Sunday, finally I slept- weird dreams though

Sunday: Why is blogging easier in the morning and quick to leave you the later you wait to write? Minds clog with the workings of the day and creativity diminishes? Well it does for me anyway.

So I woke up sideways in my bed so that I wasn't sure where I was. I was facing a window and light was shining through 7:15 a.m. I closed my eyes and dreamt that I was working for a chiropractor, busy chiropractor who lived on a farm and had so many kids they just kept coming in the office which was in the house. A small den was the waiting area and filled quickly. His wife came in and kids were coming in and patiets were coming in and I was loading the rooms with patients. The doctor I recognized as the judge for family court in Lewis County. His wife left the room and was riding a horse out of the garage and so I went out in the garage and got on a horse to go ask her a question and my doctor needed me back in the office so I was on my way back and got off my horse. The horse turned into a guy I know, named Hal. I tried to jump on this guys back and have him give me a piggy back ride back to the office and I heard something crack in his back and he had a hard time standing up. I took him in to the office and then I woke up. WEIRD!!!

My interpretation. Are you ready for this?:

1. I work so much that I dream about work, and it is a busy office as you can tell by my dream.

2. The judge being my boss probably came into play from the recent filing of my divorce complaint and thoughts of that judge being right at the tip of my brain as I review my past experiences in court and my future in court. He was the boss when it came to a decision of custody of Race and he was the boss who explained that he was going to decide for Raym and I if we did not come to a joint decision.

3. The horse part, well I was up watching 'my redneck wedding' and the couple were married on horses, and they were married inside a barn so I was thinking about riding horses.

4. The guy in the dream, well I'm really not sure where that part came from. He has a bad back though:-)

When I woke up it was 8:15, there I finally slept in....ahhhhh

Sat a.m., why am I not sleeping in?

Why am I not sleeping in on this snowy Saturday morning when my 5 year old is with his dad? I don't think I can anymore. I try and it just doesn't work. I know I have alot on my mind like:

* Race is riding to Alabama with his dad and Walsemann siblings to go to his grandmothers funeral. (that's probably the big one for right now)
* I have to clean and hoe out my house to sell it with in the next few months becasue I cannot afford to live here.
* My attorney is expecting to see me this weekend and I don't know how I am going to get there (116 miles away) because I don't have enough money for gas. Heck I am borrowing money for gas almost daily to get to work, so let's not talk about Sodus Point this weekend.
*My child support from ex-Hub # 1 was terminated for some unknown reason and that is what I used for gas and phone money.
* My cell phone is off and I am unable to be contacted by cell phone, which puts a damper on things when school, and my attorney or anyone else of importance is trying to get in touch with me when I am not home.
*I got my car fixed and the bill is twice what I thought it would be. My mechanic is my best friends husband.
*I found the number one real estate sales person for Northern NY and she has offerred to come to my home and do a comparative market analysis for me to give to my attorneys. My house is not in any shape to have pets for company let alone the No. 1 real estate sales lady.
*Raymond will be served my divorce complaint next week, right after his mother died- great. I'm sure no matter what the circumstances this is not going to be received well, so : Announcement to the world- You might want to hold on to something next Friday- this is just an estimated time, but when the earth moves it's just him after he receives my 7 page divorce complaint. But hold on anyway, it might be a long one.

Well, I feel better already, kinda like one of those whistling tops on a pressure cooker when you're done cooking. I'm not done of course but some of the pressure has steamed out into the atmosphere-I hope it doesn't contribute to the global warming.

I'm going to make some coffee and a to do list.

Back from vacation

I went on vacation last week and had an excellent time. I was reminiscing about it on the way home gathering my thoughts as to what I will say when asked "how was your vacation?" and I found it was excellent- flawless- I told you I was a lucky girl, and I winned(always). I got to go with my new beau, Jerry (new for about a year now, wow that was fast)his two daughters Jaime- 10 and Cortney- 13, my Andrew and Race.
Jerry, the kids and I (excluding Andrew) drove down. The car only holds 5 passengers so for less than it would have cost in gas for me to take another vehicle, we flew Andrew down Saturday morning on Jet Blue. He loved it, and the ride home was going to be minus two- Jerry's girls were staying another week in Florida and we were meeting their mother there to deliver them, so Andrew would ride back with us.
We stayed in my timeshare at Westgate Lakes Orlando for the first time in six years since Raymond and I bought it in 2001. He would never let us go on vacation there- said the kids didn't deserve it and they should not even see it. So we never went. Until this year- hehehe. He didn't like it when he heard that I was going to go down and stay there either. He asked me specifically "are you staying in the timeshare?" and of course I said "yes". He said that was interesting because it is supposed to be for sale and it should be rented. I agreed and added- "but it's not sold, and it is not rented it is available, and I am going down to use it." You have got to know there would be more to the rebuttal than that. There was. But you have the end result- my flawless vacation!!!
We arrived Friday at 7:30 pm. Wow it was fast getting in. Then the place was really great- that kids went bananas- we had a lock off apartment and Cortney scooped that up right away (trouble when Andrew gets in but we can wait for that). we ordered pizza and the kids jumped in the jacuzzi tub. Next day we played in the pool all day-all sunny warm day.
We went to Universal studios on Monday- what a hoot with Race. We rode the Cat in the Hat rides (all of them), and the Jurassic park ride with the T-Rex about to eat us on the way down the river- Race thought that was scary. He wasn't big (tall)enough for some of the rides and he talks about that when he describes his vacation. Tuesday we pooled it- well until I had to leave to take Andrew to see his prospective college in Winter Park- Full Sail. What a cool college. We got a tour and finished up with a visit with his rep in her office. Back at Westgate by 7:30 pm. Wednesday we had to see the westgaters about upgrading- that didn't take long- No, I am not interested in upgrading and then I left-.They had a free buffet, but I am used to having Jerry cook me breakfast it didn't even tempt me.We made tie dyed t-shirts for the kids by the pool and they had a movie matinee night at the pool at dusk- Toy Story was the movie. Thursday we caught up on all the park activities we had not done yet. Jerry rented a sail boat and took it out on the lake. We rented a paddle boat, and we miniature golfed, checked out the bikes for 4 +1. Walked to all the other pools (6 in all) and landed in the furthest one away with the least amount of people in it and swam until 7 or so. It was a great vacation. We left Westgate Friday by 10 am and went to Blizzard Beach at Disney World, a water park, and left Orlando Saturday and got home Sunday.
It was a great vacation and I had a wonderful time with Jerry and his girls and my beautiful boys. Ikey stayed home to deliver papers- his new job, and practice baseball. He made me promise we would go somewhere this summer- so watch for us Uncle Tommy and all you California family members, we just might be knocking on your door to say hello soon.
I am the lucky girl, and I winned.

Tuesday March 27, 2007

Tuesday already and have been up since 4 a.m. again. At first I was a little grumbly about it but after a cup of coffee, my vitamin and motivational pills, and a piece of cinnamon bread toasted I was better. Then the air was warm and like we were on a lake this morning when we ventured out to deliver Isaac's papers. It only took 1/2 hour and was actually pretty fun being with him all alone and having a routine, and we get alone pretty well together. I have been gone quite a bit since I started working in Sodus Point on Tuesdays, Thursdays with Fridays and some Saturdays every other week and Isaac seems to be the one who mentions it the most. He sincerely misses me- which is nice, when it's not just for money. He makes me laugh.

Last night we had a birthday party for Tim, who is now 40. Mom made him his favorite flavor cake- French vanilla, and she melted frosting and dripped it over the top. Johnathan, Race and I went out together and picked out gifts and cards with the money Tommy sent from California. We got him a pair of jeans, and Zingers, Race got him box of chocolates, a Sponge Bob balloon with a crazy straw, a Sponge Bob card that he signed and squiggled a phrase as he spoke outloud- "Happy birthday Uncle Timmy we couldnt find the caker lighter but we got candles and put them on the cake AMEN". The caker lighter was the candles in the shape of a number which we have been moving around all year from one drawer to another and could not find it for the cake last night- nice. Race signed his name with a perfect R, an A that more resembles a Q, a C like a banana, and an E with 5 horizontal passes. It's a great signature for a 4 yr old and consistent. I love it, and more importantly Tim did. Isaac said he never saw Tim smile so much- so it was a great hit- Thanks Tommy, you were here. I put 40 bucks from you in his card as that was all that was left and fitting (get it 40). He smiled and stuffed it in his pocket quickly. Hey- why not.

So I gotta get going.
Today we get our new tires on the car at 9 a.m., talk to Pecia sometime today to see if indeed we can borrow the van for the Florida trip which we leave for Thursday morning, and at 10 a.m. I'm off to Sodus Point to work and file my divorce complaint and work on billing and learning default divorces. Sounds like a great day. I am not looking forward to my chiropractic appointment at 4:30 because my back is just starting to settle down from the last appointment. I had the beginnings of a rash on my belt line on the left of my spine and after electrical stimulation and ultrasound which increased the inflammation in that area, I was in misery over the weekend. I felt like a burning hot poker cut 4 inches aroung that area. I have not had a week with out discomfort after my treatments since I have started there. One week its my neck, then next my LB, and then back to my neck. Jerry said I should call and cancel my appointment then. I feel bad but I agree. Gotta get going have a great day. Sorry no pics of the birthday party- all with Sponge Bob party hats and balloons. You can picture it. Instead here is a picture of my car next to the snow bank just two weeks ago. Ciao from the lucky girl- I winned!!

OK now what? You have read about, Andrew, Ike, Race, Lori, Pecia. My mom and my dad live with me. You think I went on and on about my kids- wait until you hear about my mother. I'm sure people who know her all view her differently. She is very unique. She is very smart- she's a Thesier, they are all very smart- exceptionally smart! She raised 5 kids- not such a big deal in our family as she came from a family with 14 kids! WOW. I get to talk with her everyday and not just because she lives with me. We talked quite a bit before that too. You know when kids are growing up what a pain their parents can be? Well I'm sure I wasn't any different. Then when I had kids of my own I started to think about my mother and realized just how valuable she really is. Well thank God I had my kids young(22 when I had Andrew, and 25 for Ike)I believe that's when you really start to appreciate your parents- that's when it kicked in for me. When Andrew started acting like me when he was a baby that's when I called my mother and asked "if I apologize now will it stop?" We just laughed, and we have been able to laugh together alot since. She is a woman, a person like you and me and I am just interested in her very much. We talk about her mother, and her relationship with her mother. I told my mother that by the time we (my brothers and sisters) came around my grandmother was all worn out. The thrill of grandchildren was worn and not so shiny anymore. It wasn't that I thought she didn't love me or paid enough attention to me etc. I just watched her at family reunions and she was adored by all of us. I remember wanting to talk to her- but I was not alone. Everyone wanted to talk to gramma- so you usually had to wait- Kind of like waiting for Santa- He's special and he listens but there are alot of people waiting to talk to him too, and he know things about you that make you feel special and so does gramma. My mother shared that she didn't' remember talking to her mother like we talk. She remembers her sisters being involved with her more, and showing her and teaching her more than her mother did. Her mom was busy, always busy,e specially after grandpa died. I love my mom. I can tell her anything and I do,and she listens to me and helps me. She supports me even when I am wrong. She cooks for me (she cooks for everyone) and she makes me laugh. I just am so lucky to have her, she is so cool. I can go in her room at night after she has gone to sleep and talk to he if something is bothering me. Dad too for that matter. They are very wonderful people who have allowed me to grow and respect me and taught me to respect and so I respect my kids and look at them. It's a good idea. Talk, respect, help, support, live, love, laugh. It does a whole lot of good, and gets you through the rough times. I am a blessed girl- I winned!!!

My Ikey

OK I haven't posted a blog in awhile, sorry. Sorry Tom.
This is a long one but a good one. Worth reading. (I think so anyway, I've read it 3 times already:-))


This morning I woke up to a soft tapping on my door- It was my Ikey waking me up to help him with his paper route. It was 4:11 a.m. and I told him last night I would help him today. He has been calling the paper for about two months now looking for a paper route and got his new route just a week ago tomorrow. We have been living in tough financial times lately and he told me he feels guilty asking for money so he found a way he can have a job to make his own money and stay involved in sports. He has to get up at 4 a.m. and he has to have them delivered by 6 a.m., and 8 a.m. on Sundays. He has 47-50 papers (twice as many on Friday and three times the bulk on Sundays) and walks about two miles away to deliver them. This morning was 39 degrees out (it was warm!!!)while yesterday it was below 0 when he delivered.

Isaac is my middle child, which he has only been for 4 of his 16 years(that's when Race came around), so he is my big baby- BIG because he is pushing the top off 6'2", and the toe off a size 13 shoe. He wears a size 36x34 jean and they aren't baggy like the clothes kids today wear, they fit him. His heart is as big as they come. He has always been very helpful. When he was one year old he would make his bed when he still slept in a crib before he would climb out- Andrew would drag him out. Then he would come in my room and walk my comforter up from the bottom of my bed to the top while looking over the mattress saying "help oo mama". He would run to do anything I asked, especially if I asked Andrew to do for me. He would listen and run ahead of Andrew and have my request granted before Andrew had a synapse.

He liked a girl in kindergarten and when I asked her name he said "I don't know- the one with sun hair."
His first grade teacher told me if a child spilled their crayons in her room Isaac was the first one there to help them pick them up.

Isaac John named after his father who is John Isaac who was named after his grandfathers. I totally planned on calling him Isaac- When he was two weeks old Andrew, Isaac and I went to the drug store, and the pharmacist came over and "ooed and ahhed" over our baby and asked Andrew what his brothers name was- here was this beautiful little baby boy and out of my 2-yr olds mouth came "Ike". Nice, a baby named Ike. Well he has been Ike ever since. I used to ask him what his name was when he was 2 and he would say "Ikey John Bushey". I loved that so I always asked over and over. I love bugging him- maybe that's why he bugs me so much now- ya think?
His clothes are always pressed and neat especially before a basketball game or other sport. He does not like holes in his jeans like others wear them.
When he was learning to talk he would ask me something and if I did not understand what he said he just shut his mouth. I could beg to have him repeat it and to no avail- he would not open his mouth again until he could say it correctly. So I would not correct him when he would ask if we could go to the park in a "couple whiles".
He was the child interested in grandpa. When I would call Florida to talk to mom the phone got passed around- Andrew wanted to talk to gramma, then Ike got on and he would say "Hi gramma, where's grandpa?" Neither of them, Ike or grandpa were phone talkers- and would keep it brief- sharing basketball info (dad is a Orlando Magic fan)and NASCAR results. Dad didn't get the attention from the grandchildren first pick like that until Ike came around- well how could he compete with Grandma, she's first rate.

Ikey very sensitive and thoughtful and deserving of my help at 4:11 a.m. When I told him I would help him he said- "No mom it's really early, you don't have to help me, I can do it". I got up and bagged his papers with him and drove him around and delivered a few. I watched him try to go quietly up onto the porches of his customers so as not to make too much noise and wake them. When he got out of the car to deliver a paper he would tell me cut the lights so we would not disturb people still sleeping. He puts the paper on a chair next to the door for one elderly woman so she does not have to bend over to pick it up. He is thinking of other people, and being kind and considerate. This is gratifying to know someone so young is thinking of other people, is being kind, and considerate, and I know him. I am blessed.
He has gone back to bed now after we ate breakfast together- He had OATMEAL!!! Where did he come from?:-)- He thanked me and gave me a big hug- (the top of my head is under his chin). He has baseball practice this morning at 7 and again after school until 8 tonight, he is on the honor roll in school, and brought me a paper to sign this week so he can be a mentor to younger kids in school. It is so easy to help someone like him. I am so blessed to know him and be in his life. What a cool guy- and he likes me. I like him too. I love this kid, he is just what I wanted. They all are.

I told my kids that their dad and I may not have stayed together but they are to never think for one minute that they werent wanted because they were always wanted. I looked forward to meeting them as soon as I knew they were coming. I still enjoy the thought of getting to know them better everyday. And I do- I'm the lucky girl- I winned!!!

I can't stop this feelin'.....

Catch that? Ever had a song stuck in your head. Yeah I'm sure you have. This is the song that is stuck in my head today. Lori knows all the songs that I bring up that get stuck in my head.
She quietly goes in her room, and emerges after a short period of time and Voila! she has a CD made for me entitled "Just for Michelle". That is sooo cool. She has all the songs you can imagine. I took a picture of her recently because she looked sooo good in this shirt- she blushed of course but she let me take the picture- so I think I will share it.

I have a picture of Pecia too come to think of it. Here she is. We got together last week and colored each others hair, and goofed off, and had fun in Northern NY despite the weather, which was very snowy that day.
She was so gracious to give my son Isaac a ride to school for practice-(he was nagging for a ride after he MADE me cut his hair). While she was gone LORI, (yeah Lori!!!) picked up Pecia's purse and started checking it out. It was a cool purse- soooo Pecia's style. It was a soft suede with long hangy downy fringe, and the strap was braided. Then Lori started going through it.
First she brought out the hair color, which was the ice breaker, that was OK though because it was the main event. Then when she opened an orange bag she found (which ended up being a pencil case) things started to get interesting.
She found another small folded black thingy, yeah it was a necessities case- drop that back in. What else was in here?
She found a small, cute heart-shaped tin labelled "Shut up and kiss me" mints. No doubt they were from pecia's new husband Vince. Lori opened them up and ate some and offered one to me-no way was I going to eat them. They were shaped like little x's and o's- really too cute, but this was taboo.
Then she started to laugh and write notes and put them in Pecia's things. She put one in her compact mirror, one in her personal "hi Jean!" case, one in her pencil case, and then we heard the car pull in the driveway!!
"Uh oh! Pecia's back!! Quick, better hurry up Lori!!" But Lori had emergency surgery less than a year ago, and she doesn't move as fast as she used to, and of course we started to laugh, and when Lori starts to laugh anything can happen, and does, and DID. All sorts of noises from all over her body start hooting, and frooping and pooping, and she snorts and well, THAT never goes the way she wants it to go - "TISSUES please!!!"
When Pecia opened the door we froze. We were lucky she drove the Mini and was still mesmerized by the ride. She was talking to herself about it as she was walking in the door, which distracted her from our loud laughing, guilty looks, the cloudy haze in the room. Not to mention the huge pile of crumpled tissues scattered about. Of course Pecia went right over to her purse and opened it. Yikes!!! We couldn't hold in the laughter. She started with the line "did you see my cool purse?" and started to tell us what a great purse it was and pulled out the contents like it was show-and-tell starting with the orange pencil case!!!
"Isn't this a great purse?" she said, and look it has all my pencils in it for school- sure enough she opened it and there was a fresh note that read ,"Cool purse, love you - LP" I laughed, Lori just looked at me and started to make those noises again without warning.
Pecia looked at us not knowing what to think. She commented on how much Lori's handwriting looks like mine- what could I say? I thought of Tom, what would Tommy say? I told her that Lori was doing so well in rehab that she has mastered her handwriting skill and being ambidextrous before surgery she certainly would be considered talented and well anything could be expected even this!!- It sounded just as much like crap then as it does not. She didn't buy it. BUSTED!!! but it was funny. It was fun to laugh with them like we did when we were kids. The only thing we were missing was Tom. I did think of you- briefly of course LOL!!!