a mixed bag of stuff

one of my good friend's mother died today. she was walking across the street and was hit by a car. although my friend's grandparents raised her, it's still devastating. the woman was only 3 years older than me. makes you realize how quickly life can be taken from you. i can't imagine what my friend is going through. times like these make you feel so inept. there's nothing i can do to make it better or change what happened and when people say just be there for them? what does that mean? consoling someone who's grieving is the most hopeless feeling there is.

my mother's day, as i said, was awesome. it's a difficult day for the hubs, though he doesn't say so, since his mom died. the only comment he made was that he wished he could call her. because of his prodding we did stop in to visit my mom sunday. it was fine. honestly i don't know why i made such a big deal over NOT going over there. it was the passive agressiveness in me i think. like, i will punish you for being a suck ass mother by not coming to see you on a day i totally know you want me to come and see you on. we didn't spend a lot of time there so it did not take away from my day and the rest of my day was pretty near perfect.

we also visited my grandma sunday. the girl is as tall as my grandma. granted, my grandma MIGHT be 4'5", but still. it's so depressing visiting her. i know she's lonely, but she has isolated herself really. she's never been one to call or visit (she can't now cos she can't drive, but even when she could she didn't). she tells the same stories about me every single time i see her.

i am painfully unaware of so very much on the web. this twitter thing. ok, i signed up for it but honestly, i haven't the foggiest idea of how to use it or what it's for. i made a my space page once just so i could get on there to look at my brother's. it's just floating out there because it was too much for me to think about. facebook? i don't even know what that is. flicker? i know it's photo sharing something or another but honestly, i don't want just anyone to be able to see my photos. i do it the old fashioned way and just email them to people.

the new lawnmower i got a month ago? started smoking this weekend. badly. for no reason. the hubs and my bro took it back to the orange behemoth store and had some words with them and they finally took it back and gave us a new one.

the end of the school year is quickly approaching and man do they pack a lot of stuff in at the end. field days and picnics and assemblies and lions and tigers and bears ohmy. the boy even has a field trip yet to go. really? sheesh. and then there's the girl's fifth grade graduation. we didn't have such a thing when i was in fifth grade. people, do you REALIZE what a fucking basket case cry baby i will be on june 10th? i can't even talk about it. she's getting cleavage for god's sake. ok, if she squeezes her arms together it's cleavage, but holy shit, really? i can't deal.

it has been somewhat of a baby week for me this week. monday i had lunch w/ a girl who used to work in my office. her daughter will be two in august and she can already count to 10. i was dumbfounded. the baby also (literally) says ooohhhh when she sees jewelry. she's definitely her mother's daughter. today donut and i had lunch at my friend broad's house. broad also works but her hubs stays home with their little boy. omg, that boy, i just want to eat him up. he will be three in august. bluest eyes you've ever seen and he's just too cute. i heart him and want to snuggle him every time i see him. one day this week i'm going to see my niece at lunch. puddin will be a month old (how the hell did that slip by so quickly) on thursday. my SIL sent me some pictures of her this week and holy crap she's cute. actually, one of the pics looks like one of my baby pics. ; )

they boy has segued from star wars to the indiana jones movies. thank you harrison (hottie) ford. did you realize he's 66? harrison, not the boy. funny, 66 doesn't seem quite so old these days. plus he still looks awesome. so now the boy has pretty much abandoned the 20 kabillion lightsabers and dressing up as darth vadar and traded them in for a whip (it's cloth, from tarjay but when you flick it it makes a whip noise) and he's searching for an indiana jones hat. oy vey that boy has a one track mind. (much like his father). interestingly enough the boy also says he now wants to be an archaeologist. why did he forsake star wars for indy? "cos star wars isn't real." his words. i explained that neither was indy. he said, but it COULD be. mmmmm

i know this is a rambling all over the map post but that's just a sampling of how my brain works. hey, grab someone you love and hug them (or do the nasty if they'll let you) cos you never know if this is your last day.