Friday, May 24, 2013

Old Fashioned

I guess I must be more old fashioned than I thought.

i really dislike this day and age of finding out the sex of your baby before it is born.
takes the fun out of it.  What will it be.  When will it be born?  What will it weigh?
Trillions of parents have had baby's before this and didn't "need" to know.

I just don't get it I guess

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

is this the start of the next 3

soooo...................

my father in law was admitted to the hospital last night with a heart attack.

now i have pains in my chest too

Sunday, May 05, 2013

First 5 Days of May

May 1st my husband totals another persons vehicle by driving over it from behind and then propelling it in to someone else.
May 3rd my daughter gets suspended for stealing pop from the cafeteria to resale for more money.
May 5th a member of our immediate family .............. on the road (highway) behind us where only 3 years ago Auggy was murdered.

Early this morning, we lost a very special member of our family.
She never let me sleep through the night.  Always had to be with her girl, sleeping on her special pillow or blanket.  She loved to ride on her dad's shoulder like a parrot.  She was our great hunter that was just starting to master to art of actually eating what she caught.  She recognized the sound of the catnip coming out and just learned to play with a laser.  She made it her business to protect her yard and her best friend Kneader.  She was a soppy princess that loved to have dirt baths and spend her time outside with her humans.  Her most special time was on her special pillow in her room with Charlotte.  She cuddled with Charley like she would no other.  She could predict earthquakes.  She was her happiest when her pride was all together.
We are very sad

Shit is stupid.
Mountainman and i have a meeting with the School tomorrow to discuss what is wrong with our daughter.  We don't know yet if  his truck is going to be written off or not.  Our boy cat is sad.  And there is a horrible ache in our home for our girl.
I found a place open on a sunday to take her body for cremation.  She will be with Auggy again.  
I have a fucked up Rash on my neck.  I am supposed to be sleeping but clearly I am not.  I am writing.  Which i guess is good.  My eyes are burning like a SOB.
I admire my husband for his tears.  He is able to just cry and cry hard.  I love this about him.  I cry and then ........ someone needed to deal with her body.  someone had to drive the car.  Someone had to fil out the paperwork and continue on ...... my tears come.  They surprise me.
I was her mom.  When shit was going down, she came to me.  I am the Alpha.  When the big quakes in Japan happened, Whisky was trying to make herself meld with my armpit. I will take tomorrow .......... too much.  No baby.  Car accident, a felon, death.  Oh so much more if I only had the eyes to proofread .................. I shold go to bed and hope for sleep.
I miss my girl.  My Whisky cat.
my daughter stealing - for attention - for lunch money - for friends - non of it good and all of it stemming from home......................FUCK


THE MONTH OF MAY CAN SUCK IT!