People and their "things"

First off, get your head out of the gutter.  I'm talking about people's different quirky things that make them who they are.

Example -

One of my things is making the bed.  My darling hubby would be quite content with just a comforter on the bed.  Oh, no.  I love the whole coordinating thing!  Bedskirt (a must since I utilize that space for storage), bottom AND top sheets that coordinate with a beautiful comforter/bedspread which (yes, I am one of "those") is NOT used for sleeping.  That's what the nice pretty blanket is for!  Blankets can be washed much easier than a comforter.  Oh, and matching pillow cases on the pillows plus shams that go with the comforter which, like the comforter are NOT used!

The top sheet and blanket must be tucked in and comforter folded down neatly with the decorative pillows placed on top of the cedar chest.

Yes, I'm nutty.  But it's one of my "things!"

Another "thing" I have is the glasses in the cupboard.  Like glasses need to be lined up with like glasses.

And though my darling hubby tries, he and I just don't see eye to eye on the laundry so I just prefer to do it.  Towels must be folded a certain way, socks must be matched and drawers organized.

So, come on internet community.

What are your "things?"

Sad....

Not for me, but for my SS.

It must be really hard to be two different people.

With us, he's an energetic, video-game loving, typical 9-year old boy who adores his daddy and uncle and is constantly seeking their attention and approval. SS is only with us every other weekend so approximately 4 days/month our house is a much louder place but that's usually ok. He listens (most of the time - he is a 9 year old boy) and usually seems at peace with the arrangement at hand.

We hear from others who get to experience him when he's with his mom that he's a totally different kid. Apparently he broke the french doors in his new house shortly after they moved in. Not the kid I know.

I think he feels guilty because he misses his dad and knows there is more structure here, he's allowed to be a kid and not his mother's emotional supporter. My husband plays WITH him and doesn't just drag him from sporting event to sporting event and give him things to entertain him.

Up until about 2 (I think) years ago, it was just him and his mom. Along comes a new SF and with him a new step-brother. A younger step-brother. And in April his mom's having a baby.

My heart breaks for him. He just doesn't seem himself the closer we get to the birth of this baby.

But his mother won't ever give up, claiming she's with him all the time (ummm, no. Usually he's with my MIL or us on the weekends and even MIL's sometimes during the week.) and she would miss him soooooooo much.

I am of the opinion she'd miss the child support.

I have very little control over this aspect of my life and if you know me at all, you know how extremely difficult that is for me to handle. I have removed SS's mom from my head and haven't seen her in probably a year which is just fine with me. Out of sight, out of mind.

I do wish things were easier for SS. Right now I'm just sad for him.

Cute kid, eh?

Saturday Six!

• Yeah, I totally stole this from Mommy in Real Life! Thanks, T!
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• What’s the one thing that really annoys you?
• Incorrect grammar and spelling. I won't even text and spell something wrong!
• If it was the end of the world what be the last thing you would try to do?
• Make sure I knew everyone in my circle of people knew that I loved them very much.
• If you had the choice of designing a mobile phone what one feature would you add to it?
• Something that would prevent me from dropping it all the time! I'm definitely a clutz!
• Diamonds or pearls?
• In the immortal words of Marilyn - "Diamonds are a girl's best friend."
• Silver or gold?
• I'm a silver girl. White gold and platinum are lovely too!
• Are you at home or work?
• Home - just got back from Target.

Snow Days!

This past weekend and this week "Snowmageddon" has hit! Z and I got to stay home both Tuesday and Wednesday and had a 2 hour delay this morning.

Snow days were a HUGE deal when I was little. I grew up in North Central Indiana and it had to be like a foot of snow before LCSC would call school off. "Back in my day, we had to walk to school in 3 feet of snow without any boots!" I heard lots of stories like that today at school when people were recalling their childhood snow days! LOL

So, Z and I watched probably too much TV but it was nice to cuddle on the couch with a quilt and a nice princess movie. We also got to play outside in the snow. She and I started to make a snowman but my snow-sculpting skills are much lacking so it was more like a snow-Jabba the Hutt. She attempted to help with her little pink spade as Daddy and I shoveled, and shoveled, and shoveled.

I got a few pics Tuesday but not of our sad little snow-thing. It was just too pitiful!

More pics at my MobileMe Gallery