More Trivial things

Again, I have been to the computer several times to blog about the trivial things going on in my life, but next to life itself, nothing seems so important. Although, it is fun to read.

The events of the last 4 days have really proven to me, again, that life is too short for some of the shit we complain about. For example, in the past month I have been MAJORLY blown off by a couple of different people for very different reasons. Why can't we have simple common courtesy for others? If you say that you are going to cut my hair, then cut my hair. If you say that you are going to help me out when I need you, then help me out when I need you. You have already committed yourself to me, why can't you give a simple phone call if you have changed your mind or if something came up and you have to postpone or even cancel our plans?

My sister responed to me with,"it is just hair" when I was complaining mildly (others have heard me really bitch up a storm) about the aweful haircut I got from the beauty college in Festus, Missouri. You know what? She was absolutely right. It is just hair. Although, for a long time I was proud of my hair. Long. Curly. Straight on occasion. Cut in style recently. Nice. Slight swing bob, nothing drastic. It is just hair. It will grow back. We can't say that about a lot of things.

We can't bring lost freinds back. We can mend relationships---or try. We can forgive. We don't have to forget. We can learn from our mistakes. We can move on. We can give each other a hug or a smile. We can pass it on.

Why is it that most people are so eager to pass on the BS? How come people don't say nice things to each other JUST BECAUSE? Why does it take a monumental life-changing event for some to offer you a hand or an ear? How come life is not like pre-school when everyone in your class was your friend?

Life has really dealt us some crap this summer. But we are also very blessed.

My Dad (sorry Dad) has been diagnosed with colon cancer. I cannot imagine the emotions that he is going through. I know that I feel like have been on a 4-day PMS binge. I know God will make everything turn out ok. We are living on his watch and walk in his time. But it is still hard at times. I hope that Dad feels the love all around him. The prayer request has been sent out and the response has been overwhelming. The power of prayer only equals miracles.

I have been told that the surgery he is having Thursday is a good thing. One nurse friend of mine tells me that this means the cancer is not too far along where it can't be helped at all. This makes me feel a bit better. But what makes me feel better than anything (almost) is that my Dad has a such a good frien taking care of him. This lady would do anything for anyone including taking time off of work to take my Dad to the hospital and to take my Dad home from the hospital. What a wonderful woman. Thank you, L****, for making sure my Daddy is doing ok daily. We love you.

This kind of makes everything else seem so trivial. Bad hair cuts. PMS. No calls, no shows. Empty promises. Less income. None of it matters. What matters is the time we spend with loved ones, and that this is happy time spent. "Let's not waste a single minute of that one hour a week when we can get together to share...."

Love. Peace. Happiness. Kindness. Courtesy.
Spread it around. Pass it on.

August update.

I have come downstairs to the computer several times since my last post. What happens though, is that I've been caught up reading the last post and can't come up with anything to say. I feel a little sad about the events. I wanted to write, but whatever was on my mind at the time just seemed so trivial that it did not warrant a blog.

As I know this is how some people keep up with what is going on in my life, I thought I should not wait any longer. Don't get excited....there is nothing major to report.

Kevin is loving is job. I am happy about that. Although, I have to admit that I get a bit resentful especially Friday through Sunday. By Friday I have had enough of being a single mom. Saturday he is making up for lost sleep, going in to clean the church, catching a meeting and helping others at a meeting if he can. Sundays are usually taken up with catching up with more sleep, going to church, eating and cleaning the church after my meeting. I will get over most of it. Maybe I just need time to adjust, and when Kevin gets used to his schedule, I will also find pleasure in all of this.

Emma started first grade last week. OMG. Saying out loud that my daughter was in kindergarten to people was one thing, but saying that she is in first grade just means that time will go faster and fast each year and that tomorrow I will be inviting you to her high school graduation party. HUMPH. Her intellegince is astounding. Don't be surprised if she is listed as valedictorian or saluatorian on the program. (Really? Could happen.)

Emma is handling going back to school and not seeing her freind pretty well. She is surrounding herself with friends and academics, that she does not seem bothered right now.

James is also doing well. He has had good behavior reports everyday (except for one when he was overly tired) since returning from summer break. He does well in pre-school. Whatever that means....he behaves and listens during "instruction" time. This will be a handy trait to have when he goes to kindergarten next fall. Prediction on James for next school year is that he will do well also. Although, he may need a bit of speech therapy.

I am back at school. I went back on August 4 in order to do some painting in my room. My personal patchwork design is very calming and beautiful. Kevin says it looks like a baby's room. I love it. Not many students have been suspened for this semester. I have two students; one in the morning, one in the afternoon. My afternoon student did not show up Friday, so my aide, Liz, and I got a lot more painting finished. We painted a bookshelf and a table to match the rest of the room. I love it. The only part of this year that I am not so fond of is our lack of AC. Next week could be unbearable without air. We have to stay in our room for the academic part of the day, because the kids' work is off the server in my room. The success (character education) part of the day can be done in the library, but then we would have to trek a bunch of stuff over there. Sweat. Arrive late, leave early. Why not just stay where we are? Hopefully, it will be fixed before too long into the week.

The kids are down for a bit of quiet time with Kevin. I am going to balance out my day with one of my newest addictions: Mahjongg Platinum 3. Love it. My latest jiggsaw puzzle is just about finished. (Other addiction.)