I am not sure if that thingy up there will work. I seem to be challenged when it comes to posting the link pictures. Whatever it does, do yourself a favor and go check out Keely's blog at The Unmom. Read through all the randomness floating around over there.

Random Thought Tuesday:

Wow is it ever stormy here. I came in to work this morning and thought perhaps I should be going home for the evening it was so dark.

I am researching work at home articles. I would love to create some kind of income working online. I realize it would not replace the job I have, but it could someday. I would love to be able to stay home on those dark mornings.

I slept like a log last night. It felt great. When the alarm went off this morning, I seriously did one of those sit straight up in bed things. I wasn't even sure what woke me up to start with. At least I did not see any bugs on my ceiling. That is always a good sign-no bugs.

I have a gazillion things to do tonight after I get off work. I leave for a visit with S tomorrow around noon. I have to finish washing all the blankets, pillows, clothes, dishes, etc, etc, for packing tonight so I can load tomorrow when I get off work and get the heck outta here.

My head hurts today. I don't know if it is the weather or just because the monitor for this computer is too big. It's like it has dinosaur-ific proportions. Which would be great if I was old and had bad eyes, or sat 10 feet away, but the monitor is about one foot away unless I stretch my arms and lean back, then I get two feet of clearance. It just makes my eyes hurt. I think I will order a different one.

My son was a chatty Kathy last night on our call. He is making grand plans for our visit. He is timing down to the minute. He told me what time we were eating all our meals. What time and what game we are playing at the top of each hour. I think it is funny when he does this. He will make all these plans, but when I get there he will change them and act like he doesn't know what I am talking about if I ask about the previous plans. He tells me I must be confused.

I am ready for lunch. I am starving. I have been hungry all morning. I had egg salad for breakfast. I know, I'm weird. At least it wasn't like live fish or something squirmy. Too bad it wasn't pizza.

Speaking of pizza, the pizza dude will be here shortly for lunch time deliveries. I need to eat my lunch first so I am not tempted to buy a pizza. And eat the whole thing. By myself. Those pizza's are sure making it hard to lose weight. And the donuts. And the whole box of macaroni and cheese. And the brownies...

Boring healthy lunch, here I come, dreaming you were something tasty.

Ramblings, Again

Today I am just going to post some random thoughts. I am excited for tonight, but slightly annoyed at the same time for a completely unrelated reason...

We (as in my family) are supposed to have a get together this weekend. We have been planning it for about 4 months total. Then we found out on Wednesday that one of the gals coming down, who is driving two of the other gals mind you, made some other plans and won't be able to leave until late. They won't arrive until after 3:00. We had been planning on an arrival in the morning. So now that screws up the plans that we made for Saturday. Then one of the gals that was going to ride decided to take a train and we would pick her up at the same time we were picking up our pal coming from the south. No can do, apparently she has been volunteered to babysit for the gal driving and can't leave now. But didn't get told she was babysitting until last night. So still only one person coming in out of the four in the morning. We've decided that us three local gals will go pick our southern friend up at the train station and spend the day shopping and end the day by going to the winery. We'll get back when we get back.

Then I've been waiting oh-so-(un)patiently for my atty to call and give me some news from his Tuesday meeting, only to be met with......silence....ugghhh.

On the flip side, I got to have a good conversation with my son the last two nights. On Sunday and Monday he was really moping on the call, well so was I, and they were just sad calls. On Tuesday, he was working on some project. He said he wanted to talk, but he wanted to finish his project before it got dark. I told him I would call him on Wednesday and we could talk longer then if that was what he wanted. He said what he wanted was to talk but he could not get his project done if he did. We only talked for about 5 minutes. But Wednesday and Thursday, the phone calls were fun and enjoyable.

Tonight is the night. This is the night I go to "bargain" for a better cell phone deal and new phones. I will be so glad to have internet access, even if it is on a screen that is 2 inches! At least I can check the weather and movie times if my son wants to see a movie. And get on facebook and twitter. I will have at least a bit of contact with the outside world after work and on the weekends. I am aware of the fact that it will not be the same as a computer, but that is out of my means at the moment. Someday I hope to have a laptop with an aircard to have internet access where ever I go. At this point, I believe that day is far in the future. I wish that I could afford it now. I think my son would love that too. He will think the phone is neat enough. I will just be glad for a phone that is no longer possessed. And does not drop calls. That will be just peachy.

I think that is about all I have for today. What is going on in your world?

Phone Calls

According to the court order, I get a phone call to my son every day, approximately for 30 minutes. My phone call last night was frustrating and hilarious. The first part of the phone call was spent trying to get S's attention as his dad kept trying to talk to him in the background (this is a common occurence). Then I finally get his attention by talking about his birthday that is coming up and our visits. I get to see him on Sunday (8 hours) and again on Thursday (3 hours-I'd like to know who thought three hours for me on his birthday when I am the one that carried him and had to push him out after being in labor for two days was a good amount of time!). Andyway, we talk about what we are going to do on these two visits and all the stuff he wants for his b-day.
me: I am going to make some more homemade bread for this weekend, you want some?
s: yeah, and brownies.
me: I figured, I already have the stuff to make brownies.
S: and eggs. (he really loves hard boiled eggs-just the whites he won't eat the yolks.)
me: I figured that too. How many do you think I should bring?
S: 24.(giggling)
me: 24!!! are you kidding if you ate that many you would be sick
S: you can have some too.
me: I still think 24 is too many let's have less than that.
S: okay, then 12(giggling)
me: I guess I can handle 12(I will use the leftovers for egg or tuna salad for work)
S: I will eat six and you eat six.
me: So in one day you are going to eat six eggs, bread, brownies, and whatever else I bring?
S:yep.

Then there were more interruptions in the background and I had to struggle to get back his attention. Finally the word presents caught him.

me: I thought we would split the presents between the two visits.
S: presents?
me: are you listening, I thought we could do presents on both days.
S: does that mean I would get more?
me: no, I would just bring down some on Sunday and the rest on Thursday.
S: I want the ds games on Sunday, the rest on Thursday then.
me: of course you do.
S: I would also like a few little surprises.
me: what do you mean a few little surprises?! We will be lucky to be able to get all that you asked for.
S: just something small like a matchbox car or something. Just something that is a surprise.
(We tend to get him exactly what he asks for if it is something we can afford. When he lived with me we would get him surprises.)
me: I think that I can do that.
S: what will you get?
me: a surprise.

We go on about presents for a couple more minutes when his dad interrupts to harass me again. Then I lose S's attention again. Finally get him talking about his "helicopter" that he is building. He talks for a few more minutes and then get lost in the movie he is watching. I keep asking questions and eventually he answers them about his ball game, the dog and the cat. Before we know it, our time is up. I still enjoy my phone calls, just hearing him laugh and giggle, hearing his tales of life and make believe. Even with all the interference, I at least get to hear him, tell him I love him and hear it right back.