Monday, June 30, 2008

It's The Thought That Counts

Hi y'all!

I had quite the surprise today at work...Dave sent me flowers! He is really the sweetest guy. We are taking it slow, but to be honest, it is just so nice to have someone send me flowers at work. It has been years since I even received flowers from a guy. We have really hit it off, and I am hoping that he is someone I can take my time and get to know better.

We are going on a date Thursday night since we will both be without our sons. It should be a blast! We have spoken pretty much every day since we met online last week. I am being safe about this, but really. A chick can't help but be ecstatic about a man that is paying so much attention to her, can she?

Later gators!

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Fun For All

Dino's cousin Bug Boy is spending the weekend. My sister DG and I refer to them as "the twins" because they are SO much alike and they have practically grown up together. Well, the twins have been pretty busy. Last night was Wii games, playing Pokemon and reading bed time stories. They didn't sleep right away but eventually fell asleep. I spoke to my new guy friend on the phone until the wee hours. Really, he is a neat guy. Anyway, the twins eventually had to separate to fall asleep, so that's what they did. I think Dino fell asleep around 10 or so, Bug Boy around 10:30. And, I put them to bed at 8:30! Oh my...
They awoke bright and early. Like 6:30 a.m. y'all. After a leisurely breakfast of chocolate chip pancakes and bacon (Bug Boy's personal fav), I mowed the lawn, then we made our way to the pool. We left the pool and went to Toys R Us. The twins had a great time picking out Pokemon cards and some things to play with. We got a real deal Bingo game, complete with metal cage roller for the numbers. After we left there, and took the back roads to avoid the parking lot that was I95, I decided to take the boys to the Delaware Museaum of Natural History. They loved it! And, there was a cool exhibit of woodland creatures. We left there to come home around 4 p.m. and after a little tantrum by Dino, who thought that he should buy just about everything that he saw.

Once home, we ordered pizza and played Bingo. They boys were funny reading the numbers out - but to be honest, it was the SLOWEST game in the history of man, I swear. Still, at least they both got a chance to win. That was all that mattered.

Now, I am just waiting for them to get weary and go to bed already. I can't wait to go to bed myself...except Dave is supposed to call again tonight. Not sure if I am up for it ;)

Friday, June 27, 2008

I'm Tired Y'all

11:25 p.m. - Time I went to bed last night.
4:40 a.m. - Time I got out of bed this morning.

I'm burnt. As in crispy, fried, totally and in all ways beat.

It's cool, though. I'm still smiling and it's gonna be a great day! Why? I am glad you asked. I met a guy online and we talked last night from 8:15 p.m. until 11:05. Yes, it was crazy. I didn't have my watch on and Dino was in bed early because he has a trip today at camp. We talked about almost everything and he is just about the funniest, warmest, coolest (Yes, I know they are not real words. I'm tired, cut me a break) guy I have ever met. He reminds me a good deal of my older sis's husband - and I can totally picture this guy at my family gatherings entertaining everyone the way BIL does. He has a son who is 7 and he has him 1/2 of the week. Seems like a weird setup but it totally works for him. He and his ex are actually friends (divorced 3 years, guess they had time to work it out) and he seems really grounded but still fun. Can't wait to go on a date with this guy!

Gotta run - back to work :) Happy Friday!

Thursday, June 26, 2008


A friend of my pointed me to the answer to a burning question that has plagued me for YEARS:

Check this out!

Oh my, some people have way too much time on their hands - or smarts in their heads....

Wednesday, June 25, 2008


What is this country coming to? Please don't get me wrong - I wasn't there. But reading this made me REALLY REALLY ANGRY!

I guess having an autistic nephew makes me a little sensitive to how people perceive him and others like him. I love him crazy, and if anyone ever treated him the way that these people treated this woman and her son, I would have to get mideval on their butts!

Really now, what the flying jacknape did they expect this mom to do? I hope she sues their butt, gets the Civil Union involved, and makes them pay. Heck, I'd even welcome the Rev. Al Sharpton taking up her cause! And that is saying something, let me tell you because he makes me nutty.

Anyway, just had to vent. Back to your regularly scheduled blog....

It's Raining Men

I have been thinking more about my date on Saturday. When I read my post from Monday morning, I realized that it sounded like we had a really good time. It was just ok. The guy talked incessantly (which I am TOTALLY not used to) and he pretty much dominated the conversation. I think he likes to hear himself talk. Honestly, I don't think he learned nearly anything about me. He never asked me about my son, he never really asked me much at all. In the beginning he did, but then it was a one sided conversation for most of the night. He sure likes his soapbox! And, he has no imagination. When we couldn't find an ice cream parlor in the shopping center where the restaurant was, I suggested we could look for one. I was hoping that he would offer to drive around a bit. Nope. We stood at the back of his truck while we talked. It was ok at first but after about an hour I was getting sore and tired. So, I started to try to walk away, but he kept right on talking. Next thing I knew, it was 3 hours later and my legs were really tired. We hugged and a quick peck and then it was off in our cars, saying we would get together for another date. Only, now I am not so sure. I even found myself not wanting to call him last night as I agreed to. So I sent an email that I wasn't feeling well (and this was true - yesterday I felt like crap) and that I would call him soon. Not sure why, but I really don't think there will be a second date.

Then I found this guy on Match that is right in Wilmington. I had winked at him yesterday and he emailed me. We have a lot of the same values and stuff from our profiles, but he doesn't want any more kids. I emailed him back. At this point, we are in the "getting to know" stage. I think that I will just sit back and see what happens. I liked his profile because he is a father of a 7 year old, is in the IT field (and will understand me when I use geekspeak), and has a great sense of humor. He is also 6'3" and is a bit burly - and we all know I love me some big guys! Point in case, my former crush on Mr. HKG.

Another man I had met on match several months ago is becoming a friend now. He is a nice guy, younger than me, and we have been pen pals since I joined in February. I am happy to say that he is becoming a friend, because even though I don't think anything romantic will come of it, I like having a friend like him. He has no drama and there is a little quirkiness about him. Anyway, the reason I mentioned him at all is because I think that I may want to hang with him on 4th of July weekend.

Finally, another man has contacted me via He is a widow at 37 and has a young daughter. The only thing is, he thinks tattoos are a "turn off". I am hoping he means women covered in tattoos and not just the little one on my ankle. Still, at this stage of the game, I am willing to find out if there is anything there. He lives way down in Lewes, DE (which is about an hour away) but at least it is at the beach. He is kinda hunky looking even if he is not tall. Hoping he is not one of those "players" that I find on Match so much.
***Update: True to my instincts, this "playa" has hidden his profile once he read my email about my tattoo. Coward!

That brings me to my soapbox rant of the day. Rant/ Online dating is not horrible, and can actually be a help to busy professionals like myself, the only problem is the aforementioned players. There are the young studs that just want a cougar to show them the ropes. There are the scam artists from overseas that butter women up in their very first email (to get money out of them, I am so sure!). There are the guys that only want to meet for a quick "drink" and some "fun". There are the guys that say they want to get to know you but when you tell them you want to take it slow, they disappear and then hide their profile. Guess no matter where you go in life, someone will be there to try to take advantage of others. And that makes me totally ticked off! Really now, do I need a 23 year old telling me how beautiful I am just to get laid? Do I want some guy in Nigeria saying that he is coming back to the states soon and wants to find an honest woman to settle down? (oh, and by the way, the pictures they have on these profiles are professional portraits of male models. Sleazy!) Am I stoopid enough to fall for the line "let's meet for a drink and see where it goes"? Ok, maybe the 23 year old telling me I am beautiful is nice, I'll admit it. But I am NOT that easily impressed!

Still, there are nice people in online dating too - like me :) I wish I had a better way to meet people, but this is my only outlet right now. I have a few friends at work who met their significant others online, so it can't be all bad. And don't worry. I am smart enough to be smart about it. I don't give out my name, address, social security number or date of birth to anyone! /end Rant.

Ok, back to work. Later y'all!

Monday, June 23, 2008

Weekend Happenings

Happy Monday!

What a weekend :)

I sold the dining room set on Saturday. It was a crazy morning. The roofer came at 8:30 to replace the collars on the pipes on the roof. Then, right after he left, the couple came to pick up the dining room. Unfortunately, the wife didn't realize how heavy the pieces were (although I did warn her several times) and she didn't bring anyone else to help put them on the truck. As I am unable to lift really heavy objects, I was little help. After they discussed it, the wife found two landscapers up the street to help her husband out. They were cool about it, and by 10:30, I had an empty dining room. It looked HUGE without the monster set taking up all the space! And, I had $1700 in my pocket to spend on a new set...

After I cleaned the room up and put up my folding table and chairs as a temporary dining set, I played Wii with Dino. I was cranky (thanks to Aunt Flo and insomnia the night before) but we played for quite some time. I was continuously jumping up and doing things (part of my ADD, I am sure). I managed to do laundery, clean the bathroom, run the vacuum (where I discovered that my living room rug that is wool sheds like crazy), clear out the kitchen, and picked up the bedrooms. Then, I realized what time it was and had to rush to get ready for my date.

I rushed out of the house a little later than I would have liked. I forgot Dino's meds for my dear Sis DG to administer, and I forgot that I had Aunt Flo and didn't have "stuff" with me. To add insult to injury my gas tank was down to 1/4 tank and I was in a rush. I dropped Dino off and headed off. I stopped for gas and still managed to get to our meeting point at this place. I arrived at 5:45 p.m., and proceeded to wait. I waited in the car, then in the lobby, then finally asked for a table. At 6:40 p.m. I still didn't see Andrew. So, I called. He was sitting at another restaurant a block away! It was kind of funny. He finally arrived and we sat down to have our meal. The food was good, the conversation was too. As the night wore on, I realized that this was the first man I had met who LIKED to talk! And boy could he talk. We finished dinner (which was WAY yummy - if you ever visit this establishment, try the St. Barts Citrus Chicken with double broccoli. MMMMMMMMmmmmm.) then we went for a walk to find an ice cream parlor. No luck there, so we stood outside of his truck and talked some more. Before I knew it, it was 11:30 and time to head home. He gave me a hug and a quick kiss. It was ok, no fireworks, but I like this guy. He talks a lot, but he is down to earth, a hard worker, and has great family values. He is especially close to this brother's children and sees them almost every weekend. I won't talk about EVERYTHING we discussed, but suffice it to say there will be a second date. I am not really sure how I feel about him, and I am not sure there is a strong attraction, but there could be a friendship. That alone makes a second date worth it.

I got home and went straight to bed, with all the intentions of getting up early to get Dino's meds to him early in the morning. When the alarm went off, I must have hit snooze because before I knew it, it was 9:20 a.m. Wow! I was groggy and beat. After calling DG, I threw on any old clothes and made the trek to Chez DG. When I arrived, I found that Bugaboo had pulled his best Houdini tricks the night before and that DG wanted to go to Walmart to buy some door alarms. On the way back from Walmart, we stopped at the Raymour and Flannigan Outlet store on a whim. I wanted to look and see what they had as far as dining room sets go. I had been doing some research on furniture and fell in love with Broyhill's Attic Heirloom series. Unfortunately, it was prohibitively expensive. It just so happened that at that moment, they had this series on the floor. Although the hutch was too big for my house, the salesman showed me a glass door bookcase that I could use instead and I fell in love with it. The best part - the total was only $1790 - so in essence, I only spent $90 on my new set! After 30 minutes, it was scheduled to be delivered at my house the same day!

And, here it is....

So, all in all, it was a pretty good weekend. I had to stop at the Ex's house this morning to drop off a form that needed my signature and there was a strange car in the driveway next to his truck. Yup, the GF slept over. For some reason, that REALLY bothers me. Not that I didn't know that he had a GF, but it felt like a slap in the face to see that he so easily and quickly replaced me. I guess I am not quite "over it" as I thought. Bummer. Yes, I know that he uses people. And, yes, I know that he treats women like property. I just wanted to feel like I was ready to move on as quick as he seems to be. I am lonely too. And the thing is, as practical as I am about things right now, I crave interaction with that one special person. I never had that in my marriage. This is the main reason that I decided things weren't working. I have to trust that it will all work out as it was meant to be.

But hey! I at least get to enjoy my new lovely dining room :)

Friday, June 20, 2008


Well, it's been a great week. I am getting rid of my dining room set, the roofer called to fix the collars around the pipes, and I have a date. I also received money back from my divorce attorney ($1,042! Whoo-hoo!) and can shop a little for my new dining set, range and fridge. I only have to find someone who will fix the bricks on the chimney to feel like I am really in the pink.

Oh, and my neighborhood association has started a can/bottle recycling program! That is big news, people. It has always irked me that Delaware doesn't mandate recycling. It has something to do with the fact that we pay less in taxes, I believe. Anyway, there are recycling centers around (one only a mile from my house FTW!), but each town has been charged with starting their own programs. I proudly put out my cans and bottles yesterday for pick up :) if that wasn't exciting enough (I know, sad and suburban, but pbltt! I am enjoying it), I am inspired to create recycling bags for my recycling. I am crocheting them - don't fret! I will be back to knitting as soon as this is done. It's just that it is easier to crochet the mesh bags than knit them - at least it looks easier to me. I am really such a dweeb.

Have a great weekend!

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

What Goes Around...

I am NOT a firm believer in karma, but I may become one soon. Point in case - I dropped Dino off at his dad's this morning as usual. Ex was in a towel at the door and was pretty keen that I was not getting in the door. It was odd. Also, his car was in the driveway, which is also odd since he had been parking in the garage. When I picked Dino up today, he talked about this woman that drove him to his daycamp because "Daddy's car is broken" and the woman was a mom but didn't have her son with her. I freaked out. Everything became crystal clear - Ex had his GF over and didn't want me to know. So, I did what any rational, grownup, totally mature woman would do in this situation. I got mideval on him - by phone.

I called him and told him that he had no right introducing Dino to his "f--k buddy" at this time. I reminded him that we had discussed it and agreed that Dino would not meet any "new" people in our lives for a few months until he got used to the idea that we are not together anymore. Further, I let him know in no uncertain terms that he was the biggest sleaze ball alive, only caring about getting laid and not about his son's fragile state of mental health. I told him to keep his pants on and the women out of the house when my son was around. He told me to go to hades. So, I told Dino's therapist about it tonight. She agreed that Dino should not be meeting "new" people until we have his anxiety and stress under control. I called the Ex back and sweetly told him what the therapist said. I took great pleasure in letting him know that the therapist agreed that he was being a selfish pr1ck and that he should grow up and act like a dad (Ok, not in those terms, but really!). I also took great pleasure in the fact that he seemed to be properly chastised and agreed to not confuse Dino any further. I really don't think that he will do a blessed thing the therapist wants, but that is on him. At least I have said my peace. So what if I think his dad is a male ho? I just can't show it. At least Dino will eventually see through this crap.

I took great pleasure in selling my dining room set today. Yup! I found a lovely young couple who just moved here from Utah recently and they are buying the whole kit and caboodle for $1700. The Ex paid over $8,000! I feel a little bit of immature sweet revenge that I cost him even more money...the only place that he has any emotion at all is in his checkbook.

Ok, anyway, his car is also acting up and it is costing him some more money. So in a way, cosmic forces are helping me out today...

Off to play Lego Indiana Jones with my darling son!

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

And Now For Our Featured Presentation

Wow, I feel so suburban!

Coming Soon!

I have been wanting to post pics of my freshly mowed lawn (which was an adventure, let me tell you!) but I have had very little time to do so. Yes, I mowed my own lawn :) My dear BIL had to drain the gas tank after I inadvertantly poured the wrong oil into it the wrong way, so I am forever in his debt...again....

Anywhoo, the lawn was mowed and I realized after the rain this weekend it will need it again soon. I will be getting in quite the workout!

On that note, I have gained 4 pounds since I moved. This is not a good thing. I have to get my nerves and my comfort eating under control for goodness sake. Certainly won't be impressing my date on Saturday night unless I do. What's that? You didn't know I had a date? Yes, it is true! I am meeting a man that I have been talking to online and by phone for a little over a month. He seems like he is very sweet and we have spoken at length for an hour or more at a time over the past few weeks. I am not getting excited about this, as I am only looking for someone to "hang" with. No deep commitments for me yet! Trying to be cool about this dating thing. Not that I ever was. Seriously, I could take it or leave it right now, so don't expect to be hearing of any wedding plans anytime soon. I didn't mention him before because I wanted to see how it panned out. I have already had two dates that were very odd and left me feeling a bit peevish. Apparantly, some men on the online site I belong to are preying on newly divorced or separated women. Luckily, I found that out quick enough to see right through their schemes. Seriously, a 23 year old emailing a 39 year old has got to raise a few red flags! Who are they kidding? I put them in their place, though. And the guys my age that want to rush right out for drinks and "fun" - they just need to grow up. Ok, off my soap box now.

So, in the spirit of getting myself back on track, I am going back to Induction for Atkins. I have been meaning to do it for a few weeks, but it is definitely time. Then, I have to figure out where in my hectic schedule I can fit in my work outs. That has been the hardest part. Although getting up earlier is probably the key. I just need to work it all out.

Took Dino for a hair cut last night. He wanted a mohawk in the worst way. He made me ask Mr. HKG first, to be sure he was "allowed" to have one as a karate student. That seemed to make Mr.HKG very happy that Dino even thought about him. Of course, he approved. And I wanted to take a picture of it and post it, but we didn't have time last night by the time we got home. Sigh! Where did all that time I used to have go?

Ok, need to get to work. I'll be posting again regularly, I hope!

Oh, and knitting is non-existent these days. I have it with me, I just can't seem to cast-on. Perhaps my feeling of being a bit overwhelmed is hindering me. I guess I just have to make like the commercial and JUST DO IT! I really want to make a summer shrug for over tank tops. It's not going to knit itself :) Ta-ta!

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

From Here, There Is Purpose

I was reading this cool book that is full of inspirational quotes. It is really a journal, but there are quotes on each page. I dare not mark up the pages by writing in it! To those who have known me since birth, this is a big deal. I used to routinely go to this paper distributor up the road and buy reams of blank paper just to write on. Anyway, the quote that I am totally in love with this week is this:

Risk - More than others think is safe,
Care - More than others think is wise,
Dream - More than others think is practical,
Expect - More than others think is possible.
~Cadet Maxim

Not sure who this Cadet person is yet, but I loved this. It spoke to me. I am doing what I never thought possible. I am taking steps I would never have taken. And, I am totally loving the fact that I can do it. To celebrate this wondrous occasion in my life, I got this:

Of course, I did it 3 weeks ago, but the scabbing and swelling has just gone down enough to take a cool shot of it. Yes, it hurt. But not that much. No, I didn't take it lightly and I totally get that it will be there FOREVER. This is the Good Luck Dragon of Chinese mythology. It serves as a reminder of two things: 1.) Dino is my little dragon, 2.) Taking this first bold step into my brave new world entails a little luck - and courage.

I had the courage to be me, and to stand up for what I believe in. Looking back on my journey since January (which Margie, my anonymous poster reminded me to do) I find that the whole process was like getting a tattoo. You think long and hard on what exactly you want, you decide, you bite the bullet and just do it, it is a little painful and scary during, but in the end, it is something that you will have with you forever. Hey, how's that for deep thought? LOL

Also, I am finally going to get back to knitting! Whoo-hoo! This weekend, the Ex is taking Dino from Thursday to Sunday. Plenty-o-time to mow my own grass (yes, I am actually not asking DG's Darling to do it!) and sit on my swing in my yard and create again. Oh, what a feeling that will be.

Monday, June 9, 2008

Things To Do Alone At Night

As if! I was talking about those nights when you can't sleep and the house is quiet and you just don't want to close your eyes yet. Get your mind out of the gutter.

So here is my top ten lists of things to do when you are avoiding sleep...

10. Clean the bathroom.
9. Re-arrange the kitchen cabinets.
8. Laundry.
7. Fold Laundry.
6. Put Laundry away.
5. Wonder what's up with this Laundry stuff anyway.
4. Stalk people's blogs.
3. Comment on said blogs.
2. Think of something witty for your own blog.

And the #1 thing to do when you are avoiding sleep is...


Whew. Now that I have accomplished all 10, I think I might go to bed. Maybe. Right after I sand and refinish the floors in the office...

Sunday, June 8, 2008

To Everything - Turn, Turn, Turn

Mr. Karate Owner approached me yesterday morning after Dino's karate class. Turns out they were doing a demo at the opening of Kung Fu Panda at the Regal on Friday night and Mr. Karate Owner saw the Ex there. I was stunned and angry. Not sure why Mr. Karate Owner felt the need to mention it, but I was angry because Ex said he could not take Dino this weekend as he was busy getting the house ready for sale. Uh-huh. I am also super jealous that he is already seeing someone (and has been apparantly) while I can't even have 10 minutes to myself to pee.

I have been thinking long and hard on it, actually. I am also sick. This makes me rather introspective when it probably shouldn't...I am taking a little trip down Memory Lane. So hands and feet inside the car at all times, fasten your seat belt, and away we go!

I met the Ex while he was still separated from his first wife. He was sad and lonely and so was I. He was also aggressively attentive to me. He would tell me stories about how his soon-to-be Ex would be incredibly unrealistic and nutty. Silly me. I thought SHE was the crazy one. Little did I know. I should have known, though, when the first time I helped him clean his house he actually ran his finger through the bowl of the sink to be sure it was clean. He laughed it off as a joke, but that should have been a HUGE fuckin' red flag waving in my face. Control freak - as in Sleeping With the Enemy freak! Ding, ding, ding, danger Wil Robinson!

Oh no, not me. I just kept plugging away. He was kidding after all.

Only a few short months into the courtship and we were living together. Less than a year later, we would be engaged. He was the perfect predator, grooming his prey. I was given "suggestions" or "ideas" on how to improve our sex life, or how to please him in other ways. Gosh, just typing this is making me angry enough to want to cockpunch him! Anyway, for some stupid reason I went along with all of this. Even down to reading the Kama Sutra for ways to "please my man". Funny, he never really cared about what I wanted. Wait, I digress....

We rushed the relationship and that is what he is doing again with some other poor sap. Still, it makes me nuts that I can't seem to move on so quickly. I wonder why? I wanted to end the madness, so why can't I just fuggetaboutit?

Well, because I was really hoping that he was the one. He obviously didn't think that way about me. He is also a man - and no offense to any man that reads this - he thinks with his appendage between his legs. That is where he "feels" too. Therefore he is only caring about how to relieve the need for his physical desires and not the needs internal to him - like how to treat someone with respect just because they deserve it. Not because he wants something in return. And he always does.

Also, I am having a hard time because I can't be callous enough to just run out and find the first willing victim to trash and make myself feel better. That appears to be his M.O. Find 'em vulnerable and use them until they have nothing left. Move on to the next. Wait....isn't that a sci-fi movie? What was that? Hmmmm, sounds so familiar....

Oh, right. Because that is what he did with me! See. Silly aren't I?

Back to why I can't "let it go". It's only been a month. It's not like I can just cut off an arm and forget it was there. There is some mourning to do. Some adapting to learn to do things different. There is some personal growth I need to make. And, for the sake of my sanity, I MUST get over my crush on Mr. HKG! He's got a live-in girlfriend with a kid. Sheesh. Still, he is totally HOT. And I am just looking. Again, I digress....

I am adapting. I am trying to figure out how I will do this by myself. After living in my own home for a week (SQUEE!) and having darling sisters to help me unpack my life so quickly, I have come to realize that I am still struggling to be strong inside. One good thing is that I am pretty sure I have what it takes to make it successful. I am just a little burnt by the past 8 years of being told that I am nothing. And my family being told that I am nothing behind my back (oh, yeah, that was a grand revelation!). And his family being told I am nothing behind my back. The only person who didn't think I was nothing was Dino. Am I sad about that? Heck no. I am pissed as hell. And, I am not taking it anymore.

Ok, so our trip down memory lane ends here. I am sure there is someone out there that thinks that my Ex is the shit and that she won't be able to live without him. I got some advice for you honey - he ain't. And you CAN live without him. Trust me. I am doing it and so can you. I hope you enjoyed your ride.

Friday, June 6, 2008

The Duchess and The Princess

DG, as many of you know, is one extraordinary person. She is supportive, she is smart, she is sassy, and she is full of amazing energy. She also has an AMAZING gift for organization and structure.

Point in case - Friday night, I had about 70 boxes piled all over the house. Various boxes were not marked, and although my darling brother tried to put the boxes in the rooms where they belonged, stuff was everywhere. (How's that for a run on sentance! Ha!)

Not so by Sunday evening. DG and our dear older sis had completely arranged my house, helped me set up my kitchen and cleaned many things. Only 10 boxes remained. I did help, but I felt like my contribution was small compared to theirs. In any case, I would NEVER have been able to pull this off in such a short time had they not been here doing what they did. Thank you is just not enough in my mind. How do I show my gratitude? Thoughts are welcome.

I also thought I would expand on the selfish sister-in-law thing that DG so eloquently blogged about. So here goes...

Many years ago, in a kingdom not so far away, there lived a woman called the Duchess of Cornball. The Duchess was kind hearted, funny, and warm, but not at all confident that she would be loved and cherished by a prince. Lo, one day, whilst attending a party ball, she met what appeared to be a prince. The Duchess wanted so badly to have her fairy tale that she allowed herself to be sucked into the pseudo prince's life. A short courtship followed and the Duchess moved in with the Frog in Prince clothing. After a short time, the two planned a lavish wedding.

During this time, Princess SIL made herself very available to the Duchess for anything that she could desire. Shopping was her speciality, and her assistance in finding bargains and making plans was much appreciated by the Duchess. The Duchess wanted to feel closer to Princess SIL, so she asked her to be one of her handmaidens in the ceremony. Little did the Duchess know that Princess SIL had some other agenda than to assist her.

It became evident that Princess SIL was really just using the Duchess' wedding as a way of getting more attention for herself. She was not at all helpful to the Duchess during the ceremony or after at the reception. During the session for the portraits, the Princess desired all eyes to be on her and also picked a fight with the Duchess' new brother-in-law. She demanded that a photo be taken of her and Prince Brother alone since they were engaged and the next in line to be married. She was petulant when she didn't get attention, and was very vocal if someone called her on her attitude. In fact, she never even paid the Duchess for the dress that was ordered for her to wear. The Duchess was sad, but realized that some people just don't get it. Soon, Princess SIL faded away, citing that she didn't care for the Duchess' new husband as her reason.

A few years later, the Duchess found herself with child. (Ok, she desperately tried to become pregnant and it finally happend). The Duchess was ecstatic. She called all of her family to proclaim the good news. True to form, Princess SIL acted jealous and spiteful. She snarked about how she would never have kids because they were too much work. More likely, they would detract too much of the attention away from her, but I digress.... The baby shower thrown for the Duchess was the likes that the kindgom had never seen. And it was hot - as in stifiling hot. The Duchess had an earful from the Princess about that one!

The Princess kept in close contact with the Duchess, all the while making comments about how she would love to be a godparent. Of course, the Duchess' Frog Prince would not hear of it. Someone from his family had to be the godparent of his first child. This ticked the Princess off and she suddenly stopped calling.

Once Prince Dino was born (and truly, as the first born grandson of Italian immigrants, he IS a prince in the family) she suddenly reared her neatly coiffed head again. This time, she wanted to be "the favorite Aunt". This was almost too much for the Duchess to bear, so she banished the Princess from her presence by simply ignoring her. By the way, this is the magic spell that keeps the Princess at bay!

Flash foward to the present, and the Duchess found that her Frog Prince was not really a prince at all but just a Royal Pain in the A.... The Duchess found herself needing emotional support from her family. The Royal Family rallied around her. Even Princess SIL seemed to finally be selfless enough to reach out and offer a shoulder to cry on. However, not far below the surface brewed the alternative reason. Princess SIL was not an honest or open-hearted person and her antics were getting to Prince Brother. Princess SIL was trying to rally her own support to cover up her misdeeds. She wanted the Duchess to talk to Prince Brother and tell him how much help the Princess was being. The Duchess did not do this, but instead offered her own shoulder to the young Prince Brother.

Then came moving day. The Duchess had found a new castle (in a better neighborhood, I might add) and had enlisted the help of the Royal Family once again. Being the wonderful people they were, Prince Brother and Prince BIL arrived forthwith to assist. Princess SIL was unfortunately in tow. After putting on a show of organizing the boxes at the old dungeon for the moving truck wagon, the Princess promptly began answering her cell phone. She pouted about the heat. She insisted on going to the local deli inn to arrange for vitals. There was much eye-rolling and sarcasm. She never stopped making her opinion of the Frog known to anyone that would listen.

After arriving at the wonderful new castle in the Kingdom of Pennrock, Princess SIL took inventory of the Duchess' rooms. She offered her assistance in ideas for decorating and for painting. She gave her unsolicited opinion on how the fence should be mended or how the garage should be cleaned. The Duchess was biting her tongue to the point of bleeding, in honor of Prince Brother. It was almost too much for the Duchess. After unloading approximately 6 more boxes, the Princess suddenly became fatigued and needed a rest. The Duchess once again ignored her and simply carried on.

Princes Brother and BIL were so awesome they made the Duchess cry. The Princess, on the other hand, wanted to leave. Once the truck was returned, Prince Brother made a hasty departure with Princess SIL. I was grateful for his help, and wanted him to stay to enjoy a dinner of hoagies that Queen DG was bringing. However, he recognized that Princess SIL would only cause more trouble if they stayed. They rode off into the sunset with the Princess complaining loudly on her cell phone that she was a sweaty mess and that things would never have gotten done if she and Prince Brother had not been there. Her self-delusion complete, the Princess continues to live happily ever after in the Kingdom in her head.

The End.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

and..... we're back.

The move was amazingly exhausting. BIG hugs around to all of you offering support. I'll write more when my eyes actually start to focus again :)