Posted Friday, November 20, 2009 9:40 AM
I have to put this pic up first because it's a favorite
This has been one crazy week. I am so ready for it to be over!!!! Andy worked last Saturday, stayed late Wednesday and goes in again tomorrow. he won't get paid any overtime because of the economy but gets a "free" vacation day. Like that really balances out....anyhow.
At least I have the biggest thing crossed off my to-do list today! I really wish I had a nanny...
Posted Wednesday, November 18, 2009 8:04 AM
My brother is 15 and is in an online relationship. They've been 'together' for 4 months and he is over the moon for her. She lives in Canada and allegedly her mom hates the idea of her dating anyone who isn't Canadian. My parents are uncomfortable about the fact that they have never met her, her parents and it's online.
My brother has been running around saying he's in love with her, that they're soul mates and that he literally can't live without her in his life. He racked up an extra $300 in international phone calls on their cell phone, texts her over 1000 times in any given month and is constantly breaking my parent's rules about when it's okay to talk to her (like not in the middle of the night for hours on end). My mom being my mom has continually discounted his feelings about her saying things like "You can't possibly love her" or "She isn't the only girl you'll only love" and whatnot. I am conflicted about how I feel about that because I don't doubt he has intense feelings for her, but she's right that this isn't the only girl he'll have feelings for. And when she tells him that he gets all emo on her.
His girlfriend is suicidal. She has some medical issue with her girlie parts which cause her really bad pain, bad enough she wants to die. I don't know if she is currently getting professional help but my brother thinks he is the only person keeping her alive.
This month my parents decided he broke the rules one time too many and first took away his computer at home and then later his cell phone. Since then he's been threatening to kill himself because they took his girlfriend away and that she was the only one keeping him sane and now he's flunking classes because he's being depressed. Yesterday my mom got an e-mail from him about how he was going to kill himself by slitting his wrists and so she calls the school counselor who tells her to bring him to the ER (apparently there are mental health people at the ER...) and have him checked out since mental health clinic isn't taking outpatients right now. My mom takes him to the ER and the doctor talks with my brother alone, then my parents and then all of them together and tries to get him to understand that he's freaking my parents out big time. I think today he has an appt with a psychiatrist and I know on Thursday he was going to take an assessment on anxiety/depression with his school counselor.
Last night I send him a message on FB asking him if he's really okay and what's going on. He writes back that he would never really kill himself because he could never press the blade down but that his entire life is this girl and he needs her to be there otherwise he just can't live etc etc. I've talked to him a couple of times about this girl before and why my parents are riding his case about her. But he doesn't care, he thinks we're all in cahoots to keep him apart from this girl and doesn't see the reasoning.
So I wrote him back that I sincerely feel he needs to get better first before he should try being with her again. Because even without her there are still other issues going on. I told him that I understand what it's like to have a suicidal boyf/girlf. My first really intense boyfriend when I was 15 was suicidal. And I physically had to restrain him from killing himself. I had to hide my keys because he would sit there and rub the edges against his wrist. I had to pull him off the street because he was laying down in the middle of the road waiting for a car to run him over. I had to go out and find him and keep him from jumping in the river. It is TOO much for a 15 year old to handle alone. When my parents found out they tried telling his parents but they refused to believe us and never got him help. I told him that it isn't healthy for him or her his girlfriend to not rely on anybody else but each other, that they need some kind of professional help for themselves.
He writes back that she's all he needs and that he's sick of all of us telling the same thing over and over again.
I have to admit that ever since yesterday when I heard of him threatening to kill himself the first time, I just wanted to smack him. I wanted to smack him because my mom has epilepsy and hasn't had a seizure in 10 years and has had a couple of few second blackouts. If she has a seizure again they're going to take her license away. If that happens that my brother is going to have a hard time getting anywhere until he gets his own license. I want to smack him because he's 15 and can't see past his own wants to see how he's affecting everybody around him. I want to smack him out of his refusal to see that he's only 15. I don't know. My parents are at their wit's end and I want to be helpful but I think if I try to say anything more to him right now that it will end up being full of 'You're a big huge idiot' and totally useless.
Oh and yes, when my mom called to tell me they were taking him to the ER her biggest worry was that he would MAD. Really? Your son tells you he wants to kill himself and you're worried he'll be mad about getting help? Argh.
Posted Monday, November 16, 2009 8:57 AM
My girlfriend colored her hair last month from a medium blonde to red. In the picture she txted me it looked pretty good and she said that she had been getting rave reviews from people. Well, we saw it last night and those people must be blind. I even asked Andy what he thought first because I wanted to make sure it wasn't just me. But it looks so obviously home done. It looks like she missed all of her roots underneath in the back, it was orangey, it made er complexion look weird and her eyebrows were still brown/blonde, a bad contrast. So now I'm wondering how to bring it up or tell her that she might want to look into doing something different or just let it be. I mean, she likes it and her husband digs it, so it's probably a moot point to bring up. But even so, if I had bad hair I'd want someone to tell me...
Posted Thursday, November 12, 2009 10:54 AM
This hat measures a little over 6 inches from top to bottom and about 20 inches around. I knit it with bulky yarn so it's super warm!
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Posted Wednesday, November 11, 2009 8:13 AM
First a throwback to 1982:
Now Kara
Now the 3 of us...
Posted Sunday, November 08, 2009 1:03 PM
I colored my hair back to its natural color! The first time in...awhile. Well, yes. Last winter I did it too but it washed out in a week or two...not really sure how that happened. Here's the new 'do!
I'm thinking that in the next week or two I may bleach the end tips and then paint them with crazy colors like purple or pink. Be a little funky punky. Plus my straightener is reeeeally making me enjoy this stage of the growing out process. I don't feel like I have cupcake head.
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Posted Saturday, November 07, 2009 6:02 PM
Or at least the ones they put on women's clothing. Sizes do not cross clothing lines. I remember awhile back I went to try on jeans believing that since I was a size 1/2 at one place I could pick up a 1/2 at American Eagle. Then I discovered that their 1/2 is made for someone with a 24 waist.. Yeah right!
Now I'm totally okay with the size I am now even if it's still more poundage wise. What IS driving me insane is how I fit into the following sizes for pants/jeans:
1/2, 3/4, 3, 6, 8, 27, 28, 30.
That's a huge array of numbers! Thanks spandex in my jeans for making me believe that I can squeeze into a smaller size! If I knew exactly what size to look for I wouldn't have to feel depressed after 10 pairs of jeans not fitting.
I really wish I was one of those people who honestly didn't care about my size. Even though I feel okay, there are times when I look at my belly and I'm hunched over and all I can think is "That is never going to go away." What else will be annoying is hearing about my friend rapidly shrinking to a size 0 and having great flat abs and big boobs. No she doesn't have kids so it isn't a fair comparison but still. The competitive part of my brain is going to break itself comparing my 27 year old post-baby body to her 22ish never been stretched beyond normal limit body.
*sigh* But I guess I can celebrate the fact that I did find a good pair of jeans today. woo...
Posted Friday, November 06, 2009 2:27 PM
I remember with Jax I was constantly counting down the minutes 'til Andy came home simply so I could have some adult contact. Life was rough then. But now I can hardly believe when I hear the door rattling and realize it's lunchtime or in the afternoon when Jax comes bolting from his room done with naptime.
Now in between feeding Kara every 2-3 hours and being on Jax potty watch I barely have time to register that the day is passing me by! Even at quiet(er) times in the afternoon like this I'm thinking of when she needs to eat next and if I'll be able to get her to eat before we go out for dinner and how much writing/knitting I can do. It's already 2:30!