Boring shmoring
July 31, 2007 – 1:04 amYeah that’s what I am. Boring. Bored. Ask me what I did today. I took a nap. By the time the thought of going to the beach poppd into my head it was much too hot to even be out there. So we didn’t go. School is back in session, so the beaches should be less crowded. Maybe Wednesday. We’v been walking down to the pool, which is so much easier, but now that school is in session there’s a modified schedule going on this week. Let me tell you it was HOT today. It sucked so bad. But the beach wasn’t calling, despite the whines of the kids, I just didn’t have it in me to lug all the crap out (unscheduled) and get all the sand up in the bits.
I haven’t been taking much in the department of photos either. Not even candids of the kids around the house. I suck. I’m telling you. There’s just been stuff weighing on my mind lately and has my mind preoccupied.
Oh and as if N’s birthday didn’t creep up on me. There’s 3 birthdays fast approaching, mom’s at the end of the week. Another of which is my own and I’m in that mode again where it could be a day to come and go and I’d be PERFECTLY fine about it. Lilman’s is right after mine and with the way he’s been acting. OY! Let’s just say he’s walking a thin line with me everyday and he isn’t the pleasant child he was before. OY! He OVERpushes the buttons and one day I might just snap. He’s had his Nintendo DS revoked from him a number of times, he better hope that he shapes up soon b/c the way he’s been, he soon won’t be getting it back until we get back home.
With the birthdays, comes the missing and thinking of my dad. And a celebration that he will be missing. I know I don’t talk about it much here, I’m really a rather private person especially about my feelings. But it sucks, being here and he’s not here. Driving places that he showed us first. His quirky little routes to and from places. Meals that he would enjoy. Lil things the lilmiss does that would send him into a bout of tears, of Joy of course. Saving my son from the wrath of his mother and telling me to ease up on him. It just really sucks.
Like I’ve said I’ve got a ton weighing on my mind as of late. Of all the places to be on a birthday, yes I’m in Hawaii and I honestly wouldn’t want to be anywhere else, but there’s all that ICK and YUCK and BLAH in my life that’s preventing me from truly enjoying it.
I never thought I would get sick of them and I’m not yet, but I’m this close! Mangos EVERYWHERE. It’s no wonder people here in Hawaii leave them to fall off the trees and just rot on the ground. And makes you wonder if the birds are sick of ‘em too b/c they’re not eating ‘em either. Heh!
And then as my niece and I were walking back to the car to unload the bags, I stepped off a rather high curb and my ankle decided to give out on me. AUWE! I think it’s punishment for me for deciding to jaywalk instead of using the crosswalks. The asphalt was hot and gritty. My knee was all bloody and thankfully I had some bandaids in my purse. Yellow ones with ducks on them. Ahahah! No wonder when we went into the 99 cent store everyone was looking at my banged up knees with the yellow bandages. I probably called attention to myself with the limping too. The scapes you see there without the bandages on them BURN like crazy and the matching ones on my other legs burn as well. My ankle feels like it might break at any moment from the slightest wrong movement. Lovely, eh?
When I left for Hawaii back in March, I wasn’t able to watch “my shows” like I was used to. And then when I finally was able to, I couldn’t get into them.
So we’re walking the aisle of Paci.fic Su.per in Wai.pahu and N yells out “WO.WO.WEE!!!!