The Quiet and Calm After the Storm

The weekend has been so nice. No phone calls. No noise. No drama. Other than the latest from Joyce it is all good. We all know how it is going to end for Tanya, but she is making that choice. She has been told on multiple occasions by many people to seek therapy or she would keep making these choices. She chose not to do that and continue on her road. Too bad she has to take her children down it. But she is pretty self-centered. Doesn't seem to care how scared her kids are. And we have no control over it. And so we say about that whole situation...

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,

The courage to change the things I can,

And the wisdom to know the difference.

Random Thoughts

I love how independent Audrie is becoming. I love how she can dress herself, get her own shoes on, and buckle herself in her carseat. She tries really hard to do her own diaper.

I wonder if Doug feels old. This mountain bike accident really took a toll and is taking him awhile to heal up. The older we get the longer that takes. I know I was about his age when I started feeling older in body. I've always been old in mind.

My friends and I were comparing notes and we like it when our kids are in jail. And that sounds so wrong, but for us it is true. We don't have to worry about that phone call that is coming telling us about an overdose, bad accident, or death in a ditch.

Dave and I decided we are still going to do a small garden this year. We remember when Audrie was the little man's age and how much we couldn't get done. I'll take a lot of weeds just to have some fresh corn and tomatoes.

It has been such a fantastic weekend. Got all my work done, watched a movie, played with the little kids, had no drama, and had great company. Very restful. Got to like that.

The week ahead doesn't look too busy. That will be nice. We must be settling in to a nice routine for the meantime. Maybe we'll shop for that television. :P

Must Be Good

So Joyce has now been told to stay out of Tanya's life. Just because she was worried about her grandchildren. Just like us. That winning man must be one super duper fantastic fuck. He sent messages to Doug telling him to stay out of all this. That riled Doug who fired back that he won't be told to stay out of his brother or his sister's lives. Tanya is so stupid. I just wish she would quit proving it. She now has no support system left because she cut everyone off. Even her best friends who she thought were great. The girls are scared and Tanya doesn't care. She is only looking out for herself. Very sad. And unfortunately there is nothing more we can do. There is nothing more Joyce can do. Really? OMFG. I kind of wish he would hurry up and tromp on her so he can be gone. Maybe that is next week, now that he has her totally isolated.

Fabulous Friday

What a great Friday. The little man and I had lunch with the ladies. He mostly slept, but then wooed them when he awoke and gave lots of toothless smiles.

Mom took us out for dinner. Audrie behaved pretty well. At least she didn't dine with anyone else tonight like she is prone to do on occasion. We've been planning this for awhile and it finally worked out. We had Mexican at our favorite local place, El Rancho Viejo.

After having the last two Fridays taken up with classes it was nice to have a day off with nothing that had to be done.

Talked with both of our sons today. One on the phone and the other via email and text. Mike of course wanted money. He didn't get it. Holding strong on that. He is back in jail for at least 60 days for a warrant. That was a choice he made. Doug is healing from his biking accident of a week ago.

It really was just a lovely non-stressful day.

Today

I am enjoying the pink showing on my flowering plum tree.

I am enjoying the peace that is this time of the morning.

I am playing footsie with the little man.

I am looking forward to lunch with my friends and boy do we have a lot to talk about.

I am contemplating a new TV.

I am basking in Dave's affections.

I feel better.

I am breathing.

I am practicing ahimsa and that includes calling the cops on my kid.

I am sending light and love to Elizabeth and Adrianna.

I am praying for recovery for all the addicts in my family.

I am powerless to make that happen.

I am lucky to be taking care of the best little kids.

I intend to clean house today and go through one more box.

I am living this moment.

Can't Condone

So Joyce called. She wanted Dave to call the cops because Tanya had come into her place of employment and had obviously been drinking. That translated into her boyfriend drinking also and then driving. Our child and his girlfriend/ex-girlfriend were with them and obviously high. She commented that it needed to be taken care of tonight and said our child was hitting his girlfriend. She wanted us to make sure the girls were safe after the other time when Tanya and her boyfriend came home drunk. So Dave called the girls and asked if they wanted to come here. Elizabeth said no and that her mom only drinks Pepsi at the bar. Yeah Right. I tried to call Cassie for almost half an hour and got no answer. Finally Tanya answered her phone and that seemed very strange to me. So I called 911 and explained as best I could. Cops went to Tanya's house. Mike and Cassie both denied any abuse going on. I'm sure Tanya backed them as that is what she told me when she called wanting to know what she did wrong in helping her brother that made us try and take her kids away. We weren't trying to take her kids away, but we were concerned for their safety. Too bad she isn't. So the cops couldn't do anything about the domestic violence, but Mike had a felony warrant and they took him on that. So in the end he isn't beating up on Cassie and he is back where he is safe. Safe from drugs and safe from Tanya and her boyfriend.

Two side notes. The 911 operator said they were well acquainted with Tanya's boyfriend (and that is scary). And Cassie told me later that Mike had her phone and that is why Tanya answered it. Yeah right.

I knew that it had been quiet for too long. Maybe now we will have another couple of weeks of quiet.

Discogram

Dave had his discogram this afternoon. Steroids didn't help his back so the surgeon suggested another disc replacement. The problem came when the x-ray and the ct scan didn't agree as to which one needed replacing. So he wanted a discogram done. My understanding of that is something is injected into the discs and then they determine which one it is by the pain level. After some discussion about costs the discogram was scheduled. So Dave needs the 4/5 done this time. He'll meet with the surgeon again next week and then the surgery will be scheduled. I'm sure he will feel a lot better when it is fixed. At least the end is finally in sight.

Dave says his throat muscles are sore now. Not surprising.