Archives for March 2006

I awoke around five this morning to the sound of something rubbing against glass. When I was fully conscious I only heard the rain and assumed I had imagined the other. And then began the scratching and whacking of some THING at the window. I shook Paul awake.

“What’s that?”

“I don’t know!”

We both crept to the window and pulled back the shade. A cat sized creature was prowling on the window sill. When its enormous tail came into view I whispered, “Is that a raccoon?”

It was. At that moment it leapt into the shrubs below and slunk across the grass back towards the woods that are behind our house.

Lying back in bed I told Paul. “I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t been here!”

“Then it’s a good thing I was, so you could think about what you could have done if you had been alone.”

Thus far I have come up with:

Wet self and hide under blankets

or

Run shrieking to call 911

I just don’t see myself pulling up the shade in any scenario.

Suggestions?

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Can anyone guess the word in the post below that required me to turn off my Super Duper High Powered and Extremely Paranoid but Thank God For It cuz it PROTECTS the KIDS from the Naughties Filter?

I have been having a lot of trouble with words being deleted from my posts. Having had Blogger woes in the past I immediately blamed it. Finally with the “violence post” I figured it out. Must get more oxygen…

Anyhoo, just guess what was deleted below.

Am I the only Andy Hardy fan in the crowd? For those in the dark, it was a character played by a very young Mickey Rooney in a series of movies. There was always A Girl, A Problem and it always culminated with the kids giving A Show. Judy Garland was a frequent co-star. I wonder if Netflix has them…

I don’t really want to have a show, I want YOU kids to send in your favorite recipes, winter category. Looking at the responses to my pork loin plea (only two) this is a silly venture. Don’t get stuck on favorite. What do you really enjoy making or what was your family digging this past winter.

Please.

Sherry’s “Chad Potatoes” carried my family through the Fall and fairly far into the winter. We had it, if not once a week, at least a couple times a month. In the early days I made it for dinner for the family and then left for a meeting. I came home, anticipating my own dinner from their leftovers and there were none. I think someone had even licked the pan. It was 10 pm but I was quite hungry. I pulled out a skillet, sliced up the potatoes, sausages and onions sauteed them and had a delicious dinner, albeit a late one. Someone else who helped demolish the first batch came and helped me with the second. If the kids had been up they would have probably gone another round too. We loved that meal!

THAT is what I am talking about.

Have I mentioned that The Man continues to leave the country?

I think this is very BAD MANNERS.

He justisfies this under the auspices of “Making a Living” and “Paying Bills”, citing our addictions to heat and toilet paper.

I can see his point but I don’t always like it.

Paul travelling was once an even bigger monkey on my back. When the big kids were quite young he needed to take a lot of little trips. He would be gone every other weekend for months at a time. It was so hard. When he quit that job to go into a job that was full commission, concern about the loss of health benefits and steady income was balanced by the rosy prospect of him NEVER HAVING TO TRAVEL.

When he was pursued for his current position we had adjusted to our new life. I didn’t really think he would want it and was surprised when he was leaning towards accepting. The way we make decisions is we talk about things, pray about them and then wait for the peace to come. I understood that this new job would certainly require travel and international, at that and yet the peace came.

If the Past Me could travel into the future to hear the Present Me utter statements like, “A five day trip isn’t a big deal,” she would flip.

Of course a five deal trip is a big deal; Paul leaving for the office every morning is a big deal, but we have learned to cope. I have learned that a trip which exceeds a week, every day extra is like seven and so Paul does what he can to limit trips to a week or less.

This month he will be in Thailand for 11 days. When I think about this trip I inhale sharply and almost have to put my head between my knees.

And so if I come to mind at any point this month, know that it is the LOW-WARD and please pray for me, my colleagues and the travelling man.

Thank you.

“My hans are sticky fwum dah Tuckus Deelaht. It is vewy soogah-wy.”