Two Days Later, and I got two lollipops.
Oct. 2nd, 2002 09:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geminigirlOkay, so I'm watching West Wing as I type this...
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melaniesue72 you are one of the most wonderful people I know, and you truly demonstrate what it means to be a friend. Your compassion and kindness right now mean so much to me, and I want you to know how much you're appreciated.
2.aquariumgirl keep and eye on your snail mail in a few days.
3.melebeth Hope to see you Friday. Bring the sample book if you've got it.
4. I took Dad for a haircut today. Remember when I mused the other day about small towns? Dad used to get his hair cut at a place around the corner. The woman who owned it closed the shop 22 years ago. Dad found a new place to go and went there for many years. That place went upscale and was no longer open on Saturdays, when Dad could go. He found another place, it turns out that one of the people working in this barber shop was the woman who he used to go to, many years ago. I hadn't seen her in 22 years. She still said nice things about me, asked what I was doing, told my Dad how nice it was that I was here.
It's incredible how many people have said that it's nice that I'm here. It's nice, in part. It's also the right thing to do. I'm the kid...I'm supposed to help out. In part it's obligation. In part it's expectation and in part it's because I want to.
My Mom, though frustrating (we had a bit of a spat last night) is incredible. My brother is planning on moving to New Mexico later this month, along with two friends-one of whom is already out there, and one of whom is still up here. P., the one who has been living in New Mexico is, "nobody's kid"-his parents are dead. J. the other one, his mom is still nearby. My mom though, has adopted them in a way. P. and his brother own a house nearby that they inherited. He's been staying there, but they're still here all the time to cook and eat, and to use the phone...even when my brother isn't home. Today I helped them send faxes to the apartment complex they want to rent at in NM. Sometimes they do buy their own groceries, fortunatly. But when mom and I shopped on Sunday, she looked at the bags in the trunk of the car and said something about the quantity of food. I pointed out that she was feeding five people again (my brother, his two friends, herself and my Dad) six if you counted me. But my point is...Mom took P. in,becaues he's got no adult family here. J. kinda came with the package, but seeing as his Mom is kinda...not "involved" my Mom has become surrogate parent to the bunch. Just because they needed it. That's just, incredible.
Mom knows how to make up with me when she's gotten on my bad side. She brought me mallowmars. Which I froze. Only six months left in Mallowmar season (you did know you can only get them from September to March, right?) and one of the foods that I know I may gorge on if I have them, and so I don't buy them.
Nothing exciting...more lab work tomorrow for Dad, and shopping for a birthday present for Mom. The Mall should be an adventure...as should trying to find something nice for Mom, with Dad shopping like he does.
Catch up on other LJ stuff. Then dinner. Then dropping my car off to get the Odometer fixed, I hope. And somewhere in here, picking out a new computer for Mom.
LJ then Food. Later all. And thanks for the good thoughts for Dad.
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melaniesue72 you are one of the most wonderful people I know, and you truly demonstrate what it means to be a friend. Your compassion and kindness right now mean so much to me, and I want you to know how much you're appreciated.2.
aquariumgirl keep and eye on your snail mail in a few days.3.
melebeth Hope to see you Friday. Bring the sample book if you've got it.4. I took Dad for a haircut today. Remember when I mused the other day about small towns? Dad used to get his hair cut at a place around the corner. The woman who owned it closed the shop 22 years ago. Dad found a new place to go and went there for many years. That place went upscale and was no longer open on Saturdays, when Dad could go. He found another place, it turns out that one of the people working in this barber shop was the woman who he used to go to, many years ago. I hadn't seen her in 22 years. She still said nice things about me, asked what I was doing, told my Dad how nice it was that I was here.
It's incredible how many people have said that it's nice that I'm here. It's nice, in part. It's also the right thing to do. I'm the kid...I'm supposed to help out. In part it's obligation. In part it's expectation and in part it's because I want to.
My Mom, though frustrating (we had a bit of a spat last night) is incredible. My brother is planning on moving to New Mexico later this month, along with two friends-one of whom is already out there, and one of whom is still up here. P., the one who has been living in New Mexico is, "nobody's kid"-his parents are dead. J. the other one, his mom is still nearby. My mom though, has adopted them in a way. P. and his brother own a house nearby that they inherited. He's been staying there, but they're still here all the time to cook and eat, and to use the phone...even when my brother isn't home. Today I helped them send faxes to the apartment complex they want to rent at in NM. Sometimes they do buy their own groceries, fortunatly. But when mom and I shopped on Sunday, she looked at the bags in the trunk of the car and said something about the quantity of food. I pointed out that she was feeding five people again (my brother, his two friends, herself and my Dad) six if you counted me. But my point is...Mom took P. in,becaues he's got no adult family here. J. kinda came with the package, but seeing as his Mom is kinda...not "involved" my Mom has become surrogate parent to the bunch. Just because they needed it. That's just, incredible.
Mom knows how to make up with me when she's gotten on my bad side. She brought me mallowmars. Which I froze. Only six months left in Mallowmar season (you did know you can only get them from September to March, right?) and one of the foods that I know I may gorge on if I have them, and so I don't buy them.
Nothing exciting...more lab work tomorrow for Dad, and shopping for a birthday present for Mom. The Mall should be an adventure...as should trying to find something nice for Mom, with Dad shopping like he does.
Catch up on other LJ stuff. Then dinner. Then dropping my car off to get the Odometer fixed, I hope. And somewhere in here, picking out a new computer for Mom.
LJ then Food. Later all. And thanks for the good thoughts for Dad.
