I Dunno

The death of Michael Jackson has brought a flurry of attention to his art. I am conflicted by the rush of adoration. He has a long life of denial and abuse. Did he ever accept that he was an African American? Was he gay? A pedophile? Unstable? Van Gogh hurt himself, not innocent children in his pain. Whose children are those that he was raising? How are they? Have you seen the video of him twitching one baby wildly on his knee? I don't buy music from people that I don't respect, even if I like the tunes (Britney Spears, for one). Don't expect me to run out and buy Thriller just because he died and now I remember my lost youth. Those children are the ones I am worried about. His legacy will continue in them, the good and the bad.

Staycation

Wow-- we are a kid free zone for 2 whole days this week. It feels so wonderful to concentrate on each other instead of the realities of life. We even declared official Naked Day yesterday. Too cold, perhaps, but who cares? Today is Half-Naked Day. What will tomorrow be? Oh yeah, G comes home and it's back to reality. Until next week; then 2 more days! I will have to rename those days on our behalf. I'm already working on Strip Roulette. Could be interesting.

The Long Night

Boy we have been trapped in our own personal hell. The boy has been in an awful way for so long it's hard to remember how life used to be. We finally had him tested and it appears he's been on the wrong med. for him. Can cause manic episodes. Well DUH! The professionals were slow to act. I mean, they didn't go at home to my house and live what we have been living. I can go on and on about this miserable process. I just hope that it will start to turn around. We have found a camp in Wyoming for ADHD kids. It costs a fortune but it lasts a month (no locks and alarms for a whole month!!) It even has a school element and study skills in addition to the outdoorsy stuff. All my fingers and toes are crossed, hoping this will help him (and us) survive his teens.

Serenade of the Fast Food

Can you hear it? It calls to me sweetly as I drive home from work every day, tired and hungry. Hard to resist the siren call.

We will feed you fast. It smells good.

In this small town, there is no way to avoid them. They all line up, coming and going out of town. Such an attractive song. Like the sirens of ancient Greece, only dressed up in tacky signs.

Woe is me.

Count? What counts?

Who would have thought that the blog counter could break. Or that it would matter to me. Who visits? Who knows? I guess I should be writing just for me anyway. Hey there, it's me. Shhhh, someone might notice you.

Cryin' in my tea

What are you supposed to do? Our baby has turned into Kujo. He yells and screams when he doesn’t get what he wants. And he wants a LOT. I swear we didn’t start this school year micromanaging his life. But, we sure do now. Lying, stealing, internet porn, the list is endless. When he gets caught (which is often) he turns it on us. Like the right-wing pundits who think if they are the loudest, they are right. M has counted the months until the boy is 18. I don’t know if I can make it sometimes. The apple of my eye has turned on us. He is a big old worm in the apple basket. What are we supposed to do????

It is so hard. We as parents are supposed to do what is right. Not hit him back. Not call him names. What rules does he have to follow? It is worse for M, being the same gender. Oh, we suffer for our love of our child. Our friends are starting to notice how much it is taking to raise our boy, and that helps a bit. We need a break. Time without stress. Anything!

All Hail the Vampires, again

Okay, now the Twilight DVD is out. I can watch and obsess freely. My family rides along with me. Whee!

My hope for the future. Trying to channel to Stephenie Meyer... Write a 5th Twilight book... this time, focus on the story of the long suffering underdog (pun intended) Jacob and his mate, Renesmee. Bella and Edward move to the back of the stage and we learn of the future of Jacob and Nessie. Wouldn't that be interesting? What will she grow up to be like? Can they have kids of their own? Won't Jacob age eventually? How does he keep from doing that? Of course, channeling Meyer, they would have to face a big threat before the end of the book that would include our Cullen friends. Too bad I can't write!