new blog

I started a new blog. This one is over, I think. It seems to have served it's purpose. Being an infertile stepmom isn't really much of my reality today, even though I am still both. The new blog is about life while waiting for a transplant. It might not be as funny as this one, it will probably be as whiny, though.
If you want the new blog address, just ask in the comments or send me an email, most of my readers know how to get in touch with me by now.
Thanks everyone who has stuck with me through the years.

Funnies

I know, everyone in the world thinks their kid/grandkid is the funniest thing on earth. Here's my contributions to the contest:

Josh is 5, Gavin is 8

Josh: I caught a big fish once, I don't know what kind it was, I think it was a tarantula fish or something

"Mimi, why do you want to go to a meeting when you are having so much fun with your grandchildren"...Josh

Josh: Gavin, your wii trainer is funny looking
Me: well, yours was a girl
Gavin: yeah, burn.......
Josh: so....she was kind of hot

D said he could beat them at wii golf because he had skills.
Gavin: "no way"
Josh: "yeah, Gavin, I'm beating pawpaw does have some mad skillz"

Birth

Tonight I got to watch my grandson being born. It was the most amazing and weird experience of my life. I'm so honored that T. let me be a part of his birth.
What made it even more amazing is that D's ex wife and her "wife" were there and we all got along wonderfully. Apparently the talk she had with the kids before D jr's wedding really got through to her. She even handed baby Noah right to me after she and her partner got their turns holding him.
I have witnessed two deaths in my lifetime, they changed how I view the world and I think Noah's birth will, too.

Intervention

I just had to have N's girlfriend come over and take the Blue Bell Groom's Cake ice cream I bought out of the house. I'm powerless over ice cream and my weight will become unmanageable.

Bitter

D jr. got married Saturday. They had a photo montage of the bride and then the groom. There was exactly one picture of D jr. with his father and none at all of me. They used his graduation pictures that WE paid for and one from the cruise that WE paid for but we, apparently didn't count enough to be in the slide show.
But, wait, it gets worse. I got the brilliant idea to get them a room at the new Omni for their wedding night, since they weren't having a honeymoon. D checked with his son first, he said that would be wonderful. Pre-paid for a premier room, strawberries and champagne. D must have asked his son a hundred times "son, you're sure you'll use the room?", so much so that I was getting irritated.
Guess what? They got to drunk and didn't go to the hotel, they passed out in the room his bride's parents got for the bridal party. Nice way to flush $217.00 down the toilet.

if at first you don't suceed

try throwing some butter at him

D & I got into yet another argument on Sunday, about his diet. I got so mad, I threw a package of butter at him and said "here, here's lunch"

Since then, we've joined a gym, worked out 3 nights in a row, even tried a water aerobics class and he's eating much, much better. He's like a new man.
If only I'd known, I'd have thrown butter at him a lot sooner

I don't get it

D and I just got back from Mexico last week
D has a compromised immune system
and yet, I am not rushing to the store to stockpile supplies, buying hand sanitizer and face masks by the dozen
I just don't get why everyone is panicking

Statistically, I'm more likely to get killed on my way to work than to die of this flu. Yet, I drive to work every single day, along with millions of others. No one is panicking about that, are they?
What purpose does it serve to freak out?

email from my boss

I emailed him from Cozumel, he's very new to emails, usually I do all his correspondence for him
here was the reply he sent, which I just got when I got home

With this address, I am not sure this a mystery admirer from Cozumel or my valued ssistant on vacation. I will assume it is you and I am happy to hear that yall are having a great time. All is well here as I am now bidding XXXXX (top secret job). I will be looking forward to your return because I do not like typing and besides it is not the same without you. Say hello to D and I hope all of you have the best time ever.

is that not the sweetest?