Day 186

So turns out that shooting with good "form" killed my neck.  The residual nerve pain is making me grumpy.  I don't meet with my PT until next Thursday and it looms in the distance.  Sorry, I don't mean to complain.  C rocked it in his "tall tale" competition this evening.  He looked like a little man as he performed.  He was in his element and even little C was into all the stories of the other children.  I'm so proud of him.

Day 185

Wowza.  The party never ends here at the firehouse.  I've been really busy thinking about writing and visualizing actual writing and that's generally after I've gone to sleep.  I've been talking about my novel and offering to lend it out to others who may want to edit it.  I even had a power lunch discussing it which amounted to eating a turkey sandwich at Gandalfo's and having S tell me to get off my...you get the picture.  I think with T home for a while, I've used the shift in scheduling as an excuse, but I'm repenting and getting back on the stick.

This weekend we stayed at my FIL's new house down south.  I may have made him laugh once using the term, "big boobs," and those of you who know the drill know that somewhere a pig achieved lift off.  Later he was greatly disappointed in my "form" as we went target shooting, but I may have made headway my friends,  and give me another 15 years and we may become BFFs.   I wish...


I really do.

Day 184

I call her Rita...

Picked this little lady up at Plato's and couldn't bear to see her on the rack for another minute.  She and I were made for each other.   I wore her today just on a random Monday.  Perhaps I should have chosen some amazing party to have her make her debut, but visiting teaching works too...

Day 183

I feel like a good mom today.  I was contacted by a woman with a gifted son who was meeting up with another woman with a gifted son and they asked to meet up with C and I.  So having met neither of them in person, C and I ended up in a Mini Cooper convertible going up a beautiful canyon up north.  One mother is a lawyer from Long Island, one is a bombs specialist from Maine and they have done expansive research for their kids.  I am only beginning the journey, but I watched all three boys play and find fossils in the foothills and discuss things that are way over my head and I saw how happy C was.  I rode in the back of an old pickup through pockmarked dirt roads and climbed and descended a mountain today and I mean literally as we hunted for fossils.  It was a complete adventure.  I had no idea what to expect, only that I needed to reach out and see what the world holds for my boy.  It's a bigger world than I realized.

Day 182

Good news:  My computer is now working.
Bad news: T is now not working.

I've had several opportunities to perfect my reaction to this news.  I've been angry, fearful, shocked, relieved, stunned, etc. etc. etc.  Now on this eighth time I admit I'm still reacting like I'm underwater, but I'm just going to choose faith.  I'm still breathing, the dishes still need to be done, C needs to meet with someone who costs $350 an hour and it's almost funny because this is the craziest possible time for that, but the Lord is in charge and I'm not.  And I've done upset and freaked out.  It's time to try something new. 

Day 181

Great weekend.  Just what I needed.  Able to recharge my batteries. 
A guy in my Mat Class wore his T-shirt that said, "Watch out, or you'll end up as a character in my next novel."  I gotta get me one of those shirts.  T ordered a new motherboard so hopefully it will come sometime this week and I can access my writing again. 

Day 180

I tried to post late last night, but blogger was down for some reason.  I wrote today as I recorded all the details I could observe about the five cars of undercover police officers packing heat on my tiny circle.  I won't go into too many details,  but let's just say as a mom of two young kids I had my eye on the proceedings pretty carefully.  I may even utilize it for a future story.   I am so nosy and was going to take a walk, but when I saw all the action literally happening outside my front door, I parked myself right down and started writing. 

I have voiced my concerns about C recently and have found some valuable resources through some parents who are dealing with the same issues.  We are going to get him tested and we have tentatively set up a meeting with some other families in a few weeks.  There are a lot more options out there than I realized and I had a very enlightening conversation with a woman today who was able to provide me with a lot of answers.   I realize that I am being very cryptic in the information I provide, but let's just say that my son has really struggled these past few months and T and I realize that we need to be more proactive.  I hesitate to mention it because I think sometimes it seems like I am talking about my really smart son who I am testing for giftedness and it would probably seem like that would just be a good thing, but it is a lonely road for him and the frustration is starting to leak into all aspects of his life. 

I know the Lord is mindful of him though and I feel like he is answering our prayers and providing some answers.