Are you kidding me?

So, I'm watching the movie The Others on the Oxygen network the other night, and during the commercial breaks the channel is pimping hard the new season of the Tori Spelling show. The one about her and her husband and their kid(s). I think last year they owned a B&B somewhere, and this season is about them moving back to Hollywood. Anyway, during one of the ads for the show I see Tori Spelling say to her husband something like this, "We are going to be hounded by the paparazzi for the rest of our lives!" Did she fail to notice the irony? She voiced the complaint in front of a camera that she has invited into their home and into their lives to film every possible second so that it can air on TV for the country (world?) to see-- the end result being that she will profit from it, and she has a beef with the paps? Seems to me her complaint has no credibility.

School's out

Tomorrow is the last day of the school year. I can see how much fun Ethan has been having for about the past 4 days or so. You remember what that was like, right? Being so young still, he is in a grade where they don't work right up until the very end, rather they are just finishing up the required make-up snow days, and everything is literally fun and games. It is a nice way to end a school year. Sort of a prelude to the promise of fun the summer break holds.
I am looking forward to the summer break, too. A little bit of sleeping-in, a little bit of slowing down. A chance to get some things done around the house that I have been putting-off. Ethan remarked a couple of weeks ago that he hopes we get to do more this summer than we have in past summers. I assured him that we would because I have a lot more energy this year than I have had in a long time. That is what weighing 58 pounds less will do for a person.
Owen, on the other hand, couldn't give a flying fig about the summer break. He is so excited about going to kindergarten in the fall that he would go today if he could. He can't wait to ride the bus (God, I may need medication for that). He was so excited when he went for his visit and discovered the computer lab. I hope he has a really positive experience when he goes in the fall. This will most likely be the last time Owen doesn't care about a summer break.

A rotten shame

One of the absolute worst feelings in the world is when a person who is an authority to you takes, or attempts to take, advantage of you. I would rather not go into specifics, and it has nothing to do with a sexual nature or anything even remotely close. It has to do with following protocol, and it has to do with the expression "shit rolls down hill". It boils down to this: if I don't find a way to resolve it, one of these days there is a chance the aforementioned shit will roll right onto me. Now, the real task is how to resolve it without causing a massive uproar. It doesn't need to really cause a massive uproar, but it may, and then I am afraid I will never be able to get along with this person, who in most respects I get along with fine. I know no one can advise me here, because I won't explain, and that is fine. I am mostly just writing these thoughts as they occur. I am going to sleep on it.

I needed to share, just not with the MySpace world...

I had once said that I didn't expect to abandon this blog just because I was getting a MySpace account, but that seems to have been an unintentional lie. I don't post here anymore really, and I think it is because everyone I know basically has a MySpace account, and so it gets more attention. I still think of this site, but I spend so much time messing with my MySpace account that I end up having no interest or time to devote here. I am making a post now...well just for the hell of it, I suppose. I am sad, and maybe I didn't want to share it with everyone on MySpace. I took our dog to the Animal Shelter today. I couldn't, nor did I want to, take care of him anymore. I thought it would be a big relief, and so I was surprised at how emotional I became when I left him. It was ,though, the right thing do. I couldn't control him, and neither could my husband. He didn't listen, was hyper beyond words at times, was so costly medical-wise, and, I was afraid, becoming a liability. For example, a couple of nights ago he bolted outside to chase a raccoon before Dave had a chance to get the leash on him, left the property (again) after ignoring Dave's command for him to return, and didn't return until 5 am. My biggest concern was that someone would get hurt driving their car just to avoid hitting him should he have been in the road. He has run-off like that countless times, and that was always my fear. I tried to be responsible about taking him today to the shelter. I called and let his veterinarian's office know so that they could keep his records should he be placed with someone. I informed the shelter of who his vet. is, and they said they would just send for his records. I disclosed all of his allergy problems, and told them he was hard to control, and needs an owner with a lot of time and money because he will be a real commitment (he needs to go to the vet's every two weeks for an injection to manage his allergies). I told of his good points, too. Good with kids, house-broken. If anyone is reading this and passing judgement, try not to be too harsh. I want to point out that we tried to make it work for 2 and a half years with him. It is not as if we had him for a couple of months, and said, hey it's not working, and sent him packing. Also, we have spent close to a thousand dollars just trying to manage his allergies, and we didn't bail when faced with that. It just got to be too much. He has never listened and the recent running-off was what put us over the edge, and made us decide it was time to take him to the Shelter. I hope they find a good home for him. I really do.

I've reached my goal

I have reached and surpassed my weight loss goal of 45 pounds. I reached it on February 15th, and I have shed an extra pound or two since then. I am going for a total of five pounds more than my goal which will make my total loss 50 pounds. Look, I am rather impressed with myself. I mean, it's no small time weight loss...it's magazine cover worthy weight loss. At least to me it is.
I haven't made a post in a long time because I wasn't able to. Our computer's life expired a few weeks ago, and I was without one here at home. We are now the owners of a brand new computer (kept the old monitor and speakers, but may upgrade those at a later time). My cousin Andy built us a new one, and I really like it. I have a few things still to become familiar with, but I am really pleased with how much faster this one moves . Andy did a great job taking care of so much with the new computer for us. We can't thank him enough. Initially, it was believed that nothing from the old hard drive could be retreived, but Andy has said that it may not be a lost cause-my other cousin, Matt, said there may be a couple of things he can try. Those two and their computer know-how, it's beyond me.
My mom just called and said she found, after years of them being missing, 16 reels of 8 mm home-movies that are from my and my brother's childhood. We have looked for them off and on for several years after my parents moved into the home in which they now live. We were afraid they were lost in the move and gone for good, but they turned up today in a box she didn't expect them to be in. Now, my mom is going to find out how much it will cost to transfer the reels over to DVD. I have heard it is pretty costly, but I don't know for sure. I just know I can't wait to see them.
That is about it for today. I have a lot of work to do on my ipod's music library, because unfortunately, my music has so far been unretrievable from the crashed hard drive.

Just some random thoughts

When I don't make a new post for a while I begin to feel remiss for some reason ever though this is really just a diary, and there is no pressure to make a new entry. I guess I just feel as if it needs done. So anyway, I will jot down a few random thoughts:
1. I am really ready for Spring. I hate Winter, and the last couple of days of bitterly cold temps have me longing to feel the warm sun on my face.
2. I am only 3 pounds away from my initial weight loss goal, and I have already decided that I want to lose an extra 5 pounds after that. I think that is realistic, because I honestly feel that anymore weight after that I would be able to lose, but then not maintain which could be detrimental to my attitude. Truthfully I could stop now, but I wouldn't be satisfied. Dave actually picked me up and carried me into the boudoir last week when we were on our way to...well, you get the picture. The point is, my husband carried me for quite possibly the first time in the 10 years we've been together. I felt like such a girly girl. And Victoria's Secret is making out with a nice chunk of my money these days because I am enjoying buying pretty things there. So, see, everybody wins.
3. 10 days till Lost Season 4. But who's counting, right?
4. I just deleted what I had written in this line, because I am not sure I want it out here for the world to see. Matt, I'll talk to you later about it.
5. I spent the better part of last week feeling very angry over the personal tragedy that someone I am sort of acquainted with is experiencing. It only serves to reinforce my idea that there is no sense in many things that happen to human beings, and this new age shit out there about how our thoughts and actions vibrate through the universe and the "Law of Attraction" picks up on it and acts accordingly makes me want to puke. It's all rubbish, because no higher order, which is what this "Law of Attraction" bunk is suggesting it is, would punish a mother and father with what these two were dealt. According to this school of thought, these two parents had thoughts or actions which brought about what they are experiencing. And according to this school of thought even the baby itself somehow manifested thoughts and emotions that brought about what it experienced. This sort of teaching is receiving widespread acceptance right now, and I think it is a dangerous road to be heading down. When I heard one of its proponents skirt the question of whether, but then sort of imply that, children who are abused or killed bring the crimes on themselves I knew I had heard enough. And to make matters worse it is being pimped out by the most popular TV personality the world has ever known. Look, I am all for the notion of "smile, and the world smiles back"; that is just putting on a happy face, and altering your perception of the world around you. There is truth in that, but this other nonsense has got to go. Wow, I am glad I got that out of my system. I think it has been festering for some time.
Well, there you have it. This turned into more of a post than I thought it would.

It's like Christmas all over again...

17 days till Lost Season 4. End of story.