain. But I did go see her and dad after work. I talked to dad about the child support hearing, my attorney, and my dads plan of attack for the next court date. Lord......
I laid in bed with mom and chit chatted with her for awhile. She's a good mom, and a sweet person. I love her. It makes me feel sad when she's ill. I know she's afraid even though she pretends not to be. I'm afraid too.