Baby Short Decaf is fine, he's just a finicky 22 months old and was getting too many of his calories from milk and juice, he's perfectly on for weight and a bit taller than most kids his age. All is well and I am happy about this.
I got an email from the other woman who was a student at my Reiki class. She wants to come over to my house and practice once a week and I don't know what to tell her. I know I have to respond to the email - it's been in my inbox for three days now and I feel terrible that I haven't replied. It's just that I'm so embarrassed about my house - we don't have anything nice, it's not decorated, and to say the least; I'm not a neat-freak. Hell, we need to plan our move to the west coast and implement a plan of attack to free ourselves of all kinds of crap TEN MONTHS in advance just so we have enough time to accomplish it! I honestly don't know what to say to her. And from a practicality standpoint - there's nowhere in my home to actually practice Reiki - I don't have a massage table, my dining room table is too small and unstable, and my sofa is so old and broken down I'd never let a stranger sit on it. There's just no way this is going to work and I don't know what to say to her. Shit.
We put our Christmas tree up this weekend - this year we went with colored lights instead of white ones because I figured it would make baby decaf happy, which it did. He's very excited about the tree even though he isn't sure what it's doing in the house.
I have been terribly bored for the last four hours and so I've been typing and typing and typing. Emails, message boards and now blogs. My fingers hurt and I still feel lonely and bored. Lonely and it's not even a weekday! Well, okay - technically it is, but still...
I'm pissed off because over the weekend I didn't get a single personal email. What the fuck is that?? I write a ton of email to people - why don't they write back? That kind of goes against the whole idea of what communication is all about - it's a two way thing, if one end of the line isn't even sure the other end is getting the words - what the fuck is the point? I'm just pissed...I make an effort and then I sit there and wait for something to happen - I think, in general, people just suck.
Maybe I do, too, I don't know.
Anyway...
I'm now using Xeno's recommended web access tools...Firefox for browsing and Thunderbird for email - so far so good. Take a look at his blog for the links to make it all gel nicely. It took a few days and Xeno to figure out why I couldn't get Thunderbird to be able to receive my Gmail PoP email, but he finally figured it out when he recommended that I should double check my router settings to make sure the port wasn't blocked, which I swore it wasn't - but it was. I'm absolutely thrilled to be able to use Gmail and compose emails in HTML again, plus of course I was tired of having to go back and forth to Gmail's webpage. I'm not big on HTML in email, not like fluffy backgrounds or anything - but you know, bold is a nice thing to have access to, as is embedding images into the email instead of making them attachments. Bluck.
Well, this ought to be a semi-slow week instead of the usual 'sllloooowwwww' week I have - my sister MIGHT come to visit me before she leaves to go on her cruise on Wednesday, and uhm...that's it. God, is that really it?? Let me check my calendar...oh, yes - cool, something else to break up the monotany - my son has his Winter Choral Concert on Tuesday night at 7 so now I have that to look forward to. :) Yay! I love to watch him sing - he's so talented. The most handsome boy in the entire school, and man does it make me proud to see him up on that stage. I can't believe I forgot that was this week...cool!
Regarding my other son who has semi-disowned me because his father (the ex) has a pretty girlfriend and a cooler car than I do...my sister advised me to not get him a birthday present or Christmas present this year (he's turning 16 on the 20th) but I just can't do that, I hope I see him for his birthday - it's a big deal, I know - but I talked to my mom about it and she agrees with me, not acknowledging his birthday or Christmas in any way wouldn't be the right thing to do no matter how ugly he's been with me lately. I can't get him much of anything since we're flat broke anyway, but I'm not going to do nothing - just can't do that.
Huh. I'm bored. I was just staring at this hideously ugly signed print that was my father's, so I keep it - it's titled "Matrons & Marginal Women in Medieval Society" ... I decided to look up the artist on the web, and what the hell do you know - he's got a website... www.kenhull.com - of course, my print is only worth $55 unframed and unsigned, but heh...weird that I own it. God I hate that picture, I just can't get rid of it because it was my dad's.
Well, what do you know - I have officially run out of things to ramble on about. I guess I'll go and play a stupid word game on yahoo games or something.
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