Monday Check In

Good Morning All!

We had a wet but nice weekend.

Friends of ours that have become extended family were married this weekend and we were blessed to attend the nuptials. While it poured before and it poured after the wedding. The rain stopped during the wedding and the reception that followed. It was really lovely in so many ways. The reception provided a bevy of finger sandwiches, fruit and cheese trays, vegetable trays, etc... I was seduced by the lovely tidbits and realized a few bites too late that I had over indulged in the delightful array of goodies. That was both disappointing and comforting. Disappointing because it meant that I wasn't feeling so great for a little while and put it's own kind of damper on the reception for me, but comforting because I know that my tool is always here working with me and for me. It puts me in check if and when I forget to take care of myself. 

Ben and I are now actively in the process of getting moved. UGH!! We had movers come help us with the 'big stuff' and thank goodness the weather held through the move. Now we are in the process of shuttling all of the little stuff and have gotten drenched a few times... I imagine that will continue considering the weather reports. I guess the good news is that it could have been hotter than Haiti and it's been reasonably mild. For that I'm grateful. 

Since we've gotten the big stuff moved, I can stock the fridge and freezer again and I'm hoping that will help us get back on a normal eating pattern. I've noticed with the move that we haven't been eating nearly as well as we had before. I think that has to do with to much eating out. I made dinner at home last night and of course many of the things I needed to prepare dinner weren't available, but that will get better. Being able to have a homemade dinner around the table was a good thing and we'll be doing that more often again. 

Well, I'd better get going. I hope all have had a good weekend and have a good day ahead. 

Carrie and Barb were on the same wave length this morning and started the thread at the same time!

I had planned to take the day off to attend my cousins funeral. My boss emails me and one of my peers this morning as she too had a death in her family and she was attending a funeral today. Too much bad news was making Ms Sensitive a little heavy hearted.

I came to work as my cousins immediate family are not playing nice in the sand box. No services. Arguing and disagreeing over last wishes, and belongings, and money. These folks are my elders and acting like greedy little babies. 

PSA - secure your eternity in your faith and make a will or at the very least, make sure someone you trust and will see to your final wishes. 

I woke up Saturday excited to run, turned on the DVR to star****ching the Biggest Loser and I hear about a plane crash in India. One of my employees just left Thursday evening to go to India. My heart raced. Was she on that plane? Did her whole family go with her? When was she to arrive? I emailed her and called her cell. Long story short, she just contacted me.  She is ok! Her plane arrived the same day with no problems.

Found out another cousin was given 6 months to live. I do not know her. I know her mom (1st cousins) and I just ache for her.

Heard about an argument between another cousin and an uncle. It was UGLY! My family is making the Hatfields and the McKoys look like angels!

If we cannot get along within our own family, you know other folks can forget it! I am ashamed for them and so want to make them kiss and makeup! I just want to scream how short life is and how all the hatred an anger just saps their own happiness. 

So my glass is half empty for my family. To them, I am the little baby (not hardly little and 40 some years past being a baby!) I am the diplomat, the goodie two-shoes, the little church-goer, the turn the other checker, etc.

They are happiest bickering and fighting! I told my mama I was adopted! 

Actually, when she had me, she said they put her to sleep, and she woke up and they gave me to her. I told her they gave her any ole baby laying around! These folks cannot be mine!





 

Fionna - there is something about that piece of paper from vital records that brings out the absolute worst in people. I see it every single day as part of my job.

I know that as long as you can hold your head up and rise above it - then by golly you can do anything. Just remember that sqabbling folks like this are happiest when surrounded by other miserable folks. Hang on to the hope that you were switched - either that or let them know your Moma was the only one who knew how to raise a child.

I'm so sorry to hear all of your bad news.

(((HUGS)))

- Iris

You brought a smile to my face and made me chuckle!

As I was driving to work and praying about my family, I was thinking that we were not raised to turn on family. In fact, we were raised to keep tight with family. You know, blood thicker than water, family first ALWAYS, sometimes to the point where non-family was shunned. This is one of my grandfathers brothers family. Our grandparents raised us (me not so much as my mom was the youngest of 9) but the teachings lived on.

It could be worse as I was never abused or neglected, so I'll count my blessings.