Chaos of a James

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You gotta love a kid that has no fear and sings in front of anyone and in fact demands that you turn the camera on so that he can see himself singing later.

Today was the most relaxing day Bill & I have had in a long long time.
Bill drove me without any hassle or begging to the beach. Where we spent part of the afternoon just reading and sitting on the beach watching the tide roll out. I got to go for a short walk by myself. Usually when I go to even walk out the door someone follows me to make sure I don’t pass out. But Bill didn’t even move when I got up to go for a walk. I didn’t go far and stayed in sight of him the entire time. Bill did roll over and read his book so I am sure he ad me in his sights the entire time. The brief taste of freedom (although limited) was terrific. We had a picnic of chilled sliced lemon pepper chicken, cut strawberries, hunks of cheese and water. Not much in gourmet fair but satisfying and healthy. It was so nice to have the fresh air and no kids, no worries, no talk of cancer, health, kids, worries, nothing but blissful silence and companionship.

Funny how we seemed to end up on the same beach that we did almost a year ago, where Bill took me to the beach during our first time together and we sat and dreamed of our future and enjoyed each others presence. Loved it then. Means more to me now. And it was definitely a day that recharged me. It was the absolute best gift Bill has given me.

When we got home Bill and Riley were in the yard raking leaves and playing. I was struck with such a sense of contentment as I watched those two together. Every day I see them grow closer and it warms my heart. I see Bill taking time every day to talk to Riley, play with him, taking him to the daycare on the base, listening to Bill tell me he takes time in the morning to make sure Riley is settled in school, And how much Bill cares that Riley makes friends. He makes sure he is taken care of.

Courtney turned 19 yesterday. I feel old. I was clueless on what to get her. Bill suggested a new cord for her computer so she can get it sent in on warranty before she no longer can. And the idea appeals but I want so much more for her. Not monetarily gifts but in emotional support I guess. But we ended up getting her the cord because she ended up asking for it and then we got her a car charger for her phone as well. Useful gifts. Today her and I are going to do some decadent lunch complete with decadent dessert. I didn’t even realize it was her birthday until late afternoon Saturday. I feel so shitty for not planning anything or getting her a gift prior to this. Granted I have a lot going on but that’s no excuse. I need to get on the ball. Of course I wasn't up to getting things done for Courtney so Bill baked her a cake and even decorated it. He then made her a terrific steak dinner and took care of getting the gifts and such for me.

1. What type of food do you most like to eat?
Oh Lord if it's a carb I gotta have it, bread, pasta, bread, pizza, more pasta you get the idea

2. What type of food do you most like to cook?
any type of baked goodies but probably sticky buns the most

3. What ingredient could you not live without?
whipping cream

4. What do you never let in your kitchen?
Hamburger Helper

5. What is your favorite drink?
Cranberry Bog, but I never turn away a drink unless it is a Pink Bubble Gum thing (bad bad memories of that)

6. What is the food you will never touch?
Pickled Pigs Feet - gross

1. Your rock star name (first pet, current car):
Cuddles Silverado (sounds more counrtry than rock)

2. Your gangsta name (fave ice cream flavour, favourite type of shoe)
Vanilla fuck me pumps. (LMAO)

3. Your Native American name (favourite colour, favourite animal):
Burgandy Bird

4. Your soap opera name (middle name, city where you were born):
Brownsville ( I was cursed with no middle name)

5. Your Star Wars name (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 of your first name):
Jam-do (it could work)

6. Superhero name (2nd favourite colour, favourite drink):
Blue Cranberry Bog

7. NASCAR name (the first names of your grandfathers):
John Anthony

8. Stripper name (the name of your favourite perfume/cologne/scent, favourite candy):
Coconut Lime Verbena Chocolate

10. TV weather anchor name (your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter):
Hardy Harrisburg

11. Spy name (your favourite season/holiday, flower):
Summer Pansy

12. Cartoon name: (favourite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now):
Pomagranite Socks

13. Hippie name (What you ate for breakfast, your favourite tree):
Soy Protein Bar (I hate trees it means tons of raking!!!

Michelle assigned me the letter G. (Well golly G!)

1. geraniums

2. gladiolas

3. ginger ale

4. gum

5. God

6. Giraffes

7. gifts

8. giggles (especially Riley's)

9. grass - freshly cut

10. glass - i love colbalt glass and have a huge collection

11. gravestones - I love the old ones with the funky sayings. people didn't really hold back then

Ha I did it with ease!!!

I will never ever recommend MacMulkin Chevrolet to anyone. In fact I will probably make it my mission in life to slam them at every oppurtunity. I see several nasty letters to the powers that be coming along soon. Oh as well as a small claims case.
Those Fuckers still have my truck and let me tell you I am not happy about it at all. Although supposively they found a rodent nest inside a sealed fuse box (they have had it on and off for months, this last time over 6 weeks and they are just now looking in the fuse box? UGH!!!




I mean come on. The stupid thing has had 4 new batteries, a new alternator and god knows what else and still didn't start on an irregular basis. And you just now decided to look in the fuse box? Oh my god the imcompetence is scary. Not only that but all the damage that could have been done from this? I'm willing to bet money that it still dies even when I get it back.

And to top it off my windshield is smasked to hell. So they tell me its done I go across the street to check it out. No radio, no interior lights, no dvd player, no dome lights, no cargo light. The stupid service writer holds up a fuse and goes I'll have the guys put this back in and it'll fix everything? I so lost it on him. One fuse? Please the dam dvd was hardwired in until they unwired it to diagnose things. and radio and lights on one fuse? please! And my windshield is still smashed. He's like well theres a chip in the window and it spidered out. I said yes. But there were no chips in it when it was brought her at any time. He tells me that the truck was snow covered so there was no damage report written up. ARGH. So no damage report your liable for it right? He refuses to fix it and hold the fuse back up I had to leave cause I was going to deck this guy. So week 7 and the stupid thing is still sitting there.

And here's the kicker the inside of my truck is trashed. Dirty. Anyone who knows me knows I am obsessive about my truck. There is never trash in it, and god forbid the windows be dirty or the dash dusty. There weren't any of those funky paper mats put in the truck nothing. Oh was I pissed. AND it went in with a full tank and is down to under quarter again. What the hell do they go syphin my gas?

So it ought to be interesting to see if they can get it together, and how much they think they are going to charge me for this fiasco. Then I have to pick it up and get windshield put in before I can even drive it anywhere. This sucks so bad.

Went ice skating today.
Yeah
All I can say is that I was not graceful but I didn't fall on my ass once in 2 hours.
Yep (patting myself on the back)




Of course Riley was hysterical. He wants to play hockey so bad. I put his little skates on him and he took off without me. Headed right for the ice chasing after his sisters. Having never been on skates I was impressed he could walk. He took one step onto the ice and wham right on the tushy. He didn't have his little mittens on so we picked him up and put his mittens on and found him some crates to help him stand up and off he went.



He was so cute and determined as all hell. He did not want to leae when the session was over. He skated the whole time. He loved when Bill or one of the girls would grab onto the crate from behind him and push him around the rink really really fast. He kept asking them for "alittle help" and it was funny.
Brittni and Kelsey wimped ut after an hour. All they wanted to do was eat from the concession stand which I don't do. Who the heck wants to pay $4 for a bottle of water or a hotdog? Nope told them to eat before we left and they could eat again when we got home. Or heaven forbid grab a snack or a bottle of water to take with them!

Then took the girls shopping to spend all their gift cards from Christmas. Yeah. Kelsey had $100 at American Eagle from her dad. I swear every store had major clearance so they made out like bandits.

Home watching the Pats game and filling out paperwork. Oh joy!

So Brittni is up from Texas for a month.
If I thought having 1 teenage girl in the house was hell these days, holy hell, adding Brittni the teenage drama queen in is worse.
Talk about your emothional basket case. HOOBOY!
She goes from giggly to crying in the flip of a coin.
She complains we don't do anything but everytime we try to she doesn't want to.
She wants to meet people her own age So I arrange for her to get together with some friends of mine kids her age. She won't go. She could have come to work with me a few days, nope. Won't go to church cause its not hers and shell cry so can't meet kids at the youth group there.
She cuold have gone with Kelsey to Sabrina and Steve's house and met kids her age there to. nope.
I wake her up to go places and 4 hours later when I have to be somewhere else she is just getting up and wants to go right then and there and then pissed I can't.
If she doesn't get her way or it gets loud she gets up and leaves.
I took away the ipod so she would at least socialize with the family a bit. But god forbid she help around here. I ask her to do the dishes every 4th day, Bill, Kelsey & I all taking turns as well) and holy crap you would think I am killing her.
I get the feeling she thinks (with the help of her dad) that this should be one big vacation for her and we should cater to her, spend money on her and do what she wants when she wants regardless of the fact that I have doctors appointments all the time, I work, and we have our lives established. Its driving me batty.
And to top it off she is really turning Riley into a brat. If I send him to his room to settle down for a bit she is right there telling him he doesn't have to stay in his room, she picks on him, tries to frighten him with lobsters and wax guys, then when she gets bored with that she hits him and tells him she doesn't like him and to go away.
Today we were out and Kelsey asked her if she was coming back for the summer and she made the comment she had to cause dad has plans for her to be here. What does that mean?

Our house was the typical zoo it always is. But we had a great day.
Bill was the first one up in the morning. He got up at 7:30am and then got me up to to wait for the kids to get up. I don't know who was more excited him or the kids.

Kelsey got the butterfly chair she wanted

Brittni got jewelry she loves

Riley got tons of spiderman toys, a train, red sox gear, the hat like Bill's being his favorite, and of course the RC helicopter