Monday, January 28, 2008
I am hollow with betrayal. I am naked in the cold. I had no idea that such an impersonal invasion would affect me on such a personal level.
Amazon and flowers.com rock, they didn't let anything get through.Their walls of defense worked. Yay!
Perfume. com, Nordstromdirect.com, Zappos.com, and pacificsunwear.com DO NOT rock. Their walls have been proven faulty.
Aren't you glad that they stole my money for important things??
Thank you all for your kind words. You are all great great friends.
Now, I promise to move on to some cheerier topic tomorrow.
And if I find out an address I will definetly pass it on to my champions, the ass kickers.
Okay, so this is my bedside table. I usually keep my mug on here. Because I am lazy. I get thirsty in the night. I must have water. So I just refill this mug every night before I go to bed. I like my mug a lot. My no talent self painted this mug on a date with Super Z. It gives me nice memories along with my H2O.
The clock is set an hour and 15 minutes fast and takes a beating every single morning.
The pictures are of Super Z when he was three weeks old and my Daddy. Two of my favorite guys. I used to have a picture of Randy here too, but Princess H stole it. I guess she likes her Daddy as much as I like mine.
That is a ponytail holder hanging on the picture of Z. I get hot at night as well as thirsty. You never know when I will have to get the hair off of my neck.
The wooden watermelon slice isn't usually there. Princess H came in while I was taking the picture and sat it there. I guess she thought it added a little something to the shot.
The magazines change by the week, but they are always there. Entertainment Weekly, Parents, and Newsweek are my favorites. Today it is Entertainment Weekly, featuring Heath Ledger (who was one of my favorite actors. I am very sad about his death. His daughter is exactly one week younger than Princess H. My heart is just broken at her loss.) and the LL Bean Spring catalogue.
The bottom of the stack of books is my journal, which I try to write in every night. It was a Christmas gift from one of my very good friends. The current books are the second book in the Outlander series and Dreamsongs, a collection of short stories by Gorge RR Martin. I am not sure if two books could be more different, but that is my style. I like to be reading at least two books at all times. I can pick up whichever one matches the mood that I am in.
And that, give or take a little clutter and a few pieces of wooden fruit, is my night table.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
"It says Seattle...," he mumbles.
"We know no Seattle. Let it ring.," I moan from under Stoosh.
So, he did. Little did I know, but the next thirty minutes would be the last moments of peace that I would know today.
After Princess H played rooster and we drug our butts from the bed, he checked the message.
It was Amazon calling. They wanted to verify a $240 order that was being made on my account.
Uh, no, what the hell?
After calling to say that I DID NOT order anything, I decided to call the bank and check for any other suspicious activity. My balance was $700 less than what it should have been. Listening to the recent withdrawals, I was able to identify two large electronic withdrawals that we didn't make. $288.43 on the 24th and $249 on the 25th. I looked at Randy i shock..."We didn't spend that did we?"
"Sweety, we never spend that much money unless it is on the Electric bill or rent. No, I don't think that we have gone crazy and spend $600 for no reason.," he explained to my pale stricken face.
He called and reported my card stolen. That is the only action that we could take today, as it is Sunday.
Randy has been reassuring and attempting to comfort me all day. He assures me that the bank is going to give us our money back. I hope so. I PRAY so. I just don't even know what to think.
I feel so wounded. I am sure that the idiots who did this don't even know me. But it feels so personal. $700 is a lot of hours away from my family. It is a lot of food and electricity for my home. It is new shoes, birthday parties, house savings, and popsicles. I am just so .... I am speechless. I am hurt.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Have you seen a star,
the most perfect in design,
cut out by small hands?
Have you heard a voice,
the perfect pitch for your ears,
yelling out your name?
Have you seen a boy,
where a baby used to be,
and marvelled at him?
Have you held a girl,
who somehow looked just like you,
and felt your heart melt?
Have you ever cried
at the thought of losing them?
You might be a mom.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
- How does air come out of a balloon?
- Will the air still come out if you tape up the balloon?
- If you let a red balloon go would it go into space?
- Can we let a balloon go and drive behind it in our car?
- Can a duck go all the way under water?
- Why do ducks float?
- What would happen if a duck had no feathers?
- Do babies have dreams?
- Do old people have dreams?
- How do you know?
- Do you want to buy my Dad a pick-up truck for Christmas?
- Can you drive a truck?
- Do you think a truck would float?
I kid you not. All this morning. It takes 10 minutes to get to the school. The funny part is that this isn't even all of them...
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
The visit was pretty boring. Nice but boring. His brother lives with his 10 year old son and a single male cousin. To say that this house needs a woman's touch is an understatement. At one point I asked Alan, " Um, so you know that you can actually hang things on the walls, right?"
I basically spent the whole weekend protecting the Princess from the environment. "No H! Don't touch the dirty pile of screws!" "No H! Leave that tool box in the middle of the living room alone!" "No H! Don't drink the bottle of motor oil that is being used as a door stop!"
You think I jest. but I don't.
Now you would think that that would be the worst part of the trip, no? Well it wasn't. The worst part is that the day we went north...it snowed at home. It snowed...AND STUCK. Not only did it snow at our house...it snowed even further south than that. It snowed at my Mom's and my Mamaw's. (That is my lovely Mamaw in the picture above. She lives about as south in Mississippi as you can get and not live on the coast. How cool is that?)
Now, to clarify how this was horrible. My son loves snow. He loves snow as much as someone who has never seen it can love snow. he has MANY plans of what he will do one day when he encounters snow. He wants to visit you internets who have snow. He drools over your pictures. AND he missed it. Everywhere we went yesterday people asked him, "SO how did you like the snow?" Every single time the lip grew more. You cannot even imagine a pout like this.
So..I have to find snow and take him to it, for surely it won't come to us twice in one year. Surely?
Friday, January 18, 2008
I lucked out in the husband department. I got a husband who hardly EVER wants to see his family! I am just kidding. He wants to see the. I don't even mind seeing his family. I like his family a lot. They just aren't really gatherers. This works perfectly for me because my family is the exact opposite. We gather, therefore we are. His lack-o-gathering makes my gathering a lot more convenient. Yay for the us!!
But every now and again the time comes to venture out into the world and see those people from hence this great man came. These trips can be fun, frustrating, tiring, exciting, boring, or any mixture of the above. I'll let you know how this one turns out on Sunday, for off to Memphis we go.
I won't tell my Dad, as he thinks that Memphis is the outskirts of Hell.
Ah, trips, deceptions, unfounded worry, and Mp3s ...the life we lead.
Have a great weekend!!
Thursday, January 17, 2008
The main reason for that is that I am cheap. I hate spending money. The second reason is that traditionally I am very easy to please. As long as we are comfortable and happy, I don't generally stress about the details.
These days..things are a changing. I have been wanting STUFF like crazy. I have been drooling over a black leather couch..ooh and browsing the web for a bigger nicer place to rent. I have been saving up for shopping trips for new clothes...for ME!! This is insanity. I am not sure what caused it and I am equally unsure of how to stop it. I am not sure I can deal with a Serina that likes to spend money. This could be disastrous. Next thing you know Randy will start thinking that he can want stuff. Then all hell will break loose.
I have to stop this NOW. But, Oh MAN...I WANT that couch...and that house..and that rug.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
I am scheduled to meet with Ms. Lee on the 26th. I figure I'll ask her then about if and how they are discussing the devil. If it looks like something that is going to continue to happen, I will definitely be changing schools. I know the seed of the idea came from somewhere, but I also know that Super Z has a limitless imagination. That is probably something that I'll be worrying about for years to come.
I will keep you updated on how this all goes. Thank you all so much for your thoughts, your concern, your ideas, your support, and your prayers. You are all great great friends.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
As a result of that, I don't do a lot of talking about religion.
My son has become obsessed with talk of God and the devil. It isn't just soft questions anymore either, like "Where is God?" It has become a flat out Worry Fest.
He has been having lots of bad dreams. Dreams that wake him up crying and fleeing to my bed in the middle of the night. When I asked him why he was having these dreams, he told me that God had left his heart and the devil had gotten in. !!! It still haven't convinced him that the devil IS NOT in his precious heart.
Of course I told him that God would never leave his heart and that he did not even need to worry about the devil. But how can you tell a 5 year old worrier that the things that wake him up screaming at night are not to be worried about? And how in the world can you explain the complexities of God and the devil and religion to a kid who has an imaginary friend? And why should I have to? Where is he getting this?
He goes to a Baptist Preschool. I am not a Baptist, but I figured it was a pretty safe choice. I figured that he would be taught some Bible stories and songs that I think all children need to know. I did not think that he would be filled with Earth shaking fear of the devil..Surly they aren't telling him this stuff...Do you think they are? I don't know. I just can't imagine where else he would get it.
These are some of the things that I have been hearing from him almost daily:
- Where is the devil?
- Where does the devil live?
- What if God isn't big enough to keep the devil out of my heart?
- Do people burn in fire in hell?
- Am I going to go to hell and burn in fire if I am dead?
Why does my five year old have to worry about these things? Do you think he heard this stuff at PRESCHOOL? I have to ask them. But when I do, what if they say yes and act like it isn't even an issue? I may have to come unglued. Would a Baptist preschool really want to do this to a baby? And if not, where else could this be coming from?
Suggestions, thoughts, solutions, rants, or condemnation welcome. I hope you have a great weekend.
I do want my children to learn about Jesus and Christianity. I realize that the devil is a part of that. I just think five is WAY too early to be worrying about hell. I believe that he should be learning about God's love and the good things that Jesus did. I would like for him to learn about Jesus while learning to think for himself. Is that too much to ask?This whole post fills me with worry. Maybe this is why I don't talk about religion?
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Interviewer - So how are liking being back at school?
Super Z - It was good. I love it.
Interviewer - What have you been learning?
Super Z - I have been learning nothing. We don't learn anything.
Interviewer - Q- Then what do you do if you don't learn anything?
Super Z - We just play all day. You learn stuff at big school. I go to little school. Mom, Do I go to fake school?
Interviewer - No, your school is real. It is just preschool.
Super Z - It don't look like real school.
Interviewer - What does real school look like?
Super Z - Real school looks like a big school. You have seen the big school.
Interviewer - Hmm. What was your favorite part about Christmas?
Super Z - January. Almost January. I had my birthday in December right? I haven't had a party. I am still 4. Listen to me, Mom. I am still 4.
Interviewer - You are not 4. You are 5. We are going to have a party soon, I promise.
Super Z - No, Mom. I am going to have a birthday. I haven't had a birthday, I am 4.
Interviewer - You already had your birthday. You just have to have a party.
Super Z - Mom, I did not have a birthday. I am only 4, not 5. Say it, Mom. You did not have a birthday.
Interviewer - Okay, Z. Whatever.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
1)Rudy from The Monster Squad was one of the first bad boys to steal my heart. My BFF/cousin Becky and I must have watched The Monster Squad every weekend for a year. For me, Rudy was the main reason.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
On the third day of vacation, Randy asked, "So aren't you going to do anything while you are off?"
I glanced up long enough to say, "Are you crazy? First Japan and now Scotland without getting off the couch? I believe I am doing plenty."
So while doing nothing, I finished off my Fall into Reading list!! Sure it is winter, but I finished! Can't we just be happy about that?
Princess H is making small strides in the potty training field. While her Mama was doing nothing she began to insist on using the potty. More often than not, this either means sitting on the potty forever without actually using it or stripping off her clothes and running through the house peeing on the floor. I prefer the first, if you must know. But TWICE now, she has actually USED the potty! There was much celebration and laughter in The House of Madness, I assure you. The princess was praised for her skill. Only Super Z was unimpressed. His one statement was, "So? I poop in the potty AND pee." He just loves sister getting limelight...