On My Monday:
The Fire alarm in apartment building went off for more than twenty minutes. Just before seven am, when all good folks should either be sleeping or just barely awake, the damned thing started...and wouldn't fricking stop. You all know what your smoke alarms sound like in your own homes? This is that times a thousand...on steroids. It is L-O-U-D. Poor CrazyDog thought Armageddon had arrived. Mark spent his twenty minutes with a pillow over the damned speaker..and it is HIGH up on the wall, so there he was with a pillow between him and the wall, standing on a bar stool...just to keep the dog and cats from jumping off the balcony. No, their was no fire, but the fire department send three trucks anyway. It was about 20 degrees outside, so I was trying to determine which was the lesser of two evils...the crazy-making noise or the cold..and I decided I was not going to leave without the animals in case their was actually a fire, so we stayed in and watched for smoke...the lights in the hallway were flashing, the alarm was building-wide so even out on the balcony, you could still go deaf...that was a great start to a Monday.
Jordy and Steph drove to Podunk where we used to live and got themselves a big old buck....right through the windshield of their cavalier. Needless to say the deer won...and his head and rack was in the car with them, briefly...Jordy said that "kinda freaks a guy out". Of course, only liability insurance was had on their old car..so now they are down to NONE, since just a few weeks ago, steph's old Mazda gave up on them...good heavens. I ended up driving to Podunk myself to pick up the kids...it was not what I was in the mood to do, it seems that all I have done recently is drive. But, it gave me a little time with my kiddos, I haven't seen much of these two recently.
On My Sunday:
This day was much better. I spent it with my sisters and most of my kids - and the dinner I made that you all asked about was chicken and noodles and mashed potatoes (of course) and broccoli and rolls and the banana pudding....again. It is my youngest sisters favorite and my mom always made it when she (Shell-my sis) was going to be around. In fact, my mom was the queen of chicken and noodles and she never did get well enough to make it for me for my birthday this year. We had a wonderful day together, and I cried, again, when everyone left. I am always amazed at the bonds that sisters have...me and mine, included. We laughed and cried and laughed some more, embarrassed Mark a time or two...and just honestly enjoyed ourselves. It was a day to remember and one I know that made Mom happy, she loved for "us girls" to get together and laugh. We decided that we need to spend a weekend or two together each year, without kids or husbands and I am going to hold them to it.
I have been so damned tired these past days, and I can't seem to shake it. I suppose it's stress as there certainly are enough things to keep me from sleeping and I haven't been. But this goes beyond sleepy, it is all the way through the bone tired. I have no idea what my problem is, but I am ready for it to go away. I haven't even walked much lately, and I feel so much better when I do.
I hope all of you are having a great week - it's hard to believe that November is here, Thanksgiving is just a couple of weeks away...where has this year gone? Not that I'm complaining, I am actually ready to see 2008 gone, it has been a rough one. Later friends. :)