Golf Just Isn’t My Thing

Little Man has been going to the driving range with his grandpa. He loves sports and will watch about anything on t.v. with a ball. He was excited to get to try his hand at golf. Honestly, I don’t get it. Golfing is expensive, over priced. The equipment is outrageous and course fees are too. He came home talking about wanting a set of clubs of his own, and how grandpa wanted Callaway irons for Christmas. I hate to disappoint him, but I can’t afford golf. The kids who are on the golf team here are kids who live in our upscale community that has a golf course and pro shop for the residents. Unless I hit the lottery, that isn’t going to happen in my single mom world.

Draggin’ Mom Into the 21st Century

I think I just about have her there. I drug her kicking and screaming out of cassete tape players and into the world of ipods. Can you believe it? I talked her into buying one and loaded five audio books on it. She still has room for, I don’t know, a gazillion more. She was pretty impressed. When mom packed for her trip last month, she save a whole bag by just tucking the ipod into her purse instead of packing a tape player and four or five audio books on cassette. Now, if I could just get her to buy a dvd player.

Way too old for pimples, and I have two of them! I never thought I’d be in my late 30’s and looking for info on how to get rid of pimples. Shouldn’t I be past this already? Like 20 years ago already? I’m getting them worse in the last two or three months than I did when I was a teen. It’s not fair. At least when I shop the pimple section at the store, people will think I’m looking at them for my kid and not me if I keep my head down where they can’t see the monsters on my chin.

So what am I doing? Typing into the old google box best acne treatments. I know, I can’t believe it either. It had better not get worse. I wonder if it isn’t just plain old stress, and the way we’ve been eating lately since we’ve been so busy.

Get Ready? Moving Day’s Coming

I have been a bad knitting blogger. I feel like my whole life’s been on hold. My mom has been living with us since June 9 and the big flood. It destroyer her house. But today, her new house is almost ready. The electrician is here. The furnace man will be here soon to hook up the gas lines. Moving day is coming! I can’t wait to see the moving trucks roll in and clear out her stuff from my bedroom. I get my room back!! I’ll get my bed, my desk, my corner of the room that’s my creative space with my art supplies, my knitting and spinning supplies, books, etc. I miss it. I miss my privacy and being alone to think and create. I’m so grateful this is almost over and I can have my life back. My mom is so difficult to live with.

Yay!!!!! Moving Day!!!!!!!!!

Autism Fair

There was an Autism Awareness Fair at one of the elementary schools this weekend. When I drove by, the parking lot was packed. They had games and informational booths, a moonwalk outside for the kids, books for sale, and presentations by several local speakers on the topic for parents and teachers. They were also raising donations for our local Autism Awareness chapter and to help provide the special needs the kids and families need. I didn’t realize so many were affected locally by this illness. I’m glad the fair went well for them.