When my dad died, I would dream that although he was dead, God had given him a month to see his family and say good-bye.  So we would all be around him showing our affection towards him and him towards us.  This is interesting because my dysfunctional family never actually showed much affection.

The next day I was driving home and I was starving ( Read more... )

Goldilocks just called me to tell me that the doctors say that Robin has three to six months to live.  I am in shock and the reality has not yet sunk in.  I am angry.  I am confused.  Robin is only 30 years old and too young, to nice, to positive, to wonderful, to die.  I am glad on several different levels that it was Goldilocks who told me but ( Read more... )

I should be sleeping now but I have been feeling guilty about not writing.  I need to be out of the house by 7:30 AM for an all day event.  Whenever I think about writing, it is never a good time.

I took a few days off and spent 60% of the time sleeping and goofing off and the remainder of the time running around doing errands.

Jen planned two ( Read more... )

Jen has had a lump on her head for the past 10 years and on Thursday, she had surgery to have it removed.  So I took half a day off work for that.  She hates hospitals and was quite nervous going in, but felt fine afterwards. They are going to biopsy the lump just to make sure it is nothing, but the doctor was not concerned since she has had it for ( Read more... )

Today my boss told me that she wants to give me my six month review this week.  That really put me in a bad mood because I am not looking forward to what she has to say.  Everyone who has worked with her has left because she is impossible to work for and a micro-manager.  She and I butt heads because I am not used to being micro-managed.  In my ( Read more... )

I posted an ad on Craig’s List for someone to hang out with and this guy responded.  He wanted my phone number so I gave it to him. Then he called me and started acting all weird. There were long uncomfortable pauses in his conversation.  It was like he did not know how to talk. He asked me what I was looking for, and I told him I wanted someone to ( Read more... )

When I first enrolled in college, I was an accounting major.  Not because I wanted to, but rather because my parents want me to. My parent’s life long dream was for me to become a CPA and work for Arthur Anderson (AA), because the world would always need accountants and in the 80’s AA was the place to be.

Of course, I look back now and laugh. If I ( Read more... )

I feel the need to write. So, I do. Free flowing thought. I saw two movies over this past weekend. The Italian Job was a fun ride. The other movie is called Tully. I think it is an Indie film. I got it from Netflix. Yea, I belong to that service. Actually I am very happy with it. I find it to be incredibly convenient and inexpensive (compared to ( Read more... )

It has been a while since I have recalled a memory from my past to place here in the diary mosaic. So today I thought that I would do just that. I wondered what happened to young Jack after Connie decided to break up with him so I searched my memory and came up with the following:

Clearly, I was obsessed with Connie. Not obsessed in a “if I can’t ( Read more... )

I was in the eighth grade when my dad had his first heart attack.  After that he quit his job because he felt it was too stressful for him.  He did not find another job until I was well out of college.  The burden of supporting our family rested on my mother.  She is a remarkable woman who not only cooked, cleaned, and took care of all aspects of ( Read more... )