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July 07, 2008

I'm just happy!

 

Well, the summer is flying by.  It's good and bad. I'm sad.  Adrianne will be starting college soon. The girls are in year round. They're all growing up so fast.  So, they shold be back in school middle of this month. I'm posting this picture because it's the cutest and most recent of my top 4 favorite people. Plus, it was a time when we were all together and we really had some fun. It was the first time in a long time where I saw my eldest daughter just so really relaxed and happy (Well, besides the times she sees her boyfriend.) It's been different for us having a teen around... she's been through a lot this past year and is dealing pretty well with a lot of emotional bs. I had the pretty standard crap about school and activities. But, she had gone through a lot growing up and most recently. Life is hard enough all ready. It's the emotional stuff that she received from her dad coming back to live here. Adrianne had spent every year of her high school life in a different school. NO, her dad is not in the military anymore. Her junior year... they moved in the 3rd quarter of her junior year...from AZ to NC only three months to finish out the year. They move... So, one of her  classes suffered. She's an A to B AP/Honors student who received a D in calculus because the curriculum covered in AZ didn't cover the stuff yet as was covered in NC. So, Adrianne buckled down and still managed to pull a D despite. From an A to a D, and my ex was not going to do anything untill the following school year. Well, as soon as I heard about the grade, I called the school early in summer. Thank goodness because that Calculus teacher was retiring. That was his last year and he would have been hard to track. Yes, I had fixed it all with her teachers. But, that was the last straw for her to want to come home. She was hit hard this year... her dad blamed her for any problems in his marriage. He blamed her that she couldn't do things with out him. He never called or wrote her back unless it was in his usual criticism. 

We're getting her up to speed and she's looking good. I'm just happy that she's not depressed and miserable as when we got her. So, as far as making time for people one-on-one, I can't. It's not the busy day to day things. I'm into my stuff. I've actually done some stuff for some people with my scrap for hire. It's the quality of time I'm making for my immediate peoples. It's the relationships I'm stablizing right now. I know I have passed up many opportunities to finish my own college bachelors degree. Because in the end, where I'm at now... is where I wanted to be. We go to school... finish... get a career... and build and have a family and juggle it all. But, those knowing me... and knowing I am pretty unconventional... I'm right where I should be... enjoying my life... having my family. I would do it again to not pass up the quality of time I have to spend with the girls to look and watch them grow.

July 03, 2008

All in a weeks time!

So, much going on in a weeks time.... I can't believe it.

My friend's father passed away. It's sad because not only does our children graduating HS make us realize our old selves... but, when parents start to pass on, it's way too true to life. I am passed where my parents were when they had us and were stressing over life and what not. It was sad. But, I was proud of my friend. He had grown into the man. It's weird to see us all together. Different from the times we would pile into his car for the ride home. Or a quick drive to McDonalds for lunch. Or remember the times he & his girlfriend would ride together. It's cool. But, I remember... his dad. And it was bittersweet... I tend to avoid crowds if I can. It's much harder. I feel I am my parents... I hope I don't ever avoid my childrens events. I appreciated that from my "Uncle Mel." No matter what... he and auntie were at all the rager parties of my friend with all us 30-something people. LOL! Chillin' I will miss him.

Then in the same week... my high school buddy, Stephen died. It would have been our 20 year HS reunion this year. How sad? He was a great guy.

June 28, 2008

Scrapping Again - Getting my scrapgroove back!

This is for me. Scrapping. That and sewing.
Oh... ya baby! I'm back on track. I've pretty much stopped scrapbooking... cold. Really... I needed a break. I've been scrapbooking for years.... then lost perspective... lost my MOJO. I didn't know how to moderate. Plus, with activities going on for the kids and graduations... yada yada yada... you know... LIFE HAPPENS! I needed to step back. Well, I pretty much stepped out. I just had no time for what I use to make time for... which was scrapbooking. I do have other interests and I really wanted to devote to my coaching for sports. So, I am doing this. What overwhelmed me was all the LOVELY, WONDERFUL clubs that I had subbed to and all the wonderfulness of all the products of it all. Plus, I wasn't organizing it all because I was really scared to see it all and see all that I had accumulated and see that it really did take over. Scary! Mwaaaaaaaaahhahaha! Yes... I have made time for therapy for myself. LOL! Letting go and just living! Well, I found some layouts that I had finished awhile back which I scrapped over the year here n' there through out the past year of 2008.

Okay... It's been awhile since I've SCRAPPED FOR OTHERS! I'm always insecure. It's different working with pictures. I love just making books and they fill in the blanks. LOL! I scrap as if it were for myself. Well, my client was pleased. Well, my client was crying. This is a good sign that I did my job. If they cry, I have portrayed her memories in true form. It was a true 12X12 album. I quit counting at 20 pages. I had a total of 50 pages. I did pocket pages and hidden journaling. Some stapling here n' there. It was a very manly book, as Chris said. But, he said... it was very good. It wasn't too girly for this young man. LOL! It was an informal assignment. No contracts! Just don't give me repercussions I say. It was for her nephew for his HS Graduation. Sad to say... I thought I would be able to make a substantial dent in my supplies. But, just adhesive and my label maker broke. =) Dh says... its a good sign when things break... because it means I'm getting good use. =( I said it puts me behind and hold up production. LOL! Anyhow... I will upload later on. I'll be working on my daughter's graduation album for me. =) Oh... and working on the birthday pages and my 80's album. LOL!

P.S. Sky update: Still white overcast... hopefully the sun won't be orange.

June 26, 2008

EMOTIONALLY

Ack! I wake up with my heart pounding like it's huge and about to explode. Sometimes, it feels like I have bad heartburn.

I am PMs-ING this week. It sucks! I seems to be the time when everyone gets really brutally honest with me. It's like I have RADAR that says "MESS WITH ME!"  But, everyone does. I read this great list from one of my friends on a scrapbook group it says - THINGS TO DO TODAY! 1) Get up, 2) Survive 3) Go back to bed.

I went to group  therapy for Teen Stress Group for Adrianne. It was pointless. I got slammed for being demanding and critical. I can't talk to Chris about it. I got slammed when I came home. Chris had a softball game. It was a jam packed day. Plus, the cost of gas is so high. I always feel alone and un-loved.

Sex... is not love. It's an itch that my husband gets relieved. I'm talking about that human contact that sustains you. I give unconditionally to my husband. My poor children... they don't see that kind of love of affection and closeness. They see detachment and anger. The rudeness and bluntness associated when you don't care about someone. You treat them rudely. Like a needy and forgiving person. I take the crap. For better or for worse, right? It just keeps getting worse. I was just done the other day. Chris continuing to call me weak when he yells at me like a kid because I was in a group meeting which ran over. But, there was time. I had my cell phone off and turne it on as soon as I could. When he's at that point of anger, there is just no reason. All I could or can do ever is to cry. I am always in the wrong. I hate it.

I hate my life for my mother being a depressed and repressed person and passing it down. I am hating my life for always putting my chin up and husband telling me that I suck. His mother is Mrs. Perfect. She's so perfect that  when I allowed her to clean up my kitchen she threw away pots and pans without matching pots & pans together. I have pots without lids because she threw it out.

I don't have money to keep RE-BUYING stuff. I just want to do some stuff for myself. But, my crap is all over the place.

The one person I want to spend time with can't stand spending time with me - my husband. There's too many barriers. I'm just rebuilding that wall back up because I'm in a world of hurt.

It's bad enough that my husband doesn't respect me really as a wife. I mean what man forgets about mother's day. I'm still really bent about it. Yes... he took me out with the kids to go over his grandmother's house. But, really... it was another day for him to sleep in. I still cooked breakfast because I was hungry and tired of hoping he would wake up and be thoughtful. I mean... it was my day. I don't want to go to a spa. I mean it speaks volumes about how much hate and disgust he has for me. Can a gal sink any lower?

He's still holding a grudge for me running up debt and him bailing me out. So, he has detached himself. I can never really make the kind of money and still be there for our kids to pay back MY debt. I just want no material things really. I just want for him to love me. I'm always crying. I love myself enough to wake up each day and try to move on. Is God really this unkind? How much suffering do I need? HOw much heartache?

I wish he would just grab my hand to hold and cherish.
I wish he would just hug me... impulsively.
I wish he would just kiss me like he was in love with me like the first day.
I wish he would just not criticize me for all the things I can't do.

He says he believed in me. But, he doesn't anymore. He has nothing nice to say to me...everyday... outside of thanks for making breakfast or thanks for making my food. My middle child gets her honesty and sarcasm from him. She is a great kid and I get upset at her. I had mexican food tonight and she made a comment about my breath. I snapped and told her to go to bed. She can't help being rude. She learns it from her dad & I. I'm strange... I sleep with the TV on because I feel like someone is there watching over me, talking to me, and just there.

Okay... I will go back to hugging my youngest child. Good night!

June 23, 2008

Girls of Summer!

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So, these are my loves of my life. My little 8U softball team. I have 12 little girls that are just the best. We had so much fun. We traveled to Redwood City to play in an 8U tournament. It was totally awesome. We did pretty good for our first showing 2-2 in a two day/ 4 game guarantee tournament. Not bad!

June 10, 2008

Reflections of Late - My stress!

As I read blogs from HS Graduates and look back at my life, I see gratitude. A whole lot of it.  I see... kids who say... thanks mom & dad for everything. Thanks for putting up with me. Please let me go and don't be sad that I'm going away to college. I apprecate all that you've done for me. Yadda! Yadda! Yadda!

In an intimate conversation with my eldest, who graduated, she asked her step-father and I to quit comparing her to her friends that are going off into the world or have common sense to push forward with their lives into the next step - COLLEGE. This child is not a multi-tasker. She cannot juggle things in her life. She cannot cope. I gave her the world. And she keeps trying to take and take and keep on taking.

Mind you... my eldest daughter is a stellar scholar. She's just lacking in common sense. The street smarts to stay alive. For example, I threw her a graduation party. It was overheard by her God Parents that she was actually contemplating leaving her party to hang out with her class mates at a nearby park. Leave a house full of people - mainly family and family friends, to hang out with friends, at a park. Second example, all throughout her party as she recieved gifts from well wishers, she dropped hints that she is looking for a computer laptop or that she ought to have one.  Third example, she tells her friends that she is so appreciative about her party; but, she can't show that she is thankful. Well, why not? Why the hell not? I am on my hands and knees before and after her party cleaning and prepping. Her step-father and I are cleaning and prepping afterwards. She does not get out of her room either way. I was up at the crack of dawn cleaning and scrubbing. She's known about this party. She has sent out invitations in which I reminded her about or to do. There was no initial foresight for her to do this party. So, I took it upon myself and scheduled and planned. She didn't clean the bathroom until I reminded her. I had to do day of grocery shopping and still came home to prep. I never sat down for 18 hours helping out and prepare. I got no thank you until after the fact. After the fact that her step-father said something to her about, Your welcome for the day. The appreciation POP lost it's fizz.   

Adrianne doesn't plan. If she does, everything is last minute. She looks for democracy. She tries to get everyone to agree. She likes to please. So, when she does plan, everything is last minute or down to the wire. When I planned her grad party, months in advanced because I saw that this needed to be done. Three weeks prior to the party, she asks if we can reschedule the party because 1 (one) of her friends might not be able to make it. Mind you... she asked if I had told anyone about the party. To me, anyone is not family. I've mentioned to key family members the date. I was done... I had to stay firm on the date because we have scheduled other events around this GRAD party. This lack of foresight comes from her lack of confidence in herself. Lack of involvement with others socially. Ack!

She is not ready for anything. She came back to living with me after being with her father for 5 years. These were the formative years of her life. She's reclusive. She internalizes her feelings. She never comes out of her room because she is busy with her homework then myspacing or on the phone for hours on end with her boyfriend who is in Arizona. She knows everything about him and she wants to be with him. But, she knows nothing about herself and she is scared. Being scared, it's understandable. It's a big world out there and she hid from it by being in her books and on the phone. But, this is what I get?

For Adrianne to be a great scholar, she has no concept of what a college unit is. She had no idea of how to fill out a job application. I encouraged her to fill out college applications of which she really didn't care to do. These things... she should be asking her friends to help her with all along. She's behind. These things don't matter.

Before her school year started back here in Elk Grove, I asked her to get a job. Sure... no prob.. I will were my answers. Help out... be responsible... value the dollar. Nope! Every summer... she would be home glued to her myspace and when I asked her to see her friends... she would wait until the very last minute because plans were all ready made with her friends with their work or summer school. My daughter would just chill with AP summer work and badger about when do WE (as our family) go on vacation. She had no goals, to aspirations, nothing. Didn't care to visit extended family... her dad's side or what not... just lay there and veg. Rendered useless. Dead weight. I can't even trust her to watch or look out for her sisters because she was constantly on the phone.

I have always wanted her to take summer classes... practice on driving. She had no aspirations to do so and would never ask. Why when she was with her father did she never ask? She seems so contemplative. She seems so complacent. Ask her what she wanted to be when she grew up and she would say... I don't know. Looking back, she really meant it.

I should be thankful that she even washes dishes. This is a major chore of mine that she took over that was my usual job in the house. I wish, I could say she had a job to go to to make it tiring to wash dishes. But, she doesn't. Her tiring job is fighting with her boyfriend long distance in AZ on the phone.

We've enabled her to have this relationship because she had nothing else in her life. When she went to live with her dad, she showed no interest in any outside activities unless they were in school. She didn't care to get involved or hang out with friends. Her phone was her lifeline. In the past, it was her lifeline to me. No prob. I got busy and started living again after she was gone from me for three years. It took me that long to move on with my life. I went through the motions.

I see that her boyfriend is the biggest thing in her life. I understand. It's why I pushed her to develop herself. Do things for herself? I've made no secret of what I've wanted for Adrianne my daughter. In fact, I was chastized for it from my ex-husband. I want her to go to a four year university. I want her to be a productive civil servant to society. I want her to eventually get married and have kids. Somewhere, in there, I want her to find her way to a job and learn how to drive.

How can I not compare? I would send this girl to any four year university/college of her desire. I would do anything for this child except continue to enable her in her ways. When I think of my daughter, I get disillusioned. My faith in the world is bleak. I have to compare that all that I have felt is not in vain. Her step-dad and I have had grand visions and hopes for her. Yet, she can't figure out how to register for school. She can't  figure out where to go on campus or not. I can not let her stay in my house any longer because she is not driven. Her attempts to look for a job NOW... after graduation, is null to void. It's too late. Her registering for summer school was or is not a thought. It's all because it would interfere with her phone time and vacation time to schedule with her boyfriend. He is not the blame. He is but an obstacle.

Finding herself, it is the problem. She has hidden in her boyfriend. She has her core of girlfriends. But, they are all going off and making something of themselves. I dont' care if they are going to a JC or not. She's just not driven. This is my sadness. I feel fooled. I can sort of see where her step-mother and father can say she was ungrateful. She won't follow up with them for HER stuff.

This is my stress! God help me!

May 01, 2008

Rendered Useless!

WOW! Time has trully flown. 4 more weeks and school will be out for everyone... and Adrianne will be graduating. I think I will be rendered useless.
I can't believe it. She will be going to Sac State.

We had a Senior Parent Night meeting. Did you know... extra tix will cost $5.00. How crazy is that? Gone are the days to just turn in extra tickets, get on a list, and they will disburse.

Next week will be Senior Ball for her. We're making her dress. Ack! Yes.. Well, that's kindda crazy. Her first made dress by me. It's been years... since I've sewn my own prom dress. I'm sure, I'll be fine.

Did you know that.... 20 years ago? I was graduating myself. She wasn't even dreamed of or thought of for another 2 years later from when I graduated.

I've gone through a lot of heart ache with and for this child. And am still going through some at this time... I find it hard to scrap. I find it hard to scan photos. I find it hard to believe that her father is still so bitter after all this time and still blames me for EVERYTHING and is still working through Adrianne to hurt her and me. My poor child doesn't deserve this... she has worked so hard. And my ex-husband still says it's not about money.

My ex-husband has this condition that unless Adrianne is not under his jurisdiction - roof or establishment, then she doesn't deserve his financial help for college. This poor child recieved an EMAIL which was classic. He sarcastically went on and on about random stuff. Then finally, he put in his email... like mother like daughter... you only contact me if it's related to money. I really have no words to say about him. This man went on and on about how he would help with college when the time came. Well, it just really sucks when your... "I TOLD YOU SO." really happens... more than once in this life time.

LEt me tell you... this poor girl... had some inklings... but, never in her wildest dreams could she imagine how trully callus her dad could be. This past year... she would email to say hi... call on their birthdays....  Let me tell you... Adrianne never called on the birthdays of her sisters while she lived with her father for 5 years...ever. When I called her all the time in the beginning when she went to go live with her dad, I was hassled that she's in good hands by my ex-husband. Forget the fact that I had been unseparated from her for 8 years. 

He got what he wanted. He moved Adrianne every year of her high school career to advance his career goals with Bank of America and to stop child support because he had physical custody. Granted... I was still allowed child  support because I still had a percentage of physical custody time. This was the only thing hanging on to allowing me guaranteed time to see her. Let me tell you... in good faith many times, I did concede. In the end, my daughter trully saw what her dad was out for which was himself.

Life is too short! It's sad that he was in town and made all these promises to her that he would take her to see his side... blah! blah! blah! He never called to say he couldn't make it... he never called to follow up with her. It took her follow up email to get a... oh... I'm sorry... we got caught up in packing... blah! blah! blah! My poor girl will take awhile to realize that this is trully how her father is... a jerk!

All I have to say... if life was so good with him... my daughter would have never left him to come home to me.   

April 14, 2008

Getting back on track!

Well, it trully has been awhile since I've written here. I've tried writing in here a bunch of times. Either someone was on the puter or I was just too tired to sit up and type my feelings or what's up.  It's spring time. And we know what time of year that is for our household... time for some spring ball. Yes... It's hard to believe it's been about 6 mos. I know it's been six mos because I picked up a part time regular job in October after Winterball. I figured... cool... work at the department store... get some discounts... LOL! In Jan., I got picked up a regular gig at the school district. It still works around the girls and school. So, it's all good. I then had two jobs and still trying to maintain the household and wifey duties. Ack! I finally let go of my department store because my softball gig came back into play.  Anyhow... I'm back on mom status.  Lots happening and coming up. Adrianne is about to graduate. We're on senior ball alert. Weeeee! I've got a lot of catching up to do on my blog. TAke care, Barb

March 06, 2008

It's been awhile!

As I write this, I am not looking at when was my last post. I have been tremendously busy. There have been a lot of changes. I don't know where to begin.

I miss posting and will get into the swing of things, again. Soon!

I'll make a list of stuff to talk about. Until then, just me! B

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