I just had lunch with a guy. A cute guy named C. I just had lunch�with a cute guy, named C�who reminds me of Matthew Broderick circa �Ferris Buellers� Day Off�. This guy is FINE!!! He is smart..and well, very intelligent. He asked me to have lunch with him. Of course I did so I could hone up my flirting skills. And I did. You girls would be so proud.
We talk about his prior career in Air Traffic Control. Now he�s a government analyst who wears really nice shoes that match his belt.
I tell him about my weakness for the homeless and less fortunate. Seems we share a soft spot for the underdog. Awww.
He winks at me a lot. I don�t mind. Who knows what will happen?
Yay! My sister Shenana may be coming after all. Seems like El Creepo doesn�t want to watch his own kids now. He�s got a new love; they just met a two weeks ago, that�s moved in with him already.
I think he should be castrated. I hate him. But his kids will never know this, because I will never tell them I feel this way.
I hope Renee does come. It will be hard, but she�s my baby sister, and I�m not going to make her stay in a miserable place just because she can�t afford to leave Tennessee. We will suffer together. I�ll just ask my doctor to up my meds if it gets too stressful. But I love her..and I don�t want to see her stay where Tommy will feel free to hit her again. Because I�ll kick his ass.
Have I mentioned that I don�t like him? I haven�t liked him since the first day when he looked down my shirt right after we were introduced.
Jackie is at Salsalita�s today. My daughter doesn�t have school today, tomorrow, Monday, then the 21rst, and then the Thanksgiving Holidays. It�s ridiculous. Anyway, Jackie�s busy terrorizing Lisa and Jake for a few hours today. I didn�t want to expect Ms. Iris to baby-sit, because Ms. Iris is probably still upset with me. Things aren�t the way they used to be.
Rene�s birthday is Sunday, but we won�t be able to celebrate it until Tuesday because I�m broke. I feel bad because it�s his 45th birthday. Sort of a milestone. I think he�s convinced that every year is one year closer to death. He�s so sure that the grim reaper is steadily inching closer, waiting for the right moment to take his life.
Tres� positive thinking, Mo Cherie!
I�m off Tuesday for Veteran�s Day. I love veterans. I am one. It�s a good day to be off work. Oh, well, at least I have that time off to get some things done. Jackie will be in school, so my errand running should be stress free, for once.
Thank you Salsalita for watching Jackie. I appreciate it.
I talked to my adopted mom, Cinders, about the letter I got from the Mormon Church. She, a Mormon herself, is outraged that it�s been so hard for me to leave that church. When I told my adopted mom that I was leaving the church, she respected my decision. However, the local stake, Oakville, has hounded me for two years now!
This is so stupid. Not many churches I know of hound you when you leave by sending a herd of missionaries to your door every year. Mom�s mad. She wants to talk to her bishop and complain. I don�t think mom knows that these people can BS you like nobody�s business. She�ll get a whole lot of nothing. They�ll make up some official or reasonable sounding excuse why they won�t leave me alone. I know how they are!
I�m sick of them. No offense to any of you that are LDS, but I don�t want to be one and these people won�t leave me alone. It makes me definitely believe everything that I�ve ever read that this church is a cult. An all-knowing Charismatic leader (the prophet Gordon B. Hinckley), secret rituals (temple baptisms and sealings), and bizarre beliefs (look no further than the Book of Mormon, which is an unsubstantiated piece of fantasy-fiction). This has been a painful process.
I talked to my Uncle last night. I called to invite him to Thanksgiving. Uncle Dan was the closest to mom. Last night we were talking about the DNA stuff, and he mentioned that when he was very ill this year that my mother came to him and basically wanted him to go with her.
How odd it must be to see something like this? He didn�t have to say it, but I knew he wanted to go with her. Since she died, it was like the light went out in his soul. The last 21 years, I�ve only known him as a sad person. I remember when I was little, 4 or 5, he was so much fun to be around. I wasn�t a little pesky kid to him. I loved him for that; he always sat down and spent time with me. But when Momma died, his passion for a lot of things went too. I knew he loved me, but we didn�t spend as much time together as I would�ve hoped.
�Did she say anything?� I had to ask. Morbid curiosity I guess.
�No, but she�s laughing and smiling. I bet she�s got a ton of people to introduce me to up there.�
I think, that�s how my mom was. She never met a stranger. Even up in heaven too it must be the same way.
Then, I mention my Bipolar to him, and he says, �You�re bipolar too?�
I can�t believe it. I�m not alone in my family after all. I cry about that. I have always felt alone in my pain. Now I know that a lot of us have this disorder.
I talk about this Thanksgiving�about how I want to make it special since our family has been through so much hell this year. I want this year to be a new start for us. I told him, �This year I�m going to get to know you guys. I love you all the most, but I know you the least.� How sad.
1:16 p.m. - Thursday, Nov. 06, 2003
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