What to do?

It's been awhile since the urge to write has beckoned me. I'm finally settled in my new place and I love it. I have the living room finished and it is just the way I want it. My roommate Katie says it's perfect and homey. I think she has wonderful taste so that was a decent complement. I'm waiting for my friend Joe to arrive today. We shall do the usual. Dinner and watch some tv. The best part of our time together is when we simply talk. He uses the word chat. "Lets chat". I love the sound of it. In other things that have been on my mind, I am literally astounded by the prescription drug abuse by our younger generation. All of us might have drilled in no illegal drugs, but apparently they think it's ok to rob our medicine cabinets. The worst part is when someone genuinely needs pain medication the pill abusers have made it very difficult for the folks in genuine need. My friends mother-in-law is 60 something and works 3 jobs just to make ends meet. She has everything wrong with her. Very nice woman. She is actually afraid to ask her doctor for medication, which she desparetly needs. I think that is a damn shame. Thankfully she is listening to her daughter-in-law and found a new doctor that will listen to her and hopefully help her with her needs. The invincibility of youth. I remember it well. 40 and 50 seemed eons aways. 22 years old with balls of steel. What consequences? That word meant nothing to me. I have noticed when I try to engage a younger person in a conversation about how they are going to ruin their life, it is going in one ear and out the other. I just hope that maybe I get through to one person. Part of the reason I moved out of Tina's home is because she is dealing with many issues with her adult son. I felt that by my being there she couldn't give him her full focus. Noone wants to acknowledge that their 21 year old son is addicted to opiates or whatever. So many kids are lost these days. Their coping skills seem to be self-medication. I just want to shake them and the addiction away. Sadly, that is not possible. My question to all of you is this- What can we as knowledgable adults do to help save this next generation? Literally save them from themselves. That is what has been on my mind all week. I see parents cry. Father's turn their head away because their voice is breaking as they try to describe what they are going through. Also the economy is no help to this situation. How many of you know young people with AA or BA degrees that are unemployed? How many of you are having your young ones need to come home for financial reasons? What are we to do? I would really like some feedback on this because many of my adult friends are in this situation. Just because some of us were able to save ourselves doesn't mean we have a magic wand with answers. Also, I am 45. It took wasting the best years of my life to understand. Sigh...I have errands to run and waiting on Joe to get here. God Bless and be well. Peace!

Scribblings

Getting settled in my new place. I still love sis-in-law and consider her a dear friend. We simply are two very different people. I am in walking distance of the old house. Her and I were joking about sharing custody of the dog. Crazy, huh? We both have sons. She is praying her son starts to turn into a man and become self-supporting. My son (not my older one) wasn't welcome in our home. Neither was my friend Joe who is 74. Joe would arrive Saturday night at around 7pm and we would go out to dinner and maybe a movie. We came back and off to sleep we went. No raucous bedroom behavior. Simply isn't possible. Than we would wake up and go out to breakfast and he would go home by 2pm. most times as he doesn't like to drive after dark. That was too stressful for her. It just always felt like it was her home as she had 52 years worth of furniture and whatnots. So I basically lived in my bedroom. I have accumulated quite a bit of my own things since moving to PA and my room was getting cluttered as I didn't want to disrupt her design in the rest of the home. Anyhow, bottom line, I think, and she agrees, that we will be better friends now that we aren't living together. So now I am on my own. I rent from a couple with a beautiful baby who will be two this month. She is adorable. It breaks my heart because she has now figured out that "Auntie" lives downstairs and she will beat on the upstairs door to let her dad know that she wants to come visit. They tell her that I am home and she can visit later. So now instead of spoiling the dog rotten, it is now a beautiful two year old. The living room looks like me and so the bedroom will soon as well. I go pick up my new work schedule today at 2:30. Very excited. As I write these words I see how far many of us have come since we all started writing. Maybe there is something wonderful about a bunch of "mad women scribbling"...Peace!

Checking in....

Sorry I haven't been writing but I have an one bedroom apartment and I have been slammed moving. Yes, I moved again, but thank God it's right down the street, literally. I was deadly serious about no more drama and I meant it. My new place is stunning. Absolutely gorgeous. I am very at peace here. Time to be a big girl and live on my own. As soon as I am unpacked I will write and read everyone's blogs. My internet should be all hooked up and ready to go tomorrow. Just didn't want anyone to worry, as I worry about everyone when they don't post for awhile. I love you all and I feel proud about the move I made. Oh yeah, I got the job I applied for. I start work Thursday. Whew....I will be writing and commenting regularly starting tomorrow. Be well, be happy and much love from Pa!

The tide has turned!

When I tell people that I live on faith, many laugh. I don't care. It has worked for many years and The Big Guy and I have our own wonderful relationship. Baggy Pants now has a nice home to live in. Turns out the couple he was renting from thought so highly of him that the husband called his mom, who resides in MD., and now Jay is packing his stuff after meeting her and is excited to move into, hopefully his permanent home. I met my friends K & T while walking the dog, T walking with his little daughter. They took my son and his friend in just because we are friends. That touched me so deep. Yes, my boy paid his way, it is just the point. They didn't hesitate. Proof in point, that their are still people out their who are amazing. Very refreshing after dealing with the predatory, vulture like fuckheads....(I do have a mouth like a truck driver, sorry). Certain people in our blog circle of words actually offered me help. Again, faith. There are still decent people on this planet. I know there are. I read your blogs. Proof in the pudding. We all have love of our families, life and laughter. We are the ones who dance when noone is looking. That is why I love you all....God Bless and Happy Sunday!

So busy...

Things have been a little hectic. I haven't had time to write or comment. Sorry. Let's see...Baggy Pants got a promotion to Audi, today is his first day. The problem is he has no-where to live. He just texted me that he was on his way to work and that yes, he slept in his car last night. He stopped by yesterday afternoon to say good-bye to me and he def had a place to go, with my brother. He showed up there around 9pm and suddenly the plans change. Not even one night on the couch so he could be fresh for his new job. I have new-found respect for my son. He went to work on time today. He is welcome here but the new job is near DC, which would triple the commute time from 40 minutes to about two hours each way. He told me he would have to change his oil every 3 days or so..whatever..Bottom line is I am going to spend the day burning up the phones and seeing what I can come up with for him. I also have a job interview at 10am. and am praying I get it. Due to our lovely economy I am taking it even though it is another waitress gig. I am pretty damn good at it and the money is necessary. This is the only diner I have seen up here. Baltimore has a diner on every corner. I eat breakfast at this place every Sunday. So keep your fingers crossed. Please pray for my son. He doesn't drink, do drugs, nothing except go to work 6 days a week. It's not like they gave him a week-end off to look for a place. He is learning life lessons that I don't want him to have to deal with yet. Tomorrow I will catch up on everyone's blogs. All of you are like my extended family. Eyes and ears in so many different places, reminding me that the daily grind goes on everywhere and we all somehow make it from one day to the next. As the blog-o-spere turns...time to walk the dog and get ready for my interview. God Bless and Peace!

Bed pleasures

Last night you were snoring a steady rhythm. I didn't mind. I love feeling your breath on my neck. We went to sleep laughing last night, which makes me forgive you for hogging the covers. (You do that quite a bit dear) I woke this morning with your tongue lightly licking my neck. Wish I could have lingered, but I had to pee so bad. Broke the mood. I crept down the steps to make the morning pot of coffee. I turned the corner and there you were in the dark your breathing heavy and excited. I know what that means. So I grabbed the leash and off we went for our morning walk! Peace!

Re-arranging odds and ends

How many of you, when you get the blues, decide to re-arrange your bedroom or living room etc? That is what I did yesterday. I actually assembled a book-shelf all by myself. That is a huge accomplishment as I suck at putting things together. Jay always did that for me. Tina (sis-in-law) left yesterday to spend the night with an old girlfriend in Md. Just me and the dog and her son Travis. I decided I needed more space in my room so I bought two shelving units to be able to display properly some knic-knacks and whatnots. My floor is now free of any junk and I can show off some of the things I have been collecting lately. I decided I wanted my room to be surrounded with angels and fairies. I also collect Willow Figurines. They are very unique looking pieces, they have no filled in face. They represent all aspects of life. Birth, motherhood, family and they bring me comfort when I look at them. The fairy statues I like are the more gothic looking ones. Strong and beautiful women. So no my room is pleasing. Jay leaves for his new job in Silver Spring, Md. It's very close to DC. I admit, I have gotten used to him living one block from me. Time for him to continue on his own journey. He came over for dinner last night. Easy to please. He requested Hamburger Helper for dinner??? Of coures I made it.( I ate so much when the kids were young because it was all we could afford). He starts his new job at an Audi dealership on the 21st. The told him after 3 months he will be promoted to assistant manager. The commute from here to his current job in Md isn't that bad, but this new job makes it impossible. Too much driving and wear and tear on his car. So I will be all drippy-eyed this coming weekend. I am proud, but I am going to miss my little shit-head. (that is a term of endearment between he and I) I have learned one thing. We will never stop being parents. It is a life-long job. Even though I should have been fired a few times, it's the best job I have ever had. Peace!