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L has ascended

Inviting L to blog with us, she says that she might as well,so I can zip it on her life and she can write about it for a change. I am no longer Elf Princess, L wants my name. I am currently thinking of new one.

Going back to Cali

Knock Knock who's there, me the idiot. Okay I did lose something in Cali. I've lost alot of somethings there. So I'm getting on a plane and going to the city of my birth. I'll just be driving through though. I have a funeral to attend. I've rented a car like an adult so my parents don't have to pick me up. They'll be busy grieving. I am going to be there for my father, he has lost his father.
I will be there for him. I knew this was coming, just didn't know how fast. I didn't really know the man. He did not particularly like my mother which is sad because she ended up being the one to lovingly care for him during what would be the last year of his life. His son, that was not his favorite, my stepfather was the one that helped him keep his dignity and allowed him to be the King of his castle til his dying day. He was not ever my grandfather, we were just some kids that came along with the package when his son married my mother. I don't feel any particular loss but I do grieve for my parents. I think I am missing some basic human empathy, I don't really view death as negative. The loss for the living is what is indeed sad. There are some losses that I do not want to imagine. I cannot fathom losing my children or my mate. I do not want to know what that particular feeling is like. I had a hard enough time losing my Rebel, and he was only with me a few years.
To me each loss is a reminder of other losses. I barely remember Lindy, I remember the loss and the lack of her in my life more than I actually can recall an abundance of memories involving her. She is like a dream now, and alot of it has melded together with the passage of time. I have pieces of her still, parts of her are with me. A part of her is me. I have her freckles, I have her quirks, I have her namesake.

My dog doesn't play ball and I don't dance

I dreamt about tomatoes among other thing on Saturday night so L decided that we should stop and buy some farm fresh produce. We did and it led to nothing exciting, the fruit was absolutely beautiful though. We also bought valley lemons and more jalapenos than we really need. Then we went to the beach for a walk. I saw a lady there continually tossing a tennis ball out for her dog. The dog was lovin it. It made me wish that I had a dog like that. I have always wanted a dog that will play ball. I have never had one. My Uncle had a mixed breed dog named Toby and he would bring the ball back to you until he passed out. Even when he was old and arthritic he wanted to play. I remember in his last days rolling the ball on the ground for him and he would slowly get it. If Peanut could talk he would probably say that he has always wanted a human that can dance so I should just shut the hell up and be grateful for what I have. Which is basically a dog that does nothing but lick you to death and no sense of rhythum whatsoever.
Lastnight I had a sex dream that was actually about my husband for a change. I missed him so much yesterday that I almost called the for emergencies only number just because I had the overwhelming urge to tell him that I missed him.

Random Ramblings

The play was nice and L got a chance to meet up with her drama friends afterwards. Then we went to Kohls so L could expand her wardrobe. Unfortunately Flour Bluff High was having some type of semiformal dance at the restaurant nearby and L the drama queen that she is just starts acting completely traumatized by this. I told her that he wasn't there. She asked me how I knew and I told her that I was using my psychic powers. She then informed me that I have limited psychic ability (which was really her nice way of saying that my predictions suck) and that if I thought that he wasn't there then that meant that he probably definately was. "Okay then" I said, "Maybe he is but just imagine how much he is embarressing her right now." She will probably break up with him tomorrow. Then L got in the spirit and said I'm sure she is quite impressed with his animal impressions and is probably thinking, why exactly did I get my hair done for this?
I am missing the hell out of my husband, I am ill equipped to deal with moody daughter. I just miss him period. I would rather he were here.
I am waiting to hear back from brother so I can figure out when our vacation will be this summer. I don't miss California anymore.I remember when I first moved her 13 years ago I missed it like crazy. Everything was better in CA, but now I am anchored here. As K always says I didn't lose anything in CA. CA is biased against CA because he ran away at 17 to follow his first lover.He can't remember her name but he does remember that he loathes CA. Might have had something to do with the fact that he lived in Fresno and was poor as dirt. That is just a guess though. I want to take the kids to Disneyland more than I actually want to see my parents. I am really looking forward to seeing my brothers brood. He is crazy enough to have 4 kids also and they are all beautiful. They are a stark contrast to my lot, all with dark hair, skin, and eyes.
If the dates aren't right to see my brother I really want to take the kids to the Redwood Forest. I just know that they would all be blown away by it and at the higher elevations there is snow year around. The boys will really dig that. Heck I will really dig that, snow nice to play in not to live in.
I have managed not to use the heater this year, okay so maybe only because I have been too lazy to call the repair man. I'll have to do it before next weekend when our guests arrive. No more random ramblings at the moment.

No good title

I told Hal that L wasn't feeling in top form due to the whole losing pet boy and his answer was to take her shopping. First stop was World Market for dark chocolate, pomegranate Italian soda, and raspberry chipotle sauce. Next was Petsmart to get a wonderwomen collar for Alice and a neon green one for Shadow. Then it was dining on green and black pitted olives soaked in olive oil and the raspberry chipotle creamcheese concoction with crackers. We were suppose to eat linguine with cabernet sauce but we never made it that far. We washed it down with metro mint water which we have decided to start making ourselves. Nothing but water and mint. Everyone except for Kelly is giving up soda, (unless it is Italian soda which is just too wonderful not to imbibe on occasion).
L stopped drinking caffeine a few days ago and her skin is glowing, crystal clear so I decided to follow suit. We will get our caffeine the way God intends us to, (by eating chocolate). Yeah right lets see how long I last without a cup of coffee. I'll be flopping on the floor any minute, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Alice entered our lives when the church cat had kittens, but that is not the story that we told Kelly. We inherited shadow when our neighbor passed away in October. He is a giant black cat that is sweet as can be. I still can't believe that no relatives were willing to take him after Mr. Bryce died. Sad sad sad, boo to them. People that leave their estates to their pets are not so crazy after all.

Yang thinks I am perfect

I have been painting Manor for the past three weeks now, hope to get it rented in February. We will see how that goes. The sober living house is due to open up soon, I'll post on that when I have a date. The house is being renovated at the moment thankfully not by me. Some guys from San Antonio are coming down next weekend to look at the house and drum up some interest in it. Both nice guys that I met the a year ago the day after I was released from the hospital for the kidney thing. L and I are going to see A Christmal Carol at the Harbor Playhouse, we have an extra student ticket. Lindy has asked a girlfriend so hopefully we won't have an empty seat. I know that it will bother her if we do. Okay maybe it will just bother me. The Christmas tree tumbled over last night and the water spilled on the carpet which is no biggy except for that one of the boys had stuck a candy cane in the stand so now my carpet has a nice red tinge to it. I am going shopping for more presents for my Yang. Hopefully I can get them off today and they will arrive in time.
I called Yang a few days ago to whine about how I am a crappy mother, of course Yang will not concede that I am a crappy anything. She thinks I am perfect which leads me to believe that perhaps she is a bit dillusional. I have always had a soft spot in my heart for the mentally ill.

ROBBY LOTT BOO!

And the award for first boy to break my daughters heart goes to Robby Lott. Boo!!! Hiss!!! This past month L brought a boy to church for the first time, got her first kiss, and went through her first break up. Two days ago she was crying on the floor but she is now smiling again and getting texts from someone else so I guess all is well. Like any good mother I erased all his pics from the comp, deleted him from her messenger list and cell phone and she thanked me for it. When asked for advice about the opposite sex all I could tell her was that boys are stupid. I said look at your father, he is 50 and he is still stupid. She laughed not realizing that I was completely serious.
I am giving heartfelt consideration to homeschooling L, I think that public school is not for everyone. It is pretty much for the birds. I need to win Kelly over on this one. It may take some time. I wish that she could get her GED and start college early.
Nothing grand going on in my life, I miss Yang that's a constant. I am trying to get L to journal but she has no interest in it. I myself have done no journaling for quite some time but I am feeling the need to get back into it so I may enthrall you with my lyrical run on sentences once again. The X-mas tree is up and decorated, the wreath is on the door. The house smells like pine cinnamon and Nag Champa. I am watching the squirrels in the back yard, L is trying to entertain me by making meowing sounds. Life is good.