Wednesday, May 18, 2011
It's almost 11pm and I feel like doing yard work. Didn't feel well today. No reason...like always. It was dreary out but I should be used to that by now. I did the driving out to my grandson's school even though we both were tired and could have slept all day. He's in 8th grade and it was an awards ceremony. There were 3 categories Attendance, Attitude and Achievement. Ok. Nate is "special". By that I mean, he's the one who can just be sitting there ad he falls off the stool. He's the one that-while playing Cranium-spits out the answer "The Devil Wears Prada!", or acts out a seal on the floor that has us laughing our asses off. He is quick and the stuff that flies out of his mouth is often hysterical! Goofy, but quick enough that you know it's just him. He is also the middle child and avoids conflict and tries to help everyone get along. He's generally happy and very helpful. His older brother and younger sister are smart without even having to try. Nate has to work on it. Sorry I made a short story long but,...we figured he'd get an award for attitude. When they had him come up and his award was for A-B Honor Roll? We were all surprised. He was surprised! My daughter started crying and the puts tears in my eyes. I could go on. I called my ex to let him know and so he came. Then I drove home and there's alot of construction on the tollway. It went down to one lane and I was behind a semi that as being driven by a blind guy apparently. (no offence to my son John.) Talk about swerving! I am one for keeping my distance, just in case. Truck hit one of those construction barrels and it ended up rolling into my lane. I was able to avoid it by going around it to the left and getting back in the lane. A second after, I realized there was a worker walking out to pick up the barrel. Shit! Did I almost hit him? Well, prob. not but what if.... Well, I had no choice. I don't think he walked out to get until after I passed it..... And so, this is how my mind works on a regular basis. Fast, furious and....what? Crazily? Ok. Enough. I am happy. Had a cappuccino and am a bit wired so I took Xanax to counteract that and here I am rambling about All this shit and to bad-so sad, right? Can you imagine if I posted immediately after I woke up? Well guess you have to know me to realize it would be amazing. You'd be like all...geez, she thinks the weirdest stuff and....it's no wonder she's always tired with the constant dreams she has and all these morning thoughts that come so rapidly. Maybe one day-when The Hunter is gone and I can smoke and he my coffee up here, I will blog first thing. And a drunk blog? I am not a frequent drinker but perhaps I will make an exception for you all. Now that one will be too funny. I swear you will pee your pants.