Well Saturday & The Fun Begins!

Early this morning, Mom hung the phone up with Luke, he has the whole family packed in the truck and ready to slide on down here for a few days. I can only imagine what all the items they are bringing down. He and Julie feel the whole house needs to travel with them when they take the kids - and Jacks. I can not wait to see those two little ones and hear them giggle and spout off words, I think Camen only drools and blurs out Maammmmaa. She started walking about 2 weeks ago on Friday, so that means extra baby proofing the house, or at least my room.
I guess portions of my last post weren’t as nice sounds as they should have been. I didn’t intend on making anyone mad or sound angry. I’ve always been taught that people will read your work as they may with their moods and there is nothing you can do, that if: Frank The Farmer reads your blog and he’s pissed at the world because his cow tipped over a full milk bucket. He probably will hate every word you put down.
At first when I heard that my post was taken as mean, it disgusted me. “Well shit, here we go again. I can’t put down what I feel without hurting someone’s feelings once more.” It rumbled around in my mind a while, I read and reread it over a few times. I can see maybe how it was taken out of context but won’t change it. It’s been sorted out and I will continue to put down my feelings again -- to a fashion.
I still have that easy going come-what-may attitude right now, other people and their crazy hardships in their lives isn’t going to effect me. PG and I were discussing a couple of people we know that have certain life issues going on (Jacks) was one of course. I think we both plan on setting him down and showing him the correct way of treating someone or how to be respected. “Once you let them kick you down and you stay down, you are down for the count” well, that’s my philosophy in life and relationships, however wrong that may be. Besides a mutual respect should be had between each individual not the “This is what I want and to hell with your feelings” My Ex was a champ at convincing me what ever her will was -- was the best route to take. I was miserable, in the end and loathed myself for being put in that situation. Then someone kicked me in the ass (my PG) and like Rocky Balboa I stood at the top of the steps and swore “Never again will I let someone take control of my life”. (I was going to use Scarlet O’Hara and the “As God is my witness“….) but Rocky seemed more appropriate for me to use. Oh aren’t I a fun sexist one?
Today will be a suit shopping day since that portion of yesterday was blown to hell and back. The clothing stores were packed like sardines all day long as I attempted to look for a decent pair of pants and jacket.