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Wednesday, Jan. 31, 2007 @ 9:06 pm
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Walking to the bus today, was actually kind of cool. It was lightly snowing and with the moonlight hitting just right, everything was all sparkly, like God decided to pour glitter all over the ground. I've forgotten how pretty snow can be when you aren't freezing to death attempting to scrape ice off you car window. It wasn't even too cold out, only about 14f, which is rather warm compared to the -20's we've managed to get down to on occassion the last couple of weeks.

It was actually quite peaceful and lovely, the kind of scene that makes you really think about things, like the world and your place in it.

Warren and I seem to be back on better terms. I took some of what he said to heart, he made some good points. I do want to continue to have the same power I had when he was little. He is still along way from doing whatever he feels like, but he's not anymore either. I need to talk to him more.

He's been doing so much better in school, no coincidence he improved when the idiot went away. He also gets himself up and makes his own breakfast in the morning before getting off to school by himself, most mornings. I need to give him more credit. I should be greatful he wants to share things with me, and wants me to understand. I think we may be closer than i think, but things are changing so fast. He needs to separate from me and form his own identity, and idenity he is still trying to figure out, hell I'm still figuring mine out.

I should be greatful he shares with me, not resentful that my little boy is turning into a man in front of my eyes.

We bonded tonight when he discovered Mom's taste in old movies, isn't as odd and strange as he thought. I made him sit thru "A night at the Opera", as I love Groucho. Any one with a mouth like that, is on my people to admire list. he thought it would suck, half way thru he was asking me to find more Marx brothers movies. SCORE ONE FOR MOM.

Not to ignore any other part of his cinematic education, I also introducted him to Monty Python, which he is still making up his mind on. He was soso on The Holy Grail, but loved parts of "And now for Something Complelty Diferent".

Last week we watched Brazil, he wasn't sure what to think. Personally I think certain politicians watched that movie and missed the point, thinking it was a great how to movie, not the cautionary tale it was intended to be.

Apparently also when one looses weight it comes off all different parts of the body. My ring, which was my fathers class ring and is almost years old, has been loose for sometime. I've been managing to do different tricks to keep it on, but somehow they finally stopped working. I was on the bus on the way home when I noticed it wasnt' on my finger. It hadn't been noticed in some time. I am praying it is either in the sink at West Acres, where I washed my hands, after using the bathroom. Or the sink at work, either in the kitchen or the ladies room. I can't for the life of me think of where else it would be. I can't thin of where else it would be. I remember wearing it this morning and moviing it from one finger to antoher trying to find a way to fit it. Than I remember nothing.

Let's hope St. Ellegius, patron saint of lost causes, is willing to do some overtime. I don't normally believe in the whole saints thing, despite my Catholic brainwashing, but in desperate times one will try anything.

And the antibiotics must be working. I haven't had any pain almost all day, at least until next Thursday, when I'll be reduced to eating puree of whatever I can mash up. I'm sure my dentist took mone look at my mouth and started mentally pricing Ferarris.


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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.

I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.

I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.