Sweet? Sixteen

Blondie turns the Magical Sixteen today. I was way more excited for it than she was.
Blondie- what would you like for your birthday? ...Idunno
What do you want for dinner? ...Idunno
Cake? Presents? Want to hang out with your friends? ...Idunno
Bah Humbug.

So its been a PJ and Charmed (gotta love Netflix addiction) day.
Happy Birthday Blondie

Lost in transit

Dammit. I write a brilliant, intriguing, fantistically written post- and then lost it.

Bummer.

Plum tuckered. The new IN color.

Its been a rough couple of days here on the Range, the Herd has been running wild. Not anything out of the ordinary, but still exhausting. Still trying to find my groove at work, and realizing that the Dream of one job employment is still going to be a figment of my over-active imagination. Yea me. Ahhh, the life of a single mom of seven...trying to bring home the bacon and keep gas in the Van. Both are obnoxiously spendy, aren't they? I think I might be a little grumpy too. Totally needing a My Guy Night- but unable to until Friday at the earliest. Grumble Grumble Grumble.

Catch up

OK, so with the Herd I have, and the job, and the house, and the chores.... I might get a little distracted. Deal with it. I have to! Since we last spoke, I have survived the Ex visit. An 8 year olds birthday. Recieving and distributing half a cow. Worked my hiney off. Sprayed ants like there is no tomorrow. I celebrated 1 whole year with My Guy, and helped him mourn and remember a loved one. I helped bring a friends child into the world. It's been a busy week. My Smarty Farty friend is coming to take the last of her exams, before allowing me to call her DR Smarty Farty, and I start the first in a series of Night Shifts. There are stirings of a plan for a beach run... but dont tell the herd- they get excited, then annoying- and Im not going to let them drive me nuts. If they make me crazy (ier) then I might miss the beach op... and thats sooo not going to happen. My Summer. My Beach. Mine.

Another Storm

Here in central War-shing-ton, we are desert people. The west side is wet and green, here we are tinderbox brown. Until recently- lightning, thunder, strange dumping of water from the sky...you'd a thought the end of the world was coming quicker than December!

So now, storm watching is the latest past time around here. Can't go do chores "a storms coming!!" mow the lawn? Nope, can't do it! Even the nurses on the unit were all about the weather. "Sure the ladys in labor...but the storm is HOW big?"

Seriously, the clouds roll in, the lightning flashes, the thunder crashes...and it rains. For like 10 minutes. Get to the arc people! Run!!

I tease. It rains for 11 minutes.

Teenagers

Dozer, My Dozer.

Arguing with a teenager is like nailing jello to the wall. Actually, I think the jello would be easier to deal with.

Last night, at 11:57pm he asks if he can take the car (the ONE vehicle we have at the moment) to hang out with his GF. He graciously offered to drive his sister in for her appointment...around the plans he had made for staying in town all day. 5 trips to town and back later, he "might" be able to work on the yard. A little. If its not to hot. Or windy. Or looks like it might rain. Or if hes got a headache. Or needed a nap. Or it was Monday, or something equally important.

Yea, no.

He thinks I'm unreasonable, unfair. I think hes just being a lazy ass. I'm the mom, I win. He stomped off to bed, and I slept well.

This morning, Blondie- who can't stand him any other time, starts to pick a fight with me about him being able to drive her. Hmmmmm. Fishy much? And then he gets up...without being bribed or threatened.

Teenagers teaming up? No good can come from this!!

Ohhh Monday

Yesterday, was nice. Met up with a few friends from high school for breakfast, hung out at home with the Herd, and pretty much dozed the day away. Its hard to turn off the ole brain sometimes, but when I am finally able to- ahhh, Magic!

Got to talk to My Guy for a little bit, but its hard to not miss him a ton with him living 90 minutes away...and us both having the schedules that we do. Sheesh, responsible grown up type people. Working. Paying bills. Raising kiddos- who'da thunk it might be a little challenging, right?

I can't believe its been almost a year since I first met him- and I am still in awe. To have a great guy, supportive, caring, and thoughtful...what a difference it makes.

Ok, now who hears that the Ex MIL is planning a trip over, and OFFERS to come and "just be there for you"...3 weeks after meeting him. And he did a fantabulous job. How can you just relax and be comfortable in a situation like that? Only My Guy :)

And he keeps coming back- gotta love that!

I know I do.
lol just thinking about My Guy gets me feeling all warm and fuzzy...just like him!