Well, for those of you who've wondered if I was still among the living, here I am.
The past few weeks have been insane, PLUS my school district has installed a block so now I can't read or write blogs from work. Sucks.
Our household is returning to some sense of normalcy, although it is by necessity a new "normal." Leigh is experiencing - none too unobtrusively - the wonderful hormone swings that accompany early pregnancy. it's a laugh a minute around here, let me tell you. (NOT!)
She's also developed some bipolar tendencies of her own - whether pregnancy related or psychological really doesn't matter. She wants Daddy and Stepmommy to be there when she needs/wants us, but the rest of the time we can pretty much "fuck off." That's the frequent refrain. Lovely language to blue up the air with around two twelve year olds. (I know they hear it, I'm not that naive, but I'd greatly prefer if they didn't hear it in their own home.)
Leigh is actively seeking employment. She has interviewed for a few jobs that would pay in the 30k range, which I think she could make work, and she hasn't ruled out law school. She's still waiting to hear from the two schools closest to us; one of which is extremely prestigious. (and extremely expensive.)
But yes, there are still other members of the family who deserve some blog time! :-)
Raymond just finished a 6-week stint in the pit orchestra for "Guys and Dolls." The past two weeks he's been at school until 10 pm. and beyond. Thank God Jack is a night owl and volunteered to pick him up. Ray still has to keep up on his homework and although I've reduced them somewhat, he does still have chores at home to do. He's pretty much the walking dead. I think it'll take a week for him to find a normal sleep cycle again.
And he's on the birthday countdown: 30 days from tomorrow, he drives solo. For any readers in Nebraska, I implore you: stay off the sidewalks! He's also planning his annual birthday party which has, for reasons unfathomable to me, become somewhat of a yearly tradition for his friends. They think I'm the "cool Mom." I don't know why. I spend most of the evening telling them they're too loud.
One thing they like is what I do when I'm serving the cake. Before they can have their piece of cake, they have to tell one embarassing thing about Ray from the previous year. Ray pretends to hate it, but he's a drama guy, so he really loves the attention.
Younger brother Andrew thinks he's gay. He's 12 1/2: a little young to know this, but I just go with the flow. Jack said the other day (we have one daughter and three sons) "So, if things continue as they are with Andrew, I'll have three sons-in-law and one daughter-in-law." LOL It's really no big thing around here. So you're gay. You're left-handed and blue-eyed too. Those things don't make you a freak, and neither does being gay. Embrace who you are, know that you always have a sanctuary within your family, and the hell with the rest of the world.
Michael just takes it all in: sister's pregnant, brothers are gay, Mom's a little crazy, Dad's a little grumpy and dinner's usually late. I may not make mother of the year, but in light of the circumstances that surround me at the moment, I think I'm doing pretty damned well.
Here's hoping it's not another three weeks till I post again. I'd really like to up the readership here, and especially those who offer comments, but I know if I don't post consistently, that won't happen.
Happy Monday. (did I mention I'm on spring break?) hee hee hee.
Mel
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