This week I (in no particular order) finished an embroidered wall hanging for part of my friends wedding gift, picked out songs for a mix cd as another part of their gift, visited the craft store to pick up supplies, cooked pretty much every meal every day, ironed, cleaned, cleaned, cleaned, played with The Bean, worked, attended a lovely wedding (where we spent a good portion of the night running around after The Bean and checking in on Little Miss and the friend she made), celebrated my fiance's cousins birthday, visited my grandmother and uncle, hung out with my brother twice, went to a tag sale and visited with my girlfriend, got a few hours of sleep and *deep breath*... I think that about covers it. Hello, run-on sentence. My, oh my, it was a busy week.
In more detail, our friend from an old job got married on Saturday. She was absolutely stunning. Literally breathtaking. And she was just glowing from happiness. I am so happy for her, too. It's so wonderful when you are able to see your friends so happy. Her husband is very nice. I've met him twice, both times briefly. But he just seems to adore her. He seems down to earth and funny.
The tag sale was something my grandmother told me about. It was at her church. She gave me a flyer and it said that everything was brand new and still had tags on it, and everything was $1. There was no way I could pass that up. And I couldn't go without telling my good friend about it. So we met up there as soon as they opened in hopes of getting the best grabs. Well, we certainly were shocked when we got there before they even opened and saw the hoard of people inside ravaging through the items which, apparently, were only mens clothes size large and up. What a severe disappointment. And at that, it was poorly set up and very very small. It was supposed to be two days, but I didn't know how they were going to have enough items for the second day. We were there for 20 minutes and it seemed almost everything was already gone. That being said, all the items were new and everything was only $1. I got Jay 10 sweaters and she got her husband 4 or 5 things including a nice summer blazer. Originally I was considering going both days but changed my mind upon arrival on the first day. Outside of the lack of options, those people were vultures! I could hardly believe their behavior. This is why I could never survive Black Friday. Though I do still wonder if they had different items on the second day. Oh well.
Speaking of Black Friday, can you believe that some stores already have Christmas items up? Some even since August! Which serves its purpose in making you realize that you need to start holiday shopping soon. I enjoy getting my holiday presents early to alleviate stress, but it does seem that they offer such good deals during the holidays so it almost pays to wait. I can't figure out which is better. Way in advance, or last minute. On the topic of gifts, Little Miss and The Bean's birthdays are in 4 weeks. Little Miss finally mentioned something she wants for her birthday. And wouldn't you know, I can't remember what she said. And I think we may get The Bean a tricycle or one of those attachments for the front of our bikes so we can all go on bike rides.
My last entry was about my father. I haven't spoken to him since, unfortunately. It is difficult to get in touch with him and he told me his phone was out of minutes as well, but I haven't called either. I have been doing a lot of thinking about him, his situation and my situation. I feel obligated to step up and do something. He is my father after all. I honestly cannot think of another way to help him other than moving up there. I spoke with a few people I trust to get some feedback. And the unanimous response was that I am not responsible for him and that he has to help himself. I cannot fix his situation and should actually NOT help him so that he can learn to take care of himself. The truth is, he has never taken care of himself. For nearly 30 years, my mother took care of him. And with her gone, he doesn't know what to do. In theory, I wouldn't mind moving closer to him. Maybe have an agreement with him about watching The Bean so I could work and paying him for his time. It would not only help build a relationship between the two of them, and our relationship as well, but also help him financially. And it would help me because then I wouldn't have to worry about pre-school/day care. I wouldn't want to settle there, but there are some affordable housing options and some good jobs nearby. I do prefer upstate over Long Island. But... all of this is in theory. And if I don't plan on settling there, it almost seems like a waste of time, money and effort since, when we do move where we want to settle, all of it will be for naught. Put in the situation, I don't know that it would be nearly as picture perfect as it sounds. And it's not that I expect life to be picture perfect. But my dad and I don't usually get along when we see each other often. I can't imagine it going well for very long. So I've entertained the idea for about a week, and will keep it in the back of my mind, but I think the chances of it happening are slim to none. My cousin had an idea to get him to start a bank account and then my brothers and myself could each deposit say $25 a month to help him out. I would do it, though I don't know about my brothers, but I can't trust my dad to spend it wisely. So I am extremely apprehensive about just giving him money. For fathers day I had attempted to give him a gift card to his local supermarket, but it never came in the mail. I am thinking of maybe just sending him food here and there, if he would ever give me his mailing address.
On a more positive note, I am doing more reading. And I have several books on my list to read. Right now I am reading The Help. I saw a preview for the movie and desperately wanted to read the book. I was so busy the last couple of days that I didn't have any chance to read and I felt like another piece was missing. Between not writing for a week and not reading for a few days, my life is off track. There are so many things I want to do, but I can't squeeze it in. I need to make something by special request from Jay's mom for Jay's cousins son. She asked me weeks ago and I still haven't started. Yikes! But how can I work, write, read and sew at the same time? Forget about trying to get anything done when I am home. I am lucky if I can do the dishes or some laundry while it's just me and The Bean. I have to fight the urge to nap with him in order to get anything done; and I could really use those naps considering I don't get more than a couple of hours of sleep a night. And I do adore snuggling him and watching him sleep. He is so beautiful. It really makes me so happy just to look at him, especially when he is peaceful. He is such a funny kid, too. I laugh so much with him. Honest laughter, too. Which is so nice. I love being able to be myself all the time with him. He's not looking to be impressed. He just loves being with me, which is really what makes my world turn.
Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love,
Emily
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