I'm 50!

It has been a good day! It's funny how I have been building up to today for 365 days so it's a little anti-climactic. To summarize, without boring the masses (masses? OMG) anyway . . . Tuesday conference calls were fine, lots and lots of Facebook birthday wishes, a few gifts from friends delivered unexpectantly, and then the scheduled lunch with my youngest. (His idea which made it so much better) Long story short, he started having diarhea after lunch after not feeling well since Sunday. Ugh! Can't catch a break. I feel so bad for him. So the afternoon was spent at the Pediatricians office ruling out the Flu and anything else that could possibly plague my sweet boy. Then it was home for sleep and soup. Next stop, Open House at the High School. Got to meet all of his teachers and make sure the baseball coach knew he wasn't just skipping workouts. Only to return home to a not so happy kid who was feeling worse than before. Ugh again. Bless his heart!

Now, I'm about to wrap this thing up. A lot more to share but it will have to be under a new title. I'm 50 afterall!

Be nTouch no matter what . . .

5 more hours . . .

Really! Wow it's finally almost here, seriously. 365 days ago I began this BLOG, thinking I would write something every day. I didn't accomplish that goal, but I did see it through till today. I don't have anything new to contribute tonight. I'm very grateful to be here typing, I'm very thankful that my youngest is driving safely and I look forward to what the next 50 years will bring. I'll write one more post tomorrow and then call it quits . . . nTouchb450 has been fun! Be safe and happy and live your life. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Be nTouch one last time before 50!

4 More Days

Thank goodness it's Friday. WOW has this been a LONG, stressful week. No more complaining, I'm just glad I don't have work tomorrow.

A friend died on Wednesday. I didn't find out until today. He wasn't a close friend, but certainly someone I cared about and have known for years. He co-owned a jewelry store. I decided to put on several of the pieces that my parents or husband bought from him over the years. I'm wearing my watch that my Dad and I picked out when I was 21, the same watch that my parents added two emeralds to when I turned 30. I have the beautiful bracelet that my Mom picked out for my 40th birthday and a few rings I have collected over the years. All day I have thought about this man. He turned 63 last Thursday and died the following Wednesday. So sad!

Well, my youngest, who has only been driving by himself for 4 days, broke my number rule yesterday: he took one of his friends home from school. BIG NO NO!!!! Not going into the gory details . . . hope he learned a valuable lesson. He loses the car next time.

A friend is giving me a surprise birthday party tomorrow. Yea, that's right, I said a surprise party. Long story about how I found out . . . and even longer story about what I did when I found out . . . neither were very nice so let's just say I'll be pretending to be surprised tomorrow. YIKES!

That's all for today; have to go run an errand with my son. Friday night football jamboree at the high school tonight! Can't wait. Ha ha!

Be nTouch a few more times, hopefully! ;)

SIX MORE DAYS

In 6 more days, I'll have to rename this BLOG! Time has flown by these last several days, weeks and honestly, months. On Monday, just 2 days ago, I spent almost two hours at the local DMV with my youngest, in what became his first attempt to pass his drivers test. We went in to this experience with the usual nervous feelings and doubt that one might expect. What we didn't know, but will certainly share with anyone who wants to know, is that passing or not passing may have little to do with knowledge or ability. In my son's case, we are both relatively certain that the driving examiner decided, before he ever put the car in motion, that he was not going to pass. (Okay, if you have read any of my postings you know that I make every attempt to be fair, reasonable and open minded . . . I am not a person who quickly judges a behavior unless provoked to do so) Without reliving the meladrama, just suffice to say that this examiner was rude and disrespectful to me and my son. She tried to confuse him from the moment she sat in the car and then made him feel stupid by mocking him. He said he knew he had failed before they ever left the parking lot. When they returned, she called me to the car and replayed each detail of her experience with sarcasm and condesention. It wasn't enough that she had failed this young man; she had to rub his face in the experience. Ultimately, it proved to be a great life lesson. After tears and anger and a few slammed doors, we decided the best course was to return first thing the following morning to slay the dragon. And he did! He passed the second time and as he drove away from our house (after dropping me off) on his way to school, I was sick to my stomach. Happy for his accomplishment, sad for me. Another part of his childhood was gone for ever. Now, 24 hours later, I still feel that unsettled feeling of dread. I won't let it take over and I won't obsess, but my goodness it is hard letting him go . . .

So, as you can see, my focus, as usual, has not been on myself. I believe that is the real reason that I let this BLOG go. In the beginning, it was easy and exciting, but I realized pretty quickly, that very little of my day to day, week to week, is about me. Instead, it is about my children, mainly my youngest now, my family, my friends, the laundry and housework and yard work . . . and that is just the personal stuff. My job can be consuming, and not in a very positive or healthy way, as I have 8 individuals that depend on me to trouble shoot, solve problems, fix situations, etc. everyday of the week. Since I don't go to an office, all of the stress that goes along with my job hovers over me, in my home, like a dark cloud. So when my Mom, or my sister or a friend or co-worker, calls and I'm not effervescent, there is probably a good reason for it. I'm not complaining, but I do believe I have more than my fair share of responsibility every day. This BLOG has fallen by the wayside because there just aren't enough hours in the day!

The next few days will probably fly by and then I'll wake up to 50. Will I be any wiser, weaker, older? Who knows . . . but I know one thing is certain, I'll still have to do laundry, and housework and yard work, take care of 4 animals and go to work. The saying age is just a number, is probably right!

Be nTouch for SIX MORE DAYS!

13 days and counting . . .

Actually, that isn't exactly right. It is 13 days, but I really have lost count. As a matter of fact, I had to count backwards on the calendar, writing each day I had left down, so I could title this post. Sad that I didn't keep up with this better. Oh well, say la vee, or how ever it is spelled. No, the BIG countdown in our house is to this Saturday, the 13th! That is the big event . . . my youngest turns 16! Very, very hard to believe and more than a little scary. I'll be fine as long as he is fine, and safe, and careful . . . the list goes on and on . . . anyway, just wanted to take a couple of minutes to say Hi and apologize, again, for not doing a better job. Kind of silly to have this regret, but I do. Life goes on, right?

Be nTouch

21 - The countdown begins

It really is hard to believe that in 21 days, I will be beginning a new half century. I know that sounds rather dramatic, but it is my birthday! I wish I had known what I know now, when I was 25. I wish I had traveled more in my twenty's or nJoyed my summers more when I was in school. It is amazing that we always strive for something other than what we have. When, what we have, is probably perfectly good! Anyway, enough with the cereal-box philosophy. 


As I sit here, feeling a hot flash come on (which is fairly miserable) with my sweet little Bella sleeping peacefully, I realize how truly grateful I am. (plus it was a relatively short hot flash as hot flashes go) I hope and pray that the next 50 is full of love and joy and good health, happiness and prosperity, for all of my family, friends and me, and even those that I'm not all that friendly with . . . Live life! That's the best advice I can adhere to.


Be nTouch