Queen of Rambles

I’m going to be an aunt! Of course, we already knew that but knowing the sex of the baby makes it seem much more real, especially since they’ve got the name already picked out. Braxton Kent. Unless they change their minds, of course. They were also thinking about Braxton Levi or Levi Kent. No one wants to ask them what last name they’re going to use but I guess we’ll find out eventually. My sister wants to get married, but her guy doesn’t seem to in to that since he’s already married. In fact, when they took off from Klamath Falls they went and stayed with his wife, his daughter and the wife’s boyfriend. I’m glad I don’t lead such a complex life. Supposedly they can’t get a divorce because it’s too expensive, but who knows what the deal is really. Frankly, I think we would all heave a big sigh of relief if they broke up. Every kid needs a dad, but he’s already totally abandoned five kids so I don’t know what will make this one any different. I’m just so thankful that I have a stable life and a stable husband.

So, I know a lot of you guys have cats and our poor cat is having a problem. She’s losing hair around her neck in a great big patchy ring. The hair is coming out in clumps, so is kind of scary! I’m almost thinking about taking her to the vet because that just can’t be right. Do any of you have any experience with this sort of thing? It just started happening last week.

I went to aqua jogger tonight and had an interesting time. Aqua jogger is much better than water aerobics because it’s usually just me and three women a little older than me. Tonight I started talking with one of them and it turns out she’s a former English teacher too! It’s strange how often I met former teachers who have no intention of ever going back in to education. She complained of the same things I did: overworked, underpaid, no support system, bitchy parents, controlling administrators. It always makes me feel good when I meet other former teachers and they have the same complaints as I did. In some strange way it justifies my choice and I don’t feel like such a loser. Not that I really feel like a loser any more. I did have some gigantic loserish feelings in the beginning but I think those are all pretty much gone. I haven’t even had a school nightmare in several months, so that’s a good thing.

I did have a really strange nightmare last night, though. I dreamed my head was a giant pimple and when I popped it my eyeballs flew up to the moon. Isn’t that just what you want to hear about? I hope none of you were eating breakfast.

Today has been one of the best days ever. I didn’t have a single thing I had to do, so I just sat around and did a lot of relaxing. I really needed that. Tomorrow it will be back to the Mosaic Minds grindstone, but that’s ok. I enjoy the work. Oh, and if you are interested we have a few new reviews up and some printable posters if you want to help out with publicity in your area. Just follow the link I just gave and you’ll find links on the frong page! Kudos to the artsy Reebert for the new logo and the poster.

I think I busted a muscle in my arm this afternoon from hitting my dad. I am a groucho-supremo today because of hormones so I just couldn’t stand all his yelling. I went over and started hitting him as hard as I could, which doesn’t even phase him but seems to have broken my arm. The man is a 400 pound mass of almost solid muscle, so it’s futile to try to get a punch in. About five years ago (before he hurt himself and before I lost a lot of weight) he could pick me up with one arm and my sister up with the other. So why was I trying to hit him? I just get so frustrated with his non-sense that I can’t help myself. At least it’s easy to take my aggression out on him. He likes it so everyone’s a winner, except that I hate who I become when I have to listen to him for extended periods of time. Mike is seeing a whole new side of me.

I suppose you want to know what he does that gets me so upset? Basically, he just bellows. It’s constantly “CAAAAAAARRRRRRRIIIIIEEEE!!!! CAAAAAAARRRRRRRIIIIIEEEE!!!!” and then he won’t tell you what he wants until you walk into his part of the room and yell at him to tell you. Then he’ll say something stupid like “What are you doing?” or “Do you want the paper?” or “Your kids wants out,” or “someone wants to talk to you on the phone” (his way of not getting off his fat ass to hang up the phone himself). I don’t mind it a couple of times, but it gets really old after a while because he does it constantly. I try ignoring him, but then he just bellows louder and more often. Today he was irritating me because he kept calling me fat and retarded and I’d just had enough of it. I’m over it now though. At least I can just go slap him around and get it out of my system instead of being all smiley-smiley to his face and bottling it up.

And now I better get to bed since I have work tomorrow. It’s been raining all day long so it’s going to be a long, hard day on mud puddle patrol tomorrow. I really hope they have recess in the gym if it’s still raining. There roads were really horrible when I went up to the pool and I could barely drive through some of the puddles. I’m not complaining though. Klamath Falls is always in the middle of a drought so a day like today is much needed even if it is dreary and messy and cold.

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