
"Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart." ~ Kahlil Gibran
I have said time and again how I think it is wrong to not be completely truthful with your children. Yeah we tell the little white lies about Santa and the Easter Bunny, etc., those are pretty harmless. What is on my mind today are the things SILW/MS is keeping from her children.. IE the fact that she was married for a year to an idiot for a year before she met their Dad.. and that their Dad has a kid from a previous relationship. They have an older sibling! SILW/MS has gone to lengths to keep this information from then, even making her mother take down a picture of The Mr.and I that was taken at their wedding. Guess she doesn’t want any questions asked about where it was taken. So now she has made MIL, The Mr. & I, and The Drama Queen (who was three and remembers the first husband quite well) all accomplices in these omissions. If any of these kids ever come to me and ask the question, I will not lie. And really, I don’t get what the big deal is. So she was married before and he knocked up an old girl friend. I would want to know if I had another brother or sister out there somewhere. I had wondered if it was a moral thing maybe? But then when SILW/MS and her husband were married, their son together was in the wedding (he was 11 months old and crawled down the aisle so cute, but she cried cuz she wanted him to be walking by then.) so obviously they aren’t preaching to save it for marriage. Though knowing her she probably would anyway. She is a “Do as I say and not as I do” kinda person, ya know?
Anyway, before I get all heated about all that again. Who’s the hypocrite? Me I think. The weekend before last we went to ME to see my nephew graduate from high school. My parents went too. My mom showed up at my sisters house about an hour before we were supposed to leave totally shitfaced. My sister was already upset that her husband was late getting back from a call (he is a paramedic and she wanted him to pull his time at 10am but he stayed on until noon and of course got a call around 11:30 which had him out longer than she wanted) My Nephew was already gone when my parents arrived and my parents left the school before the graduates left the stage (we had to sit in the bleachers and my Dad’s back was killing him.) Since my sister had blasted my Mom at her house they went back to their motel instead of going back to the house after (his party was the night before and we were pretty much getting ready to go home after the ceremony) I don’t think Nephew even realized they didn’t come back since his buddies all came over, but my sister decided to tell him all about it. Which put him on a rant about it part if which he felt the need to post on Facebook. Don’t know if I have mentioned it before but my Dad has a Facebook account and I am pretty sure he saw it. In this instance I am thinking that Nephew didn’t need to know that his alcoholic grandmother showed up drunk for his graduation. All that truth did was hurt him. We all know she has a problem, obviously, so that wasn’t news to anyone, and no one really should have been surprised that it happened to begin with. I am sure that the drinking started well before the graduation party the night before and went on after they left.
I am by no means trying to hide what happened.. guess putting it out here on the internet is proof of that, though you will notice no names are used here… that is just to keep me out of the search engines though. I guess I really would have tried to protect my kid from that… probably goes back to the guilt I feel for subjecting my children to that behavior for 4 years while we lived with them… maybe I am just posting it here to try and work through it all..
Or maybe I am just a hypocrite when it comes to my family over The Misters family… That though has occurred to me as well
The song on the last post was written by Richard Marx, I was going to post the mp3.. maybe I still will. The words themselves are so powerful, but to hear is sung just gets to me. He wrote it about his Dad who passed away a few years back. It is on the new ‘album’ (guess they don’t call them albums anymore, but I still do) that he released recently. I have it on my iPod, which I have worn out listening it.
At the time I made the previous post, my Dad was sick. He is better now, but still having some issues. It is all a long story.. he had a in office procedure, then ended up in the hospital with an infection. It was so scary… He is now on a whole cabinet full of medication.
It has just been a horrible couple months and as much as I wanted to get it out all, I didn’t want to give it life by putting it down here. Though it was pretty impossible to just ignore. I guess though that I am very grateful that he went to see the doctor in the first place. Losing my uncle last year put that in motion. I imagine having some one your age just drop dead has to make you think. My mom is planning on getting her stuff taken care of too. She is way over due. She has marked her calendar for September, after Dads stuff is all taken care of and their vacations are over. That is how she deals. I don’t think I would be looking forward to having a camera shoved up my ass either.
So.. that is what has been going on. Other than that I have been working my butt off, literally actually, I am down another 10 lbs. I was quite shocked to see that, I have been avoiding the scale. I just keep reminding myself what that # would be if I actually had been exercising (besides running around the store for 6 hours a day)
Oh also! I was told at the beginning of the school year that they would need me to go along with my son if he had any field trips, if I couldn’t the nurse would have to go along. No problem! I think.. that would be fun I think…. next think you know it is April and they haven’t had a single one. I figure it just isn’t in the budget. Then I get the phone call… and I get a list of dates… FIVE field trips one in May and then 4 in June… then I get the notice home that they send to all the parents and there is a 6th added… So my work schedule for June looks like Swiss cheese… but it is cool. Get to go to Plimouth Plantation on the 2nd. Haven’t been there since I was his age so that is cool. The week after that is the Tom Thumb Museum.. been dying to go there myself. The week after that is the Jenny Grist Mill. Then there are two walking trips the following week to the town playground for a picnic and to the library. Then school is out for the summer and I have to figure out how to find time for The Drama Queen to take drivers ed. Good lord!
AND… this domain is expiring in a couple weeks… I don’t think I am ready to give it up yet… but I am not sure if I want to spend the $$... hmm…
Anyway.. there’s my update…. finally…
Deion Branch tipped a pass to himself in the end zone for a touchdown. Then the former Super Bowl MVP jogged to the railing of box seats and handed the ball to his wife, who was wearing a jewel-studded top with his jersey number 83 on it.