Good thing yesterday was so awesome because today sucked. Todd was in some kind of mood and I still haven't figured that one out. We took a nice long bike ride tonight despite the fact that it's over 80 degrees outside. Came home from that and flopped down in the air conditioning to watch a little TV.
C. went to the rodeo with my aunt again so it was nice and quiet here. He got home awhile ago and hit the door telling me something about his cousin telling him that he was going with his dad tonight. Say what?? His dad doesn't get him until next weekend so I was baffled. Somehow he got it in his head that his dad took off work early tonight to come and get him. Hello?? Like that's gonna happen. Not that his dad is awful or anything but he's not the kinda guy who'd take off work at 10pm to get his kid. The rodeo dance is tonight and I guessed that if he took off early, it was to go to that and party. C. was screaming and having a fit that no, his dad was coming here to get him. That grates on my last nerve. I know it's normal for the absent parent to get put up on a pedestal but damn. I almost stepped over that line and told him some hard truths about his dad and his priorities. It's hard not to in defense of myself but instead I paged his dad to call and straighten it out. I was right - he took off early to go to the dance and wasn't planning to do anything with C. until next weekend. He spun it to C. so somehow C. wasn't mad at him or even disappointed. Once again, Scott's the wonderful guy and I'm the big mean mom who just ruins everything. My mother never bad mouthed my dad in front of me, opting instead to tough it out and let me discover what kind of a man my dad really was. I will do the same with C. I just hope that Scott doesn't take as long as my dad did to get his head out of his ass and realize what things are really important in life.
Well would you look at the time?? Today was pretty dang good. I worked a little this morning, fished this afternoon, worked a little more, and fished again until it got dark. I was laughing at Todd's lures. I swear to God, you could catch a Buick with one. The things are huge! I picked out a few of the smaller ones and razzed him nonstop about being impressed by size and told him bigger wasn't always better. I'll be damned if he didn't catch three bass. I caught two teeny bluegill. I'm a good sport about it. He caught more than I did. (because his three pound lure conked them on the head and the 4" hook snagged them)
Leon has a rodeo every 4th of July and practically everyone in the county goes to it. I dated a cowboy all the way through high school and again in my mid twenties. Got pretty burned out on the rodeo scene. Same clown routines, same stock, same cowboys over and over so I quit going to the Leon bash about 10 years ago. I still enjoy the sport - just not the crowds and the showy part of it. Todd doesn't care for any of it but I talked him into going to watch slack tonight. For those who may not know, that's like another rodeo without the clowns and the crowds. It's for cowboys/cowgirls who didn't get entered in time for the main show. We got there as they were finishing up the bullriding for the main show and stood along the back chutes to watch. I saw a sweet little familiar face in the crowd that belonged to Emily. She and Ben were there with their mom and they all came by us on their way out. Emily wanted to go with me to find Christopher and Aunt Betty so got to spend quite a few minutes with her. All and all, it's been a very good day.
...and that cowboy I dated thru high school... he's a pickup man (guy who chases cows/calves/bulls out of the arena and helps the cowboys) and he was still in the arena for slack. Still has amazing blue eyes but dang, his formerly chiseled abs have fallen to where his big belt buckle now rides under his gut. I know it's mean but I just had to giggle.
Well today was certainly interesting. I spent the morning at the clinic waiting for my tetanus shot. I love how they keep you waiting so the anxiety can build. Just as I turned to Todd and said "I'm about ready to walk out of here", they called my name. Lucky me. The shot itself didn't hurt a bit. Matter of fact, I didn't even feel the "sting" and "burn" that I was promised. About an hour later it felt like someone was pinching the back of my arm really hard and now it just aches.
This afternoon was spent learning even more about government paperwork for some software we are building. It's amazing how much paperwork is still churned out in this digital age.
This evening I reminded my ex-husband that it's been a year since he and his girlfriend have been together and that he should do something nice for her. How freakin' weird is that?? It always makes me laugh because I was supposedly the one with the boyfriend when we separated and actually he was the one who got a girlfriend first. It's also funny how the mind perceives time. It seems like Todd and I have been together forever but it's actually been about ten months. It seems like Scott and Sara have been together just a couple of months but it's been a year. Even odder, I can't remember the last few years of being married to Scott. It's like my mind has erased the bad times altogether. Maybe it's just that my tetanus shot has began to kill my brain cells. Ack!
Since Dan (my spellchecker) is so busy, I spellchecked this myself. The only typo it detected was "freakin". The suggested replacement word.... foreskin. Ahhhhhhh... I don't think so : )
We have so many things to get done today before another work week starts. Being in such a hurry all the time can lead to accidents. Case in point: I rush to get the front steps completely finished so I can move on to dishes and laundry. I am hurrying and getting hot and tired. and careless. and I cut my hand pretty bad right at the base of my index finger. Now I can't do dishes at all and everything I try to do hurts like hell. Gonna hurt even worse tomorrow when I go to the clinic and get it cleaned real good. Gonna have to have a tetanus shot too. I called out to the hospital to see what the time window was for getting it cleaned and getting the shot. They said 24 hours so no way am I going to pay them $200 when I can wait and pay $40. Hey, at least I've been lucky enough to go 20+ years without an injury that requires a shot. Of course if I won that lottery, I could pay someone to do all this damn work and lessen my chances of getting injured even more. ha!
Put the remainder in savings to buy gas for the truck.
Patti, I don't know if that was hard for you but dang, I had trouble coming up with things. What does that say about me? That I've grown so used to living paycheck to paycheck that I gave up the idea of a wishlist or that I already have everything I need? Probably a little of both.
