making our own fun, canine companions for independence, tequila, & cleaning

Adventure Island yesterday with niece-in-law & some of the kids...chose yesterday instead of today because today's rain chances were higher.  Got some rain, off & on, and made our own fun...truth or dare.  Well, dare.  My nephew did all of them...the kids learned that you can make your own fun...and in big part because of niece-in-law...her idea to play truth or dare.  Did leave after we heard the automated "ladies and gentlemen...due to inclement weather..." announcement for the 89th time.

Went to a charity Bunco game for Canine Companions for Independence last night with mom and Andie...a fun night and helped a great program.  Met a few ladies there that were really nice, but felt tired and out of place a little (not sure why)...did win a door prize - tequila and shot glasses!  Those will sit on the bar forever...

Picked Stephen's car up today & returned rental...smallest rental ever, if you don't count the clown car Boy Andy tried to rent in Detroit a couple of years ago.  Happy to have the car back...

Should've cleaned today and didn't.  The kids did some chores.  The rest are mocking me as I go from room to room...but "Happy Gilmore" is on, so............

sometimes a sit, a sweat, some watermelon, & an old friend make you grin

I have a friend from high school who lives not too far from here, but about an hour, so far enough that we don't see each other all the time (and when we do, we're usually ogling Rays players or drinking wine or ogling Rays players), so when she messaged me that she'd be in Brandon for the week house sitting for her parents, I was like, "Um, yeah!"  Party at Holly's while her parents are out of town...like old times.  Except she had both of her kids & I had our youngest & our nephew.

Forced the kids to awkwardly interact so that we could catch up & giggle.  Sitting outside in that B-Town Florida heat that we all grew up with, by a pool, in our swimsuits, eating watermelon & drinking tea from her mom's Tervis tumblers...smiling and laughing.

From what our kids are doing to how our parents are doing to remembering when to feeling so at home no matter how much time goes by between these long, languid, easy hangouts...days like today really do make me happy I live in the town I grew up in.

And, of course, I brought home a bag of hand-me-downs from her youngest to share with my sister...because we're 41 year old moms.  And we both love the environment...except for menstrual cups.

You can't make old friends

the thought that crossed my mind today almost happened

Our nephew & his wife and their kids are staying with us...there are 11 people in our house.  Today I ran errands with our niece-in-law.  When we got back, we talked about opening a bottle of vodka, taking a nap, then staying up all night sliding mattresses down the staircase.  We didn't do it.  I'm wondering how tonight would've been if we had...thinking about getting stinking ass drunk and sliding mattresses down the staircase is appealing at 41 years old, and I'm trying to figure out if it's because it sounds fun or because I'm in such a strange place emotionally & mentally that the idea of banging my bones down a staircase will remind me that I'm still here.  Either way, I think I'm glad we decided not to...

Instead I folded laundry, pranked my husband (thank you, nephew), cleaned up spilled something (hoping it was water), and am looking around at the zoo we call our house right now...while teenagers make us crack up and toddlers yell and bottles are being drank and now a 3 year old is telling me she needs to brush her teeth.  She does...she has toddler breath.  But I'm busy typing on my blog...which teenager should I send her to...

And I'm back.  Teeth brushed & baths given.  I see a bottle of pinot grigio that looks like it could use some company...

if it weren't for my crazy medication

If it weren't for my crazy medication, I might have another breakdown.  Trying very hard not to, and believe me, it's work not to.

Darkness crawls all around me all the time.  It's ready to strike and ready to seize me.  It would be so easy to let it...but worth the work not to.  My mind is hurt, damaged, delicate...none of which is my fault, but still it is, fragile.

I scream and I smile, I scream and I smile, I scream and I smile.  Mirrors hurt, who is my friend...what a dark place this is and how badly I want out.

reaching

Reaching up, there are stars up there
Proof that in dark there is light
Finding my way, painfully slow
Here I am, fighting the fight

Reaching up, seems more desirable than reaching down
Easier to lose your way on the ground
Grips of strength will pull you from above
And in my mind, claws pull down

Reaching up, because I'm just a girl
Who needs to reach, I always have
Independent I am not
A flaw, it may be, but I'll always reach

When I reach, please pull me up
If I'm reaching, I'm falling

life is rich

We are blessed to have a family that is close-knit and loving.  I am blessed to have this in my family, and in friends that have become family to me.

We talked a little about family this weekend, while we had some cousins visiting for the July 4th weekend.  We aren't all related by blood, but blood doesn't always make family.

We weave our way into each other's lives, and sometimes we're fortunate enough to call each other family.  I'm thinking the whole concept of family having to be blood is a very outdated way of thinking, and it's probably been centuries since anybody really felt that way.  I read this quote and giggled:

“It doesn't matter to me. We're still cousins in our own way. Blood's just something old people talk about to make you feel bad.” ― Rita Mae Brown 


Another person that I love very much and consider family, who I call "other daughter", is my best friend's daughter, and my oldest daughter's best friend.  She started a journey to California this morning, to start a new adventure in her life.  It is so hard for me to think of her as a grown up, and even harder to imagine her not living up the road, but I am also very proud of her and hope that all of her dreams come true.  My heart is hurting for my bestie, but also finding the good in what's happening...this is a growing experience for my OD, and she needs to feel supported so that's what we're doing.  It's probably scary for her, exciting and scary...proud of you OD.  Happy for you, and love you.

"There are two things we should give our children: one is roots and the other is wings." - Reverend Henry Ward Beecher

40

I"m 40!!!!!  Okay, 40 and 2 weeks...about'ish.  You know how a lot of people have lists of things they'd like to do before they're 40?  Not me...I have lists of things I want to do at any point!  Gimme adventure, please!

Big news happening at the Turner Clan Castle...we moved June 2.  Love it!  Still some boxes floating around, finishing touches abound!!  Last day of school was June 6 - no more elementary school!  WHAT?  Are you CRAY CRAY?  What will I do??  I know what I'll do...you'll see me more at the middle school!  AND my stepson has come to live with us!!!!!!  Early June, all moved in.  So excited...will be up at the high school some, I'm sure.  :)  AND Stephen took me to Vegas for my 40th!!!!!  Had so much fun, we went with my sissy & her husband, and several of my best friends, and got to make new friends!  Left a little too much money in Las Vegas, but that's okay  :)

And now summer is here...wine on the occasional school night (yeah, yeah...give me a break.  Let me slurp my pinot grigio), and lots of homecooked meals.  Mimi's pool, and Nonnie and Papa's before they head off to the mountains.

Oh, and thank goodness for mail forwarding...have already caught a few things I would've forgotten to update because stuff came in the mail.  Sunpass...library cards..snail mail is still the shit!  If you're anything like me, you've forgotten the login and passwords for the lengthy lists of online accounts that we have.

So, tomorrow...more unpacking.  Maybe a nap.  We'll play it by ear