Thoughts of today
Day four of vacation time and I’m enjoying myself alot. I haven’t done much then sit at home and enjoy some peace and quiet. I have plans of escaping to Washington next week to see BG and go to the county fair up there. It will be fun.
I asked my mom on Sunday how my babies were doing. She goes, “What babies? You mean those half grown kids that got off the plane, with one of them taller then me?” I had to chuckle. My son has grown alot since last Novemeber when she saw them last. I’m told that all of my family is surprised by how big the kids are.
The Spud’s birthday is this sunday. He’ll be 12 years old. Which for Mormons is a big deal. All male members start holding the priesthood at age 12. He’ll be set apart as a deacon when he returns from arizona. I’m excited for him, but also nervous. As my children grow in the gospel, and as they face each new challenge and change in the church, my burden of responsiblity grows. It’s a welcome burden, but I’m very conscience that I don’t feel adequate to the job. Children do teach you just how little one knows in life. I wouldn’t have it any other way either. Keeps one grounded.
There’s alot of Talk lately on the Blogger’s forum and on Orblogs about a oregon bloggers convention. This is a good idea, I think. It’s been interesting to see the interest and the ideas. I hope to be involved in this. So far, things seem to be streamlining so that it’s not a cluttered event. Which kills conventions as much as anything else.
I’m still in limbo with DM…I’ve been given much advice about just dropping his butt into the nearest ignore bin. But I can’t do that. Something inside me says not to break contact. I’ve learned the last year to trust my instincts and so I haven’t. I, of course, haven’t heard from him since friday. My instincts also tell me to be cautious with BG….which having only known him for a month is standard operating procedure. Visiting him next week will give me more of a clue to who he is. Talking with him everyday is certainly nice, but I refuse to gets hopes up to anything yet, even if he is Mormon. *chuckles* Men are such shmoozers, and I’ve had enough of it this last year that I don’t fall for it anymore. We learned THAT lesson long ago. However, it’s fun to enjoy even if I don’t believe any of it.
