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Sunday, May 28, 2006

From the club. 

It's fn to go to night clubs with internet access because then you can blog DURING your eveingn out.

Evein if it means you're too drunk to type coherantly. :)

It's been fun though. At the white party at the out&about.

I ran into this guy I had a huge crush on in Jrhi. is it a surprise to anoyone that he's gay? it shou;dnt' be. He was a frend of Rodney's named Jaramiah. He went by MIa. Jaramiah Wandell. there's a lot of a story there but Iw ill writ it all wen I'm not so liely to hit the wrong keys on the kyboard.

I wa thinging thougnt aht thsi might be a good sobritely test. LOL

I wwould ffail

And I have to drive hme in a hlf hour. i stoppe drinking at 12. I should be ok. i won't riv drnk. I promise. :) Part of it is that I'm tired and this keyboard is awkward anyway. LOL :P

If I really pay attention I can type just fine. See...

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Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Computer Age Five 

In my earlier mentioned outing to Value Village I picked up a board game for the kids. It's called Die Mause Bande (The Mouse Gang). It's one of those high quality German games with the cute wooden pieces. It was in perfect condition and all the pieces were there.

I always feel virtuous playing board games with the kids as opposed to electronic games. Silly I know, but true.

I brought it home and immediately both kids wanted to play. The instructions were a little tricky but we figured it out. The game is for 2-4 players so there are 4 mice characters. So I put the 4th piece back in the box. Aiden took it back out and placed it on the starting space. I explained to him that we only needed three since there were only three of us.

He says...

"What about Computer? This one is Computer."

I guess you know it's a whole new millennium when you not only play multiplayer games on the computer against the Computer but then you have to bring the imaginary opponent into a board game too!

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Series of Events 

Last night I attended the 'Parenting with Dignity' seminar at the coliseum (I'm sorry the Toyota Center!).

I had seen the posters and briefly though "Hey if I had $8 and a babysitter I might want to go to that, just to see what he had to say." The posters had good art. That was a major deciding factor in that thought.

I wasn't really planning to go, didn't think I could really come up with $8 and a babysitter, PLUS the motivation to actually use them, all on the same night.

But then as fate would have it my sister wound up with a free ticket (doesn't she always?) and she had a test that night. So I had the ticket and managed to find a sitter (thanks Pam!). And I went.

Mac Bledsoe and his wife are the parents of Drew Bledsoe who is a quarterback for some big football team (don't quote me there). I have to admit I am a skeptic when it comes to anyone wanting to tell an audience how to parent. And being the parents of a NFL player really didn't help there case a lot.

But he was a nice enough guy, honest, and straightforward. He said a lot of stuff that I have to agree with like "kids aren't YOURS" and "They should be learning to make real life decisions from the start". I can totally get behind these ideas. In fact there wasn't anything that he said that left me enraged as 'parenting' experts so often do.

But this isn't a rave review. While I admit I agreed with what he had to say the problem is he really didn't say much. I'm not a real good judge of time but he probably talked for about an hour. He told lots of good stories about his own father, kid's he's taught and coached, his kids, even past seminar attendees but when all was said and done I left feeling like I had just watched an infomercial. Really all he gave us were little teasers followed buy "Now hurry out and buy my program! Only $79.95 for people in these local zip codes plus if you buy before the end of the month I will throw in my two books absolutely free!" It left me feeling a little empty and used and glad I didn't pay the $8 to get in.

As a sidenote, I ran into Kat there. Before it all started I noticed her sitting in the stands with her girls. I went over to talk to her a bit. I can't really explain the logic there. I know I 'should' hate her with every ounce of my being but I just don't at this point. So I went over and we talked for a bit till it looked like things were getting started. Then afterwards I found her again. She agreed it was one big infomercial. We ended up standing in the parking lot for well over an hour talking about everything. I don't know a lot of other single mom's so it was nice to have someone to talk to who not only knows where I'm coming from but has lots of helpful ideas and ... intimate knowledge of the situation.

I'm glad I ran into her. It made me glad I went. Funny sometimes how life unfolds.

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Would like some OCD with that? 

I always say that Kathrynn is very much Shawn's child. She has his mind in a lot of ways and because of that much of the time she completely mystifies me. Then the following conversation happens...

Kathrynn: Mmmm This pizza is good! What day is it?
Me: Thursday.
Kathrynn: So, Thursday should be pizza night and we should have this pizza EVERY Thursday.

This is the exact conversation I have in my head regularly. Of course at 28 I have learned that along with my deep inner desire for everything to be predictable and ordered comes the complete inability to cope when things go awry resulting in my refusal to ever attempt to make any sort of concrete plans, deciding instead to live in complete chaos.

Someday she too will learn.

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Neat-O Find 

I'm sure I'm not the only one here who has secretly wished she could sometimes be Muslim just for the clothes. Not talking the burka here people but the ones I always see the local Muslim ladies wearing. Looks like a dress almost with matching pants underneath. I have admired them since highschool. They look so comfey like PJ's but they are always so pretty!

Anyway, I was at Value Village the other day looking for a fan (because it was like 95 freaking degrees and I was determined not to turn on my AC. I lost.) and I happened upon some of these outfits. And then more and more! Turns out that there is a whole rack of them! They range from you basic t-shirt fabric simple version up to these amazing lacy formal beaded numbers. I pawed through them all just giddy with my find. Almost all of them were handmade, in various sizes and there were probably close to 40 in all.

I didn't buy any. Didn't even venture into the dressing room with them. But I wanted to. I did end up buying a dress though. I will probably never wear it. It has the oddest pattern and a very very full A-line skirt. I bought it because it fit even though it was marked as a size 10! LOL Thinking I might wear it to Radcon next year. When else would I wear a dress? Never know when you might need one I guess...

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Friday, May 12, 2006

A Real Live Date 

I have a real live date on Friday. A real live dinner and a movie date with a guy from MySpace. His name is David and he's also going through a divorce.

He's originally from Alabama which is plainly obvious in his use of the two syllable word DOG. LOL

But really he's a nice guy and he's taking me out to A Robin Williams Movie (my favorite) and the Spaghetti Establishment (not my FAVORITE but it's good too). So I can't complain.

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Amy 

So Shawn showed up today with Amy. When I first found out she was coming I totally panicked. I was freaking out completely. Over time I worked through it. I was still nervous and apprehensive but no longer beside myself. Today I finally met her. It wasn't bad at all.

We all met at Chuckie Cheese's. Kathrynn hit it off with Amy immediately and dragged her off to play games. It gave Shawn and I some time to talk divorce details which we needed to do.

We were there a while and then we all went back to my apartment. We just sort of hung out for a while. Then we all went to Baskin Robbins.

I talked to Amy. Nothing deep or interesting. But enough to get to know her slightly. From what I've seen, I like her. She's not overbearing and seemed to accept whatever place she was given. This is good. I was worried she would show up and be TOO eager with my kids or TOO affectionate with Shawn or TOO standoffish with me or TOO something. She wasn't any of those things. She was nice, but not overly nice to the point where it would have felt fake.

It seemed like it should all have been horribly awkward but it wasn't at all.

Shawn and I got to sit down and go over each line of the divorce papers and make it to our liking. He signed it all and we're ready to file as soon as we have the money. :)

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Roses and a Wopper 

I got roses at work today. Correction. I got A rose at work today. One very large beautiful white rose with some greenery. All of the ladies at work were abuzz about it. :)

They say I have a 'Sancho' which according to my manager is Mexican for "guy you cheat on your husband with" LOL

This is in fact not the case. The guy in question is a very nice man I met on MySpace and have yet to meet in person. He's so much fun on MySpace in fact that it would seem almost wrong to meet him in person. I mean what if he's really short? Or has a lisp? Or a peg leg?? Because in his emails he's funny and sweet. Why would I want to ruin that?

Not to mention he's 41 and has an two daughters who are closer to my age than I am to his! :)

Anyway, the rose was an excellent touch and couldn't have come on a better day what with Shawn bringing Amy today and all...

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Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Google Poetry 

If you're bored, soul searching, or just love doing this sort of silly thing. Try some google poetry...

Katie's Favorite Mexican Food Recipes
Katie wants a fast one,
but
Katie needs a good man.

Katie is a good choice,
but
Katie looks like recycled cat food.

Katie thinks something is funny,
Because Katie loves orange!

Even so...
Katie never bragged.

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Just type in the words in bold using your own name and then arrange them appropriately. It's so revealing! :D

Katie

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Saturday, May 06, 2006

Gracious Hostess 

I just got off the phone with Shawn. He's on his way here. He wasn't supposed to come until the middle of the month but he told his company that he got served with divorce papers and needed to come here as soon as possible. It's a tiny white lie. We had agreed that he would sign the joiner on the papers and then just send them back so I can file them. But apparently there were a few things he wanted to go over in person. Whatever.

So he's on his way with a load headed for Oregon. He's currently in Nevada. When I talked to him he was in Walmart and kept talking to someone. I asked him who he was talking to. He said AMY!! Really?

So, yeah, he's bringing Amy with him. He's only going to be here one or two days to fill out papers and spend some much needed time with his children who miss him terribly. And he's bringing her along! Is it unreasonable of me to expect that he come here to see his kids, and SEE HIS KIDS!!

There is one little tiny little part of me that is excited to finally get to meet her. But the rest of me is seething with anger! I don't know if I can even express what I'm feeling.

ANGER! Because he did this. He did it without telling me and didn't tell me all the way from OHIO to NEVADA! Then he has the gall to say "Is that OK?" as though I have any choice in the matter at this point.

JEALOUSY! Because he spent 9 days at their house in Ohio with her and her kids. And then brings her along with him on the two measly days he's spending with my kids. Kathrynn is sad a lot about the fact that he spends more time with Jasmine than with her. This isn't going to help.

FRUSTRATION! I was even planning to clear out and give him some one on one time with the kids without me interfering. Fat chance now!

SADNESS! Because some part of me thought maybe it would be easier for him to be a better father if he didn't' have to do it all the time. Clearly he thinks less about his kids now than he ever did before.

STRESS! Fuck now I have to clean! And not like 'oh my ex who I was married to for 8 years is coming I better tidy up'. But like fuck I have to really clean because she will be here! In my house, in my kitchen, in my shower!

HATE! I don't want her here in my house, in my shower. But when I asked if they would be staying in a hotel he said probably not because of finances which means they will be staying in the truck. Either in front of my apartment or at a truck stop and if it's at a truck stop the kids will see even less of him!

I just want to stab him! And I totally want to bitch slap her!

I wondered what kind of mother would let some guy just waltz back into her life and the life of her kids like that. What kind of mother would hop back in bed with the father of one of her kids without a second thought to what is going to happen to her 10 year old daughter who's never met her dad when the inevitable happens and they break up. What kind of Mother wouldn't just step back and let him build a relationship with his daughter! Part of me wants to respect her. Part of me wants to believe that she's A mother so to some degree she must be a good mother and give a shit about her kids and other kids. But what kind of Mother, what kind of PERSON would be willing to travel across the country to invade some other mother's home and family. Uninvited! Without even knowing if she would be welcome!

Seems to me they're perfect for eachother! Neither one of them gives a flying fuck about anything except themselves!

I haven't told Kathrynn anything about Amy at all. I don't want her to be surprised but I don't know what to tell her. I can't not tell her anything. She's going to be very disappointed. She's dying to sleep in Daddy's truck with him next time he comes.

I don't know what to do. Part of me just wants to say no. But I can't really do that. I'm sure I'll end up playing the gracious hostess.

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Friday, May 05, 2006

90% 

I got a 90% on my first essay in English class today.

"What's this..." you say "...we didn't even know you were in school Katie!"

And alas I am not. But my sister is so I guess more accuratly SHE got a 90% on my first essay, or I got her a 90%, or however it works best in your head.

Really it was more a group effort. I wrote it and she edited it for proper englishness. So between the two of us we pulled off a 90% and we were well pleased!

Who knew one could write an entire five paragraph essay on changing a diaper. :)

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