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August 22, 2007
momonono
This is going to be long; I have a ton of things to talk about.
Sometimes living here is very surreal to me. I feel sick and hot most of the time. I have a headache from going in and out of the air conditioning all the time and my hair has turned strangely curly from being hot and sweaty all the time. I feel so pretty.
I’ve been meaning to update since the night I went to meet Little Bear’s teacher but I just haven’t had a chance. When I got to his school that night it was a little over whelming because there had to be over 200 families there and they all stop to stare at the kid in the chair. But I found his classroom pretty easily and met the teacher. She told me not to worry that she had him registered. The only glitch was his old school had neglected to unregister him and the transportation department meant he wasn’t registered to ride the bus to his new school. So it all worked out fine and I flipped for no reason.
That is just how I am. I worry. I think I would rather worry and have it all turn out ok than to not worry and have things get all mucked up. Yes, I am aware that I could not worry and have it be fine or worry and still have things get all mucked up but still…
Since then much has happened. I applied for a part time job to make some extra money because grumpy has gone back to school, which he started on Monday. He wants to finish his BS. I have a job interview on Sept. 5. I really want this job. It is 4 hours a day, close to home, managing a small non profit office. I can even take Hoho with me because I would be the only one in the office. Little Bear has all his therapies in the morning and school in the afternoon. His caretaker, M-sa, can take him to therapy and drop him off at school and then I would be done by noon or one to pick him up. God I hope I get this job. I need some time away from the house too. And I could stop sitting for the floor shitter and his sister. Wish me luck.
Little Bear is getting new leg braces tomorrow. His legs are much more relaxed since he had the baclofen and botox injections. And he is getting so tall that I had to take him in to have his wheelchair adjusted to fit better.
Yesterday the strangest thing happened to me. I’ve mentioned before that I don’t feel like I fit in very well around here but what I’m going to do Saturday is hysterical to me. Since we moved in I met a woman who walks in the mornings. She would always walk by last year as Little Bear was getting on the bus for school. She was always pleasant and would say hello as she passed but that was it. This year it turns out that her daughter is in Little Bear’s preschool class. Since school started we’ve talked more and introduced ourselves, we met her husband when they drove by us as we were coming home from swimming at Nana’s, and we even ran into each other at the mall on Thursday morning when I took the kids to Kids Club. She’s lived here forever and knows everyone. She says things like “hey girl! How ya’ doin’?” She’s always smiling. She’s very nice, just not what I usually gravitate to.
Last night was curriculum night at school and I met up with her while we were on our way to the classroom. She asked me what I was doing on Saturday morning because she was taking her kids to a kids play day thing and would I like to bring my kids and go with them. I said sure it sounded like fun for the kids. She told me she’ll pull up in front of my house and then I can follow her. She has four kids 8, 6, 3, and 8 months. That’s when I asked her the older kids names because I already knew the two youngest. As soon as she told me her son’s name I knew where I was going on Saturday. Her son’s name is Brigham, as in Brigham Young, as in MOMO, Mormon, special underwear and all that. Saturday morning I will be setting foot in a Mormon church. I’m in trouble.
Today Little Bear’s preschool teacher heard me rip another parent apart and she is probably now afraid of me. Twice this week when I have gone to pick up LB there has been someone parked in both disabled parking spaces. A teacher parks in one everyday and the other I usually use. Both times the second spot was occupied by a car without any disabled plates or parking placards. So both times I blocked the car in and put my ramp down. The first time on Monday the guy was like I just ran in to drop something off and I said I don’t care you aren’t allowed to park there. He apologized and went on his way. But today, the Honda parked there had a plate on the front that said, “I’m a princess, that’s why”.
It irked me.
So I went to get LB and as I was chatting with his teacher out on the sidewalk this skinny ass bitch in teeny tiny shorts came out to her car. And I could see that she was bitching and moaning that someone had blocked her in. (Haha!) So we took our dear sweet time walking to the car. Did I mention that it was 112 degrees today? As we approached the car she closed her door. Apparently my face showed my displeasure. I walked up to her window and said,
“Do you have a parking placard?”
She said “I just ran in to pick up my son.”
“So did I , the difference is your son doesn’t need a ramp to get into his car and mine does and your son can walk to the car, mine can’t. There is a reason you aren’t supposed to park there.”
If LB’s teacher hadn’t been with me I would have added – just because you think you are a princess doesn’t mean you are BITCH!
I doubt she’ll ever park in a handicap spot again.
I am off to my book club tonight. I finished Harry Potter on my own time and loved it and I just finished A Prayer for Owen Meany for tonight. God, I love John Irving. It was such a good book. I cried at the end. It made me think of so many things and so many people.
This is a hard week emotionally. Kool Mo D had a birthday and my brother turns 41 tomorrow. My parents would have been married 51 years on Saturday. Three years ago this week was the last time I saw my father alive and one of the days where for a stolen moment he knew I was there and remembered me. Bittersweet.
Next up on the reading list- My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult
Posted by bugg at August 22, 2007 04:59 PM
Comments
Haha...you?! In a MOMO church?! Bring some water and douse yourself in flame retardant gel cuz they will burn your ass if you dont combust at the first step in!!! Haha just kiddin!
Posted by: Uncle Cakes at August 25, 2007 04:27 PM