Pretty scary stuff, since this accident happened just down the road from us. We live just outside village limits and this bus goes the opposite direction on the same road. Fortunately, there were only 5 minor injuries, like bumps and bruises. I didn’t even know about it until I was at dinner and overheard some people talking about it. Then the phone calls started from family members who heard it on TV. Poor little kidlets.
I still miss you, Grandpa! 
It has been 12 years today since my grandfather passed away and, in so many ways, it feels like it was just yesterday. I think it is almost harder now, with my grandmother gone, too. They were so much of a unit together that, even after my grandfather was gone, it wasn’t quite as bad because I still had my grandmother. But now that she is gone, too, it is just a kind of emptiness where they used to be. It has only been 18 months since I lost her, 12 years since I lost him, and it still seems like it is fresh to me. Sometimes I think I am the only one that still feels this way, but I guess that is okay, even if I am. I love you, Grandpa!
RIP Patrick Swayze
I was 16 when Dirty Dancing came out and it was just about every teenage girl’s favorite movie! He made everyone want to be Baby and to find their Johnny! I loved Ghost but I think Dirty Dancing will always be my favorite. There was just nothing not to like about him, and I am sad for his family.
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3L2jz7N_Dk[/youtube]
Kanye “I have no class” West
He was such a gigantic jerk on the VMAs the other night. I read a quote from him awhile ago that was answer to a question he was asked during an interview. He was asked what his biggest regret was and he answered that his biggest regret was that he would never be able to experience watching himself on stage. Really? THAT was your biggest regret?! His arrogance is out of control and he truly needs a reality check. What he did to Taylor Swift was such a classless thing to do. His apologies would probably mean more if he didn’t do this kind of thing so often. I watched him on the premiere of Jay Leno’s new show last night, wanting to hear what he had to say for himself. Jay asked him what his mother would have said and thought of his behavior and he instantly became choked up about it. I will give him that he was definately all about his mama when she was alive, so I hope it wasn’t an act. It seemed like he couldn’t quite acknowledge that she would have been thoroughly disappointed, so I hope it was real. He really needs to take that step back that he talked about on the show, and reevaluate his place in the world. Until then, I am blissfully Kayne-free.
We spent the weekend imitating garden slugs. In other words, we did as little as humanly possible. My heart just wasn’t into doing a whole lot that required any kind of motivation, after my dad’s news on Friday. So we headed to the Movie Gallery and rented a STACK of movies for the weekend. The kids got Space Buddies, which I am pretty sure they watched at least 16 times!! I rented Saw III and Saw IV for Donovan, which normally I would have been all over, but I just wasn’t in the mood for scary. I also got Gigantic for him, which I also watched and just could NOT get into. But he is in love with Zooey Deschanel, so all was well with him. I also got 17 Again, which I didn’t really expect to like all that much, but it was pretty good after all. I had been trying to rent He’s Just Not That Into You since it came out, and finally managed to get it. It was good, but not as good as I had hoped. Definately not one I will be buying any time soon. I also indulged in a couple of Channing Tatum movies, always good for someone feeling like hell. I got Fighting, which I LOVED and watched a few times, and not just because it had Chan in it! I also got Step Up, a total chick indulgence, but I don’t care. He is yummy and dance movies like that are my dirty pleasure! So it was a weekend of junk food and movies and relaxation and an attempt at a semi-zen-like existence.
The Daily Drama,…
It is barely 0900 and already all I want to do is go to bed, pull the covers over my head and cry the day away. Why does every day have to be a battle of wills with Donovan? I am tired of having to repeat myself over and over and over again about the same damn things, day after day, month after month. I am tired of the attitude that because whatever it is isn’t important than it isn’t even worth his consideration. I am tired of the half-assed apologies, clearly said just to shut me up. I am tired of the patronizing, condescending attitude. I am tired of the self-absorbed, self-centered bullshit. I am tired of the complete lack of consideration for other people as a normal way of life. I am tired of the lack of appreciation for what he has in his family. I am tired of being dismissed. I did not sign up to be treated like a dumb ass by a 16 yo.
The things I ask are generally pretty simple. Today’s drama was over some freaking fans. Some freaking fans in the living room that I have told him a thousand times to turn back on before he goes to bed. Some freaking fans that he never turns back on. Because of its layout and shape, our apartment has really lousy venhilation, so mold and mildew is a problem all year, but definately worse in the summer because of the heat and humidity. And I am extremely allergic to mold and mildew, so summer can be hell for me in my apartment. As a result, I have fans in every room going 24/7 to keep the heat and the humidity down as much as possible. There are two in the living room, a double one in the window and a floor fan a few feet from my desk. I have told him repeatedly that I would rather he didn’t turn them off, just to turn them down and then turn them back up when he goes to bed, but that if he did turn them off, they needed to get turned back on when he goes to bed. So, of course, he turns them off and leaves them off, every time. Mold and mildew grows fast and even the spores in the air mess with my breathing and make me sick as hell. I walked out this morning and it was like being hit in the face with it. Just breathing made me nauseous.
So the lecture started again, and so did the attitude. I got the usual “I forgot”, which I assure you, did not surprise me. When questioned as to why he turned them off at all when I told him I would rather he didn’t, he informed me that he was cold. Okay, ever heard of a hoodie? Blank expression in response. So, apparently his comfort is far more important than my health. I asked him how many times we had to have this conversation before he would do what he was asked, and I got the snotty face. Always a step in the right direction,… if you are trying to get in more trouble. So, once again, I explained the whole mold and mildew, heat and humidity, gast-growing thing. To which he replied that he hdan’t know how fast it grew. Uh, what? First of all, I have explained all this about a billion times. And second of all, what the hell difference does it make what my reasoning is behind wanting the fans on? Where is it written that I owe him an explanation for what I ask of him? Last time I checked, I was the parent and I made the rules, no explanations necessary.
Somebody shoot me.
On a funny note,…
I totally want to get remarried, or actually havea wedding, just so I can do this!!
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-94JhLEiN0[/youtube]
My little man is graduating!
From kindergarten, granted, but still a big deal in my world! I figure all the lovely black eyeliner I am sporting right now will be transplated from the eye area to parallel tracks down my cheeks.
But it will be worth it to look like an overemotional idiot, because he earned it! I am beyond proud of my kidlet because kindergarten was definately a harder year for him than it was for the other three. There were never any problems with him picking things up and learning, because he is a smart little sucker. But he definately had stuff going against him. To start with, he was the youngest in the class, being 4 for almost 5 weeks of school. He is also really small for his age, which is like having a neon bullseye on him that says “Bullies, ABUSE ME”. And they did, although it didn’t get as bad as it could have. Which is probably a good thing, because I would have been hard pressed not to bitch slap their little asses. And third, and most importantly, he had his speech issues with his cleft, another invitation to the asshole bullies out there. But he adapted and overcame, clearly an Army brat! He made huge amounts of progress with his speech and kicked ass and took names when he needed to. And I love him for it! So, rock on, little buddy! You ARE the man!
Some funniness for you!
Batman and Robin in Iraq: This cracked me up!
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TYE5qeNdwkk[/youtube]
What is Love?: I love these music video funny ones!
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u6K1_rdzndE[/youtube]
Ice, Ice, Baby: Gotta love MPs!
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e1-5I25T7fM[/youtube]
Peanut Butter Jelly Time: This cracked me up because the people they were doing it to, didn’t even realize they were there!!
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uezJfTG9ELI[/youtube]