Welcome to another edition of Friday Fragments, brought to you by Mrs.4444. I love the idea of documenting the little snippts that don’t quite make it into an entire post, although for me I tend to use this more as a stream-of-consciousness kind of thing where I write down the things going through my mind at various points during the week. However you choose to use it, it is a lot of fun and neat to see what other people are thinking. If nothing else, I know it makes me feel a lot less like I am crazy.
***April is out of town with no Internet access. Has been since yesterday. It sucks, because we generally email 40 bazillion times throughout the day. I miss her-BUT we talked on the phone for a couple of hours last night and that is even better than email. I hope next year we will be able to meet in real life; it seems odd that we never have, as she is simply part of me.
***I am so annoyed at Steve’s sister. One of the benefits of moving to the next town over was that the LDS church would no longer be such a huge (unwanted) part of our lives. We had hoped to slip under the radar so as to be able to decide freely which, if any, activities we wanted to attend. However, before we have even gotten moved IN to the home, Steve’s sister called the Bishop to let him know that we were moving into their ward and gave him our address and told him where I worked. For a lot of reasons, that itself is bad enough. However, the part about which I am annoyed right now is that since they don’t have our phone number, they think it is okay to just drop by in the evenings. On Wednesday, I was laying on the couch with my feet in Steve’s lap and I look up to see this…this…woman peering in the window getting ready to knock. And then of course I had to invite them in, and then we had to sit there and listen to her talk about her drooling boxers and how much she hopes to see me at Enrichment and Sacrament and she could come pick me up if I wanted (because that two blocks to the church is a really, really long way)…this, despite the fact that when the Bishop called me I told him that we are not active and don’t need or particularly WANT visiting/home teachers. Grrr.
***I got a $50 Gift Card to Rudy’s from Steve for my birthday, and Jacquie and I are loading up tomorrow to go shopping. I cnanot wait to spend my card; I love kitchen stores of any kind, and I particularly love them when I have a little cash in my pocket. When I was in Seattle with my friend Camille last spring, I picked up a pineapple peeler/corer thing and I LOVE it. With home, I will find something equally cool on Saturday.
***The dictionary definition of a deadbeat parent is one who willfully refuses to fulfill his/her court-ordered financial obligation to his/her children. MY definition of the same is a parent who defaults on both his/her financial AND emotional obligations to said children. Of the three men with whom I have had children, only one of them is in MY opinion an actual deadbeat.
***Talked to Hannah’s counselor about the time frame for when the family gets to go in as well. “After the trial, after the trial.” Fuck. But also talked to her about getting Sam in for some much needed help with his issues with his father (see above paragraph), and it looks like there is an opening in June. Hard to realize that there are simply some kinds of help I can’t give him, yet feel glad that there are so many resources out there so I can find someone who can.
As always, there are more of these little things going on in my mind, or in my drafts, half-formed thoughts and paragraphs simply sitting there….but as much as you are all hanging on every word (HA!), I won’t regale you with all of them. Don’t forget to visit the other Friday Fragment participants!