Saturday, January 18, 2014

It's been one of THOSE days...

I got my feeling hurt today. A group of people that I thought were friends...but it becomes plainly obvious that while I like them a great deal, they don't really give me a second thought. Yeah. Ouch. The husband was no help. I try to share feelings with him and he gets impatient and tells me a) you don't see them very much anymore so...out of sight = out of mind. and b) unfriend them all off FaceBook.  I know he is probably right about a) and b) is just plain childish. They probably don't even know they hurt my feelings. By not posting this on FaceBook, I am showing that this is NOT just my way of trying to get attention. No one reads my blog anymore. It's like it was back in the early days of AOL Journals. A true journal again. My private little place to share thoughts and feelings here on my corner of the internet. My very lonely corner of the internet.


I do miss having a bunch of readers tho. Supportive comments really do help a person feel better. Sometimes it sucks being a disabled introvert. It's very isolating. Yes, it takes a lot of energy to be social, but that doesn't mean I NEVER want to be with people. I like people. I like a lot of people. I miss people.

Don't mind me. Hurt feelings and a lot of tears today.

Saturday, January 04, 2014

Play Date

Tyler had a friend over today. It's always fun watching him interact with friends. It's a pretty rare thing, so I always pay close attention. I try to remind Ty to be nice, do what his friend wants to do as a priority, and to be hospitable. After a couple hours of play, I figured the boys must be getting hungry or thirsty. I dropped a few hints, but Tyler doesn't work that way. Finally I asked if anyone was thirsty. Aiden responded with, "Sure, what do you have to drink?" I was floored when Tyler proceeded to name every beverage we have in the house. Funny...the rest of the time when he asks for a drink he doesn't seem to have ANY IDEA what we have. *snort*

Aiden decided on a cherry Coke. Max gamely went to fetch one from the basement. Chuckling to myself, I reminded Tyler that not everyone is "weird" like us drinking room temp cans of soda and maybe Aiden would like a nice cup of ice...?  Aiden grinned at me and said, "Oh, everyone is weird to some extent. I like my soda this way too. Plus it feels pretty cold!"  I like that kid.

I had to laugh again when, at one point, the boys seemed to run out of things to do and Tyler suggested that Aiden go home so they could play on Xbox together. *facepalm*  But I guess it's nice that virtual Aiden is just as much fun as the real deal.

I'm just glad he got a drink and a snack. As the Mom, I feel my play date duties have been fulfilled if the visiting child/children have fun, have a drink, and at least one healthy snack. In this case, Max's sack of pistachios came in handy. He and Aiden demolished them!

Play date success!

Friday, January 03, 2014

Snow Day

We finally had another snow storm. We had a good one back in October but then it was just minor dustings since then. Not enough to make a decent snowman or go sledding. But last night we received a few inches! Now I'm glad I invested in the new snow gear for the boys. I thought I'd jinxed them for the whole season by being prepared.

I got Max bundled up with a minimal amount of grumbling. He has a long sleeve shirt, a sweat shirt, regular pants, ski-bib snow pants, a parka, 2 pairs of socks, snow boots, ear warmers and a Ninja Turtle hat on. Oh, and gloves. The main fight was over him wanting to still wear his Superman tee. I don't understand what these boys have against long sleeve shirts! Tyler had on a summer weight tee and a hoodie, sneakers with no socks and said he was ready. It's 18 degrees out with a wind chill of -5. Not ready.

After much argument, Tyler put on 2 pair of socks, his sneakers (he won't get boots), 2 tee shirts, regular pants, his snow bib ski pants, and last year's winter coat. I didn't see if he put gloves on. I did get him fingerless gloves for Christmas. He hates the way it feels when his fingers are covered. I'm pretty sure he will hate how COLD his fingers get even more. But he has to learn these things for himself. No one can TELL him anything. (Gee, that sounds uncomfortably familiar...) I am pretty sure he is hatless as well. Neither boy will wear a scarf. They both have balaclavas I bought last Christmas. Bet they forgot all about them.

As they were leaving, Max did a little scene from A Christmas Story. He fell on the floor and yelled "I can't get up!!!" What a ham. I hope they have fun sledding behind the high school.

As a side note, I bought Tyler those new snow pants this year. The only color in his size was brown. I knew he wouldn't really care what color they were, but brown snow pants reminded me of ME at his age. I had this orange, avocado green, brown and white color-block style winter coat with brown snow pants. Ugly as all heck. But I bet that coat was highly visible in the snow. Ha! Very 1970s.  I won't tell Tyler I had almost the same ski pants as his when I was his age. He won't appreciate that. :)

I remember my grandma made me a hat to match. Orange, green and brown stripes with a MASSIVE pom pom on top. Hideous. Matching mittens too. The woman could knit up a storm, but between my mother and her - I was a fashion nightmare. :)  I'll have to dig through my Mom's photos and see if she has any pics of me in the snow back then. I'm pretty sure she does.

Wednesday, January 01, 2014

The one where Tyler gets a phone...

First off...Happy New Year!

I am having a Mommy moment. Not sure how I feel. John took Tyler to Best Buy today and got him his first cell phone. It's an inexpensive Tracfone with, like, 20 minutes to start. (I think John wants to see how he budgets his time.) My little boy has his own phone number. *sniff*

The discussion started innocently enough. He went over to a friend's house and the friend's Mom only uses a cell phone. There is no land line there. Tyler felt awkward asking the Mom to use her cell to call home and talk to us. So, when Tyler went over there again, I loaned him my phone in case he needed to call us. It's a very old phone. And pink. And sparkly. Tyler said he'd rather just try to Skype us on his iPod, but their wifi is kinda flaky at times. There were a couple friends over there, last night, for New Year's Eve. All the other boys had their own phone.

They are 12.

I am still trying to wrap my head around it. I didn't get my own phone until I was a teen. Even then, it was a gift from a friend and I just plugged it into the jack in my bedroom. So it was the house line...not my own phone number. Still, I vividly recall the sense of independence it gave me. I could call a friend and talk in the privacy of my OWN room and not have to stand in the kitchen anymore. It was a big deal!

Tyler, on the other hand, seems very nonchalant about having his own phone. Yeah, it's not a smart phone. But anyone can call him and he can call anyone. Yes, he could do that before with our house phone. Are we the only ones left in America with an actual land line? lol

I don't know. Maybe this isn't that big of a deal. But it FEELS huge to me.  How long before he is texting almost non-stop. I wonder...