One Day At A Time

Work was the same today as yesterday…………..I get to the office with a game plan…………instead, I was managing by crisis and didn’t even touch the plan………….

Eman and I didnt speak all day…………so as I drove home…………I was not looking forward to another awkward night of silence………so I just agreed to disagree.  Sometimes, that is the only way to move past the situation………

The other day I received an email from an old friend from high school…………he
proceeded to tell me that his life had been like an old country and western song
………..his wife of 14 years was killed in a car accident……….and a few years later
 he fell in love again and they were suppose to get married this year…………she
died a few months before their wedding from pneumonia.  I guess you can see
why…………agreeing to disagree is okay with me.

Marriage is a real bitch!  But if you truly love someone, you are willing to go
through almost anything……….notice I did say almost……….there are limits. 
However, my husband’s good looks helps him to get away with a lot.  His
brown eyes make me melt…………

WOW - that sounded pretty shallow………..I didn’t realize I was shallow
…………excuse me while I reflect a minute……..

Okay………..really………….looks aren’t what it’s all about
…………good sex is important too………….was that better?

Chad moved into his own apartment a couple of weeks ago.  I popped in
one Sunday morning and took him some food and goodies.  He was very
excited and thankful.  I didn’t notice any ash trays or doobies sitting around
………only a half empty bottle of Vodka. 

What could I say?  He is almost 20 years old…………….I was married with a
child at his age………….been drinking and smoking off and on since I was 13
……………..the child is a saint compared to me………how could I ask for more?
And the cool thing is……………I turned out great…………..which means he
is going to turn out REMARKABLE!

I am still trying to recover from the weekend.  We took the kids to Kerrville this
weekend to hang out on the river with friends and their families.  Friday and
Sunday really sucked……………but Saturday made it all worth it.  I forgot to take
pictures…….what a dumb ass - the one trip that I should take pictures and I
forget  (the other trips shouldnt be photographed and I have 4 rolls of film - go figure!)

Can you see her tan lines?  hehe  What about her brass balls? 

Going back to work and getting back into the routine was really tough…………..
I have been dragging all day. 

Ethan and I are fighting and I think I’m going to run away from home.  Don’t
you hate those types of arguments that neither of you understand why the
other is pissed off……….and that seems to make it even worse. 

I have no earthly idea what he has to be pissed off at………..I only told
him to ” get out of bed and do something instead of stirring up crap!”
I could have said and done so much worse…………..besides,
if he’d mind his own business - we wouldn’t  be fighting to begin with……………

So tonight………I have done a load of laundry………cooked dinner……….
and now I’m blogging  - thinking back over this day…..regretting the
many terrible things I have said to my husband………….yet, I refuse to
say Im sorry (right now).  So he is mowing the yard………..and
we haven’t spoke a word to each other since last night.

I’m not looking forward to him coming inside…………there is such an
awkward feeling in the air when we are in the same room together. 

I wonder what he’s thinking…………he doesn’t read my blog so
it’s safe for me to telll you what  I’m thinking………..I wish I could start
yesterday all over again and know what I know today………….. 

I quit smoking again……………..for good this time……………it has been 4 days since I smoked and today was really tough.  So in my down time - I have been taking baths……..eating…………watching too much t.v…………..and now I’m blogging.

Blake and I have seasons passes to the water park this summer. We have gone 3 days in a row.  I have a nice tan going - until I take my clothes off……………I wear a one piece…………so my arms and legs are really dark………..and then my stomach looks like a whales belly…………….

I’m learning a different level of parenting skills on the trip to the water park.  Blake has a thing about fat people right now………..I’m not sure what has happened………..but on the last day of school he came home talking about all of the kids on the bus telling fat jokes…………..I tried to explain to him that it’s not nice and we shouldn’t act like that……but apparently, it’s not sticking very well………………we’ll be floating down the river at the water park and a fat woman will float by……………and he’ll look over at me and start to giggle…………..and I’ll tell him to stop ………that it isn’t nice and it hurts peoples feelings.  So next time I have decided I am either going to yank him out of the pool and take him home
 
- or tell the fat woman that my son is laughing at her………….and I’d like her to ask him why? 
Wouldn’t that be funny?