Random stuff

As in, there's no tie ins other than things that have caught my attention or a thing I just want to blog about. Capish?

I've been listening to Celine Dion's cover of "The first time ever I saw your face" repeatedly because, for some reason, it calms the dogs down. Woot! After listening to it for like the 88th time, I clicked over to Roberta Flack's version. I was halfway through the song when it suddenly hit me what the comment, "HOLY EAR MUFFS" meant. Ruined it for me as I nearly went into the ugly face giggles. That was almost an hour ago and I'm still kind of giggling when I think about it.

And on Celine, the control she has over her voice ... HOLY WOW! Listening to this song makes me want to cry because it's so incredibly beautiful.

Survivor this week made me hoop and holler! Way to go Coach! Brandon grew on me some but when he told Albert he would give him the immunity necklace, I grinned a stupidly big grin, crossed my fingers and started chanting. Best I recall, we've only seen this happen before once where someone gave up the necklace and then got themselves booted off. Double WOOT! I've been waiting for him to be sent to Redemption Island. Speaking of, if Edna had beaten Ozzie, I'm not sure what I would have thought. I want Coach to win this season with Ozzie sitting right beside him. I like Ozzie, but I like Coach more!

Actually I wanted a final three of Coach, Cochran and Ozzie. Oh well.

And speaking of Survivor, I watched the Ponderosa episodes where Cochran went to Ponderosa last week. HOLY CHILDISH SHIT! Could they have treated him any worse? And, if they'd been given the opportunity that he was, one they helped foster if we're being honest here, they'd have done it, too! It's a game for a million bucks! Come on, people. Get over yourselves! You screwed your own game by treating him like an outcast and then sending him to the other tribe to 'infiltrate'. Serves you right. Shame on you.

Mike finally got a trip back to North Carolina to check on what's going on with our house there. It's appeared for a while that we were getting billed for the exact same things over and over again, so much so, I quit paying until he could go see for himself. He's also there to build a new porch as it was rotting. The carpet, for example, looks the exact same as it did when my sister moved out according to a neighbor. When Mike told him we'd paid $125 to have it cleaned, the neighbor (used to be OUR neighbor and friend) asked what they cleaned. The ceiling tiles they replaced? They put 12 glossy tiles up with a room full of dirty dingy tiles. And didn't paint them all to match. Nor did they hang them right as they're drooping. It's a lot of things like that that's caused us to give a 30 day notice so we can get another company to take on managing the house. The neighbor has agreed to take care of the yard for a MUCH less price than what we were paying the management company to do so. The funny thing is, we were paying our management company to pay this neighbor to mow the yard. Irony. He's also offered to clean out whoever's trash is in the building and not charge us $75 bucks for each truckload. Yeah, we paid for three truck loads before and they didn't get it all.

The trip back home was an opportunity I couldn't say no to. Opportunity for Babygirl to go back and see family she hasn't seen in years. I'm so lonely. They were only home a couple of days before they had to leave again.

I could make this next bit into a huge post but I'm not going to dwell on it so it's just gonna be a bit (edit: big bit) here. My dad and brother drove in to see Mike and Babygirl. My brother even took them out to eat. How cool is that, that they showed that much interest? My mom, from what I'm told, only got out of her recliner to go use the bathroom. She spent the entire time they were there on her computer. Because, you know, seeing that grandchild you told was your favorite isn't that big a deal. I was angry for a minute but then thought, what did I expect? This is wild speculation on my part, pieced together from stories I've heard all my life, but I don't know if she ever wanted me more than wanting to do something to please my dad. She's as much as told me so, a LOT in my life, but you can't always take what she says as the truth. She lives in a weird reality and all that. But I've heard stories of how she abused me when I was a baby. I've never given them much credence but I have been thinking about them lately. Family says I cried all the time when my dad or grandparents weren't there. So much so, they thought she was abusing me. Grandma told me her and Grandpa, for a while, would rush over there from work to take care of me. I don't know how long they did that but Mom's told me how it used to just drive her insane waiting for dad to come home so someone would take care of me. I think she just couldn't deal with a baby so maybe she didn't. At least, like she should have. And when you throw that in with always hearing her say how she never wanted me and all that crap, yeah. That's what I think. So why would she want to see Babygirl?  She wanted to see Blade but she thought he'd do whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted and for as long as she wanted. She wants minions. Not my kids.

Oh wells. Least I don't have to feel bad for saying no to Babygirl going. And hey, she got to see my dad and brother. So that rocks.

And I hear she was a HUGE help in building that porch with Mike. I also heard she ran the electric saw to cut the boards. After my mini-heart attack, I had to remind myself she's 14 and he was right there with her.

Gonna listen to Celine blow me away one more time and then hit the sack. Alone. All by myself. In this big ol house.

/sigh