That's all I have left to read in the Twilight Saga. I'm on book 4 with just 100 pages left. I made myself put the book down, planning to stretch it out until tomorrow to finish it. I have to admit, I'm getting a little obsessive about it. I saw the movie for the 2nd time yesterday. I rarely see a movie even once in the theater, preferring to save the hassle and just Netflix most that I want to see. Seeing a movie twice in the theater is a big deal for me. (I did see Titanic three times, back in the day. I think I was truly hoping Jack would live the next time I saw it - LOL!) Anyway, depending on how much longer our local theater has it, I just might see it one more time...
How'd our Christmas go, you ask? (Since it's rather obvious I'm avoiding posting about it.) Pretty much nothing special. Everyone got what they wanted/needed...except me. I got notonedamnthing. *sigh* I know, I know - It's better to give than receive, but would it have killed them to at least get me a card? Walmart has a whole section of cards for 99 cents each. Am I not worth that, at least? And now, perhaps you have a little better understanding of my fixation with Twilight. When real life disappoints you, you can count on some fictional vampires to lift your spirits a bit.
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Years of living with kids from the foster care system have made me a little nuts. Despite having adopted some kids, they constantly remind me, in so many little subversive ways, that I'm not the REAL momma and I never will be, no matter how hard I try.
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Meet the Family
- Alli - 23 year old daughter. She came to me at 15 as an emergency foster placement. She had a 2 month old micro-preemie son at the time.
- Baby Blair - Daughter of Alli. Born at 21 weeks gestation, she lived just minutes but has had a huge impact on all our lives.
- Beth - 20 year old daugher. Bio sister of Alli. She came to me about a month before her 14th birthday. I legally adopted her when she was sixteen.
- Boy Wonder - 26 year old son-in-law (husband of Alli). He is the father of Baby Blair and Miss Piggy.
- Cori - 18 year old former foster daughter. I've been in and out of her life since she was 9. She was recently adopted by a family that lives far away but I still hear from her on a semi-regular basis.
- Elvis - My 7 year old grandson. Alli's son. He was born at 26 weeks gestation and spent 4 months in NICU. At 6, he's non-verbal, doesn't walk, and his arms don't work well, either. Despite all that, he's AWESOME!
- Me - 42 year old single foster/adoptive mom. I teach school by day and deal with my wonderful, wacky (wacko?) family in my off-hours.
- Miss Piggy - Daughter of Alli and Boy Wonder. She was born July 1, 2009. She's walking everywhere and loves to dance. Lately, she's really gotten into dolls, saying "Baby!" whenever she sees one.
- Spider-Pig - 21 year old boyfriend of Beth. He's lasted longer than most of her other boyfriends added together. We'll see where this relationship goes. (Thanks to Mongoose for giving him his blog name. He'd love it, I'm sure.)
- SpiderPiglet - 8 month old daughter of Beth and SpiderPig. She's cute as a button and starting to get really mobile.
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4 comments:
How many times did you see some of the Star Wars movies?
I thought for sure they'd have something for you when you all got home from Al's. Damn. I'm sorry. You want to share my cookie sheets :-).
I completely feel your pain here. There have been years where I have worked myself ragged to put on this awesome Christmas for my dh and 10 kids (6 adopted from the foster care system) and on Christmas morning? - nada. You don't WANT to be disappointed, you WANT to just give and give and be happy that you've made them happy, however, resentment does work its way in when you start thinking about how many hours you've put into making them happy and they can't even get you a damn card or even just make a point to clean up after this huge dinner you did for all of them or anything.... This year my younger kids kept saying, "I can't wait to see what you get me for Christmas!!" After about the 60th time of hearing this, I started responding by clapping my hands together and excitedly saying, "I know, I know and I can't wait to see what YOU get for me!!". Very immature, I know, but I just got alot of blank looks. Three of my older kids have finally caught on to the giving part of it and were very generous (21, 20 and 19) so there's hope. My oldest got me M&M's and a bracelet (probably on the way over to pick up his gifts), but he just married the d-i-l from hell so that explains it a little bit.
I haven't read the books yet - I keep resisting because of all the hoopla with my teenage girls and their friends, but now I'm starting to be swayed by all of the adults I'm hearing about loving them.
i'm with ya too, my dd got me nothing, except a basket of bath/body work stuff that i was buying for myself (while I was buying her gifts for her bff, with my money). At the checkout line, she asked...can that be from me to you? some kids just think of themselves, regardless of how much giving they observe throughout their lives.
Elvis would have bought you the earth if he could!
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