Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Annoyed by my drama yet?

I just received this email from my mother. No greeting, nothing in the subject line, just this. This is the first I have heard from my parents since we left at Christmas.

We are making a list of our house contents and who we want things to go to after we die. Grandma did this, and I think that we all appreciated knowing who she wanted to have her things. Is there anything in the house that you would like your name next to and that you would accept responsibility for the cost of shipping or moving to your home?

First, WTF?

And second, WTF?

And third, who else do I think would pay for it if they are dead??? I wouldn't expect them to pay for it if they were alive??

And fourth, WTF?

I feel like anything I respond with is going to be wrong.


Monday, February 16, 2009

Because I just can't let it go!

For the first time in as long as I can remember, my father didn't not send me flowers for Valentines Day. Not that I really expected he would, but still.

They haven't responded to any of my attempts at contact either, which has included emails, videos of the boys, a thank you note and a phone message. All very non-confrontational, with no mention of our "issues".

They did however send Noah a birthday present and card, and both boys Valentines cards.

But they signed them grandma and grandpa instead of MomMom and PaPa like they have always been called and always signed things in the past. Does this mean anything? Am I just reading in to things?

I'm still at a loss as to what to do, short of calling them and grovelling. Since I don't grovel and I don't think I'm wrong, that won't be happening.

Monday, February 09, 2009

He said what? - episode 173

Over the last couple weeks Noah has asked us a few times who Jesus Christ is. It's a very interesting question for us to answer, considering Rich is Jewish, and I'm a heathen.

I'm not sure if he's been interested because he's heard us say it a few too many times recently, or because of a commercial that's been playing on TV.

The other day he asked us what Jesus Christ's last name was.

How wrong is it that I told him it was "Superstar?"


Wednesday Noah wasn't feeling well so I let him stay home from school and took him in to work with me for a few hours. I had a couple meetings that I really couldn't miss and I figured he was just sick enough he might be able to actually sit there and play quietly during them.

He did great! I was really proud of him. Noah sick is a very enjoyable Noah to be with. Sad to say, I know.

Anyway, during one of the meetings I noticed he was grabbing his crotch. I learned towards him to ask if he had to go to the bathroom. He very matter of fact said to me, "No, my penis is just big."

Ahh, if only I had a dollar for every time a guy sitting next to me in a meeting said that.


Sunday, February 08, 2009

Confessions of Mommy Needs Therapy

Hi, my name is Kristine. And I'm an addict.

To Bubble Spinner. That's why I haven't been around much lately. I can't stop playing this damn game!

In fact, just going to get the link I had to stop and give it a spin. I dare you. Give it a try.


I fell today. Hard. Kind of on my left side. I have a big bruise on my left upper arm, and my wrist and knuckles hurt. I'm kind of embarrassed. Because I fell off my desk chair. While I was sitting on it. All I did was lean down to pick something up, and there I went. Slow motion fall. Ouch.


I peed myself the other night. While I was watching TV.

Also, I'm a 12 year old boy.


And this may have turned me on just a little bit.

check out the outtakes here.


Monday, February 02, 2009

My Shrink

I started seeing a psychiatrist a couple weeks ago. Well, I've seen her once, for about 30 minutes. At a meager cost of $250. Oy... It was a bit like you see in the movies. You enter one door and wait in a waiting room, she takes you in to her living room like office, then when it is over she escorts you out a different door. Oh so Hollywood.

She came well recommended and I felt comfortable with her and confident in her approach. I am starting a new antidepressant (slow taper up) and will eventually taper off the Zoloft I have been taking for 15 years. I started at 1/4 dose for a week and on Friday upped to 1/2 dose. I figure it will be at least two more weeks, if not longer, before I know if it is doing anything for me.

I'm hopeful. It's been a very long time since I've felt where I think I should be. Like I'm often close, just hovering underneath "normal," but never really there. It's going to be a real buzz kill if what I think is normal doesn't really exist.

So I see the psychiatrist again in a couple weeks, for a mere $100 med check. Here's to happier days ahead.


Sunday, February 01, 2009


Thanks to everyone for the supportive comments about the situation with my parents. It's so helpful to hear from others.

I'm still not sure how I'm going to handle it long term. For now my therapist has suggested I consider them to be in an extended time out. Considering they haven't even responded to an email telling them Kiel was in the hospital, I think that's more than warranted for now.


On the illness front I spent Friday either hanging my head over the toilet or curled up in bed. The nausea only lasted about 12 hours fortunately. I spent another 36 hours in bed fighting a fever and massive headache. I'm feeling much better now though.

Kiel has diarrhea again. And a rash on his face and trunk. I'm pretty confident the rash is a viral rash and hope it is just the final remnant of his stomach virus. If it's not better tomorrow I'll take him to the pediatrician Tuesday. He seems to be feeling fine and is eating and drinking.

Right now he and Noah are chasing each other around the family room laughing and screaming. It still amazes me how much Noah likes playing with him. And how for the most part he's very good with Kiel. We've come a long way since the summer.