Wow - how time flies. Here is the latest picture of Tucker, he is just too cute not to post!!!
Well, scroll all the way down to the bottom of the page to see his gorgeous picture until I figure out how to get it in this post. Anyone out there know what I did wrong??? :)
Monday, March 24, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
The Story of Me
I think I am going to use my blog as a journal so I can figure out who I am at this point in my life. I think I might be having a mid-life crisis but not if it means I need a new red sports car and an affair. I don't think I need either one of those, thank you very much. I am just lost. I don't know any other way to say it. And when I try to explain it to my husband or close friends, I am blank. I was in therapy for a long time and I remember once the therapist asked me if I had all the money in the world, a happy, settled family and could do anything I wanted, what would it be? I couldn't think of one thing. I am not exaggerating - nothing. I have devoted my life to other people (raising children, friends in need) and I have always been a fixer. If something is wrong somewhere then I am going to fix it. We went through some family things that were not fixable which landed me in 3 years of therapy. Evidently I need to go back, huh?
I probably should make my blog more anonymous, maybe I will need to start all over to do that. I am in a very weird place right now and the only thing that makes me happy is my beautiful grandbaby. I get to watch him every other week while his parents work and it is the only time I feel alive. Thank God for my precious grandchild!
We will start with the basics: My parents were born in London and Scotland, respectively, my oldest brother and I were born in Canada, my younger brother and sister were born in Pennsylvania so how the hell did we end up in a tiny little town in West Virginia? I am married (for the second time) to a wonderful guy, I have two daughters (27 & 22) and three stepsons (23, 20, 18). My house was the "hang out" house while my children were growing up, which was fine with me because then I knew where they were, who they were with and what they were doing. 2 of my stepsons came to live with us as soon as they were old enough to and the youngest is the last child at home. He is a senior in High School and he will be the death of me. He is cute as a button, charming as hell, and in trouble all the time. I am very intuitive so I figure things out quickly. He, on the other hand, thinks I have spies planted everywhere to spy on him and tell on him. I can't tell him what he is doing to get caught at everything or else he will know not to do those things anymore. My girls told him long ago that I knew everything. They didn't know how or who told me but I would know gossip from their school before they did. They think I have ESP. They told him not to test it, but.....................he didn't believe them. So needless to say I am way ahead in this game. My husband works out of town most of the time which makes it hard for me because I don't want to be the evil "step-monster". But I think we have a good relationship and so I just tell him how it is and then I listen to his side (and then tell him why his side is wrong :)
I worked outside the home before I graduated from High School and worked up until 4 years ago. The company I worked for was closing their office that was located in my area and they were going to let me work out of my house until they reopened about 6 months later. They were going to let the other office girls go. So my husband and I talked about it and I decided that I would let one of the girls who was a single mother and struggling have the "work from home" position and I would quit. This was when my youngest daughter was a senior is High School and my youngest stepson didn't live with us yet. My oldest stepson did live with us but he was a year and a half older than my daughter and in college already. So the plan was after my daughter graduated and entered college that I would travel with my husband on some of his business trips. I have never been one to leave my kids - when they were young I couldn't bear to leave them for the weekend because I hadn't seen them as much as I would have liked while working all week - and when they got older, I wouldn't leave them because I knew there would be parties at my house! I always told my kids, "I was born at night, but not last night" when they tried to get stuff over on me! Anyway, now that they were a little older, I figured if I traveled a little with my husband, they may have some company but not wild parties. I didn't get to test that theory out, though, as that same summer my youngest stepson came to live with us.
OK, this is a good place to take a break and let everything I just told you soak in. Just wanted to give you a glimpse into our family dynamic. I will pick it up from here the next time I post.
Til next time,
Q
I probably should make my blog more anonymous, maybe I will need to start all over to do that. I am in a very weird place right now and the only thing that makes me happy is my beautiful grandbaby. I get to watch him every other week while his parents work and it is the only time I feel alive. Thank God for my precious grandchild!
We will start with the basics: My parents were born in London and Scotland, respectively, my oldest brother and I were born in Canada, my younger brother and sister were born in Pennsylvania so how the hell did we end up in a tiny little town in West Virginia? I am married (for the second time) to a wonderful guy, I have two daughters (27 & 22) and three stepsons (23, 20, 18). My house was the "hang out" house while my children were growing up, which was fine with me because then I knew where they were, who they were with and what they were doing. 2 of my stepsons came to live with us as soon as they were old enough to and the youngest is the last child at home. He is a senior in High School and he will be the death of me. He is cute as a button, charming as hell, and in trouble all the time. I am very intuitive so I figure things out quickly. He, on the other hand, thinks I have spies planted everywhere to spy on him and tell on him. I can't tell him what he is doing to get caught at everything or else he will know not to do those things anymore. My girls told him long ago that I knew everything. They didn't know how or who told me but I would know gossip from their school before they did. They think I have ESP. They told him not to test it, but.....................he didn't believe them. So needless to say I am way ahead in this game. My husband works out of town most of the time which makes it hard for me because I don't want to be the evil "step-monster". But I think we have a good relationship and so I just tell him how it is and then I listen to his side (and then tell him why his side is wrong :)
I worked outside the home before I graduated from High School and worked up until 4 years ago. The company I worked for was closing their office that was located in my area and they were going to let me work out of my house until they reopened about 6 months later. They were going to let the other office girls go. So my husband and I talked about it and I decided that I would let one of the girls who was a single mother and struggling have the "work from home" position and I would quit. This was when my youngest daughter was a senior is High School and my youngest stepson didn't live with us yet. My oldest stepson did live with us but he was a year and a half older than my daughter and in college already. So the plan was after my daughter graduated and entered college that I would travel with my husband on some of his business trips. I have never been one to leave my kids - when they were young I couldn't bear to leave them for the weekend because I hadn't seen them as much as I would have liked while working all week - and when they got older, I wouldn't leave them because I knew there would be parties at my house! I always told my kids, "I was born at night, but not last night" when they tried to get stuff over on me! Anyway, now that they were a little older, I figured if I traveled a little with my husband, they may have some company but not wild parties. I didn't get to test that theory out, though, as that same summer my youngest stepson came to live with us.
OK, this is a good place to take a break and let everything I just told you soak in. Just wanted to give you a glimpse into our family dynamic. I will pick it up from here the next time I post.
Til next time,
Q
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