Sunday, April 24, 2011

Tiny the sea

There has been no bubble the last couple of months. Seriously, there has not been time for the bubble. I don’t have time to bitch to anyone because there just aren’t enough hours of the day.

So here I am to tell you a few of the little tidbits of my life that will eventually become great posts.

#1 and #8 have been taking my mom out for dinner on Sundays lately. These have not been healthy dinners and they have been buying her alcohol to boot. My mom has been swelling up like a balloon at a birthday party. Her ankles look like my thighs and her feet don’t fit into shoes. When I tell my brothers that they can’t serve my mom alcohol and salty fried foods, they laugh and say it is not like they are force feeding my mom. Okay so that might be the case but why not bring food in instead.

#2 has been coming to family functions the last few months and leaving the wife at home. It has been very pleasant and even his little shit of a kid has no one to run to when he gets what he deserves.

#3 became a grandfather three weeks ago. One of the most beautiful baby girls became a part of this scary world and even scarier family.  They kids came to visit and show off the baby and only 2 of my brothers and their families bothered to show up to say hello and even then it was only evens that were there.

#5 is back up and going after his horrible car accident this winter. It is great to see him but something is still a little off. I am almost afraid to ask but when I get him alone I will.

#6 has no really horrible stories to tell about but I am sure there will be something soon.

#7 has become the biggest victim and so has his wife. We spent Easter afternoon together today and well…I think three bottles of wine for one 120 pound woman is a little much. It is for their little guy that I am running in a 5K next Sunday to raise awareness for Autism. If you could or do watch Parenthood, they are definitely Adam and Christine only…well Adam is in great shape.

#8 has been coming to dinner every Wednesday night for the last few months and is now dating a really “hot girl”. I just wish things had worked out with the “good doctor”. This one is a ditz.

I told you that next Sunday I am running the 5K in the morning but I am also going to be celebrating the bestest baby in the whole wide world’s first birthday party. I am not even the little bit exaggerating.

I will take pictures if I get the chance and you can see. He is just the greatest. But it is sure to have more family fun stories since it is #3’s grandson and a family function that will bring his first wife and her family along with the second wife and all of us. Yippee bring on the fun…I can feel the bubble growing.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Chicken Soup for April

It has most definitely been a crazy couple of weeks but it seems as though it may be coming to an end.

If and when I have 5 minutes to sit at the computer and type out a post there are so many things shooting through my head that I can’t decide on one thing.

Today is Chicken Soup…

For those who know me, I don’t suffer from attention deficit; hey, did you see that chicken?

I don’t have the time nor the patience for a whole bunch of chicken pictures today either.

My 14 year old needs to get a 98% in Math this quarter to pass for the year. If he does not pass, he loses his acceptation to the school he chose. He has a piss poor attitude and he stole money from me last week. I have no more patience with him and finally kicked him out of the house and made him go live with my in-laws (for all of about 18 hours). My husband can’t accept that I am right and this behavior needs to be nipped in the bud. Lie and cheat and steal….not on my watch.  Maybe the next time, I will move out.

I have been hired an assistant. He is the sweetest guy in the world. He smiles constantly and has the best attitude. He is as dumb as a post but sweet just the same. No wonder they gave him to me.

I have just over a week before my first 5K ever. Ugh, I am scared to death. I figure I walk a 15-16 minute mile; I can have this finished within 40 minutes even if I only run half of the time.

My bestest baby friend EVER turned one this week. It makes me feel so old. However, I cannot figure out how I could love this peanut as much as I do. It is like he is mine, only he is not. Does that make sense? Maybe, maybe not.

I had a dream, a dream of living on the water. I dream of building my house that I would live in for the rest of my life. I dream of winning the lottery and then it can happen. I found out last night that unless someone has a market for a 14 year old boy (just about the only thing worth selling right now) I will not be able to afford this dream. I could start dreaming that someone rich dies and leaves me money. The only problem with that dream is that I don’t know anyone rich and I certainly would not want them to die.

I have a few friends that need a swift kick in the ass. I think that I would very much like to get some of my frustration out in doing just that. The problem is that I think they know it too and so it would not be a surprise.

I hope all that celebrate this weekend have a beautiful and blessed Easter. Those of you who have just celebrated Passover, I hope that you had a Chag Sameach. (Darn, I hope I said that right).

P.S. Don’t forget that it is Autism Awareness Month…that is why I am running my 5K.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

It is Autism Awareness Month and I am doing something about it.

Just before going to sleep each night, I collect my thoughts and count my blessings.

Almost eighteen years ago I was preparing to become a mother for the first time. I gave birth to a healthy baby boy. I spent the next eighteen years raising that son and two others. My boys are a blessing that I count every day.

For those who know me personally, you know that I am one who strongly believes in the sanctity of family. We all have our strengths and our weaknesses and my family is one of my strengths. This is another one of the blessings that I count.

I have 13 nieces and nephews and a great nephew and a great niece. These beautiful children are another blessing that I count.

My little dude Ryan was lucky number 13. Ryan is now 5 and has captured my heart in a way that I did not know could be done. This little dude is the only person alive that I will allow to call me “dude”.

I have another blessing to count.

I can walk. I can run. I can move.

Today, I ask you for a favor that I never thought I would be asking.

I am running a 5K. Yes, I know that sounds funny to hear, it sounds even funnier to say. But I am running a 5K on May 1, 2011.

I run for Ryan. I run for the Autism Resource Center of Central Massachusetts. I run to raise money for the center that has done so much for Ryan. I run for the joy of seeing the finish line and for awareness to all.

Please support me by going to the link and donating. I am not asking for much, I need to pull my weight for the team so anything will be helpful.

Thank you!!!!!

And I count you as a blessing.