Busy Lately!

Well... this has been quite the week!  Where to start.....

Brian had applied on line to a local home improvement store.  They called him back, set up an interview.  He arrived, told them why he was there, and they said "You don't have an interview here."  *blink*blink* after some discussion, it was discovered that it was supposed to be at a different location across town -- but on the same street.  lol  But my son has always had terrific luck, they spoke with him, he said he wanted to work at the store, but they only had one opening -- the same one he'd applied for at the other store.  Lucky him, they interviewed him right there on the spot. When asked why he wanted to work there, he replied "I heard it was a good company, and I like to make stuff."  "You know about tools??"  "Ohhh yeah....."  So who knows what will be in Bri's future!  He filled out papers and took his drug test today. We're just waiting on a start date now......   YAY!  *dances a happy jig*

As for his other saga .....  she called today and said she's been put on bed rest due to a placental abruption -- not usually a good thing if the bleeding doesn't stop.  But even from her bed rest, she continues to harp about how little she imagines Bri to care about what happens.   Always something from the drama queen..... *sigh*

Speaking of drama queens:  After my post the other day about the football game incident, I dropped an email to my daughter, told her I was pretty upset about the whole deal, and how sad I thought the situation was becoming.  I also told her that since I am the one who usually insists that Bri spend holidays down there, PLUS pays the bus fare and back, that I'm done.  If TheEx wants to see his son, he'll have to make the effort.  All of a sudden, he's calling every day, asking about Bri's job prospects, and telling him he'll come up this weekend to take him out.  Maybe a little bug in his ear from his daughter .... well, knowing my daughter it was more like a rant than a bug!  hahahah

My Dad started his second chemo treatment on Weds.  He was in pretty good spirits when I called him to share the news about Bri, but he also sounded tired and weak.  Mom has a new cast, one that's not so tight, her arm kept swelling up.  I keep wishing I was there.  Permanently, not just on vacation. 

And last, my back seems to be back to mostly normal.  Not sure what I did some time last Monday, whether it was stepping wrong, turning a foot wrong, or reaching while bending at the same time -- I pulled a muscle either in my hip or lower back.  (inflamed muscle, irritated nerve is my best guess)  Just taking steps was painful.  I wore a back brace just to hobble the dog around the block last weekend, but spent the rest of it flat on my back, on a heating pad.  Monday was a better day at work, I made sure I was careful and always wore my back brace when lifting or moving things.  After work, I stopped into the gym and did some mild stretches, rolled on the foamy roller, and got some cardio in on the elliptical.  I did that every day this week, and also started back with some light weights on Weds and today -- I'm not in tip-top shape, but its nice to be able to move without gritting my teeth!

Happy Weekend to you!

Would You? Could You?

One of the reasons I moved to Arizona was to be closer to my granddaughter. However, it seems my daughter and I have differing opinions as to how that closeness is going to work. I've been here six months now, and it's Bree's sixth birthday. So my daughter, who is a social butterfly, decides to throw a party {complete with the Wizard of Oz theme!} With that, I knew there would be a party in the park (since that's where my directions were to). 

 In my mind, I envision the whole thing: kids and adults; food and cake; pictures and gifts. And plenty of ex-relatives to go around. Since I'd driven two hours to attend, we were planning on spending the night. So my assumption is that I can survive a two hour party with my ex husband, his wife, the ex mother in law, et al. 

 I'll paint you a picture: A very warm Arizona afternoon, trying to be civil, with a smile pasted on my face, camera at the ready for a few chosen Kodak moments, and small talk with the ex's. Yes, I wandered off on my own several times because ... there is a REASON I divorced him, and the family. And just maybe my daughter feels a need to have us all together, but dang, ya know??? Said party ends about 1:30, and with a huge sigh of relief, she says "follow me back to the apt and we'll go swimming". 

My Vision: a relaxing afternoon of swimming and frolicking with Bree. But... that is not to be. 

The Reality: Turns out that later, "the whole gang" is coming back for dinner, etc. They arrived at 4 and didn't leave til after 9. My ex mother-in-law has always been 'outspoken'. I endured cracks about Walmart, "sand in the schlitz" {good grief you don't REALLY need that explained do you?}, and small talk all day about things and people and whatnot that I am not familiar with. It was a very very very long (did I mention long?) day. 

So... I ask... Would You? Could You? Endure a day from hell with the Ex's in order to make your granddaughter happy?? And I also ask.... when there's a next time... What would you say? or do? [I know I'll be giving a "Divorce happens for a reason" speech to my daughter! lol]

HUGS to everyone!