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Nooks & Crannies

2007-05-30

All in all, today was a good day. My son wasn't sick so that was great all by itself. Work was nice except we have testing going on so you have to be super quiet in the halls and the hall monitors give stern looks if you even think about going down one of the testing halls. I enjoy asking the monitors what they would do if I took off running and screaming down the halls, but that thought doesn't usually go over too well. Every year I ask if they'll chase me and every year I get the "you wouldn't dare" look. Of course I wouldn't, but thinking about it is fun. Unfortunately, I think I'm the only one who sees the humor in it. Oh well . . .

Like I said, work was nice. One of my co-workers (from our central office) was in my office all day working at a spare desk I have for my kids. I like having him there. The conversation is always interesting and we have quite a few things in common so there's always something to chat about. He's a good kid (18 to my almost 36) and talking with him about problems in his life makes me feel good knowing that I'm helping him help himself. Helps me too sometimes when I listen to my own advice.

The only bad stuff today was a day long panic attack feeling. I woke up with the twitching eye muscles that hopefully no one can see but me. That's a stress reaction, but I wasn't stressing (at least consciously). I was also having chest pains throughout the day, but I didn't worry because I've gotten kind of use to it and I had a few dizzy moments. I hate the dizzy because I have vertigo too and I'm never sure what's causing the dizziness this time around. I used to think I was on the verge of a heart attack, but my doctor assures me if it's the big one I'll definitely know it. Chest pains & twitching are finally going away since I took the happy panic pill. I should have taken it much earlier, but I hate feeling tired if it's not a full blown panic attack.

My new goal in life - getting a tummy tuck. I'm trying to find a way to have it deemed medically necessary (back pain, etc) so I don't have to pay out-of-pocket for it. After 2 c-sections I look like my belly is sliding away. My stomach muscles are separated so losing the belly through exercise is a joke. I want a fighting chance to look pretty and not have to hide behind my clothes. I think I'm a nudist at heart, but I can't bear to see me naked. My husband tells me he loves me just like I am and he doesn't notice my tummy. I tell him he must be blind and I prefer honesty to flattery. Blah, blah, blah . . .

My oldest has me ordering a video game online (only way to get it). With dial up, I may be here for a while. I owe him $20 so this is his way of paying him back. My session timed out while waiting for the page to load so if it doesn't work this time, I'm going to do it at work. It's funny how we block my bank, but I can still shop online with Walmart sitting at work. I guess I don't need to know if money's in the bank - just spend, spend, spend! That is definitely a joke, but I get paid tomorrow so it's okay. I seem to finally be getting somewhere with my "blazing, high speed" dialup so now the worst I have to worry about is someone hacking Wal-Mart and running away with my credit card info. With my luck, it would happen. That's a joke. Just keep telling myself "think positive" and life is as good as I make it in my sick little brain. Okay, it's not a little brain, but a BIG one with little nooks and crannies like an english muffin. Mmmmmmm . . . english muffins. Yummy!

Tomorrow is already looking good. Payday and Friday's only a day away. Happy days are here again la, la, la . . . if you know the words, please sing loud and proud. I only know the one line, but it's a good one.

I forgot to mention too that my youngest earned his last tip tonight at martial arts. He will be testing for his purple belt Saturday. He's so excited he wants to stay at recess tomorrow to work on his application papers. Won't be long and he'll be able to kick my butt all over the house. Good thing I'm the mama and I can whoop him like only a mama can!

Chest pain coming back again. I think I'll go to bed (since Wal-Mart's done) and maybe I'll wake up tomorrow and not feel like I'm falling apart. If not, pop more pills and hope I don't fall asleep sitting at my desk. Way too much junk in my office and I don't want to fall over and break my little head.

Night, night!

What Do Your Bathroom Habits Say About You?

Toilet Humor?

2007-05-29

What Your Bathroom Habits Say About You

You are a very considerate person, but that doesn't mean you let people walk all over you. Your idea of fashion is jeans and a t-shirt. Clean, if you're lucky. You are a little shy and easily embarrassed. You often wonder if you are normal. In relationships, you tend to be very romantic and demanding. You'll treat your partner like gold, but you expect a lot in return.

Believe it or not, this really does sound like me! In the immortal words of Barnabus -
Holy crap!

Need A Little Happiness?

2007-05-29

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Home Today

2007-05-29

Got an extra day off for Memorial Day. Nothing to cheer about though. My youngest is home sick and I'm the clean up crew. Woo Hoo!

Started thinking about John first thing this morning. I'm getting really tired of this. I wish I could pull out my brain and sit it to the side for a few hours. Nothing to think about. Nothing in my head. It's drives me crazy. If my mouth ain't moving my brain is busy picking up the slack.

Worked on my school blog this morning. Wish I could remote in to my servers from home. I've got so much I can do, but stuck here. I hate being at home when I could be at work. Don't get me wrong, I love spending time with my boys, but Doodle Bug is busy watching Ice Age The Meltdown so I'm not much use to him unless he needs something. Boring. . .

Jerry Springer is the only thing on tv remotely interesting right now. You know the world is going to hell in a handbasket when that's the best thing on tv. Today's topic: Pregnant by your brother. Now that's entertainment!!

Get to leave the house soon. Got to run to the post office so the car payment & current goober's child support arrears check won't be late. Makes me sick that we have to send Debbie money for a 19-20 year old (because she lied in court) and I've got 2 minor children at home who get little to nothing. That's the only good thing about John. He will work to take care of himself so we can get a piece of the pie when he does. I'm going to try and save some this time. I don't want to put everything (less the kids' portions for their savings accounts) in to bills this time. I'm tired of not having anything to show for my hard work. I've had a job since I turned 15 and no savings. Current hubby has everything to do with that. Of course it's really my fault for being an idiot. Lesson learned - the hard way. One day, I'll get everything together at the same time. May be too old to care by then. . .

One last thing - found this a minute ago. Cute huh?

Don't Disect Me

2007-05-28

I hope this is readable.  Made me think
about how I think others see me.

No Answers, Just More Questions

2007-05-28

I was checking my favorite website again checking out my favorite pervert when I got to wondering why no one had updated his address on the sex offender site. I thought he should be out of jail by now and offenders have to check in with their information within 3 days. It's been more than since the hearing May 18th so I called the jail to see what's happening. After shooting the breeze with the person (it's amazing what people will tell you when you'r'e nice), she told me John was serving a 6 months sentence because Chesterfield County sentenced him on a probation violation. I had forgotten all about that 4 1/2 year suspended sentence from his grand larceny conviction a little over six years ago.

John confirmed my earlier thoughts though. I'm not sure if I mentioned recently, I called the sheriff's dept and found out what he talked about when he was transported to the hearing May 18th. He told the deputy that he was moving to the Hopewell area, getting a job, working on catching up his child support and he missed his kids. He was sentenced in Chesterfield May 1st so he knew where he was going back to when he had this conversation May 18th. Back to jail. I wonder if he figured I'd call about him and people would tell me (even if they shouldn't) so I would think he's got his act together.

He’ll get out sometime mid to late June and then it will be back to getting some child support. Back to wondering what he’s doing and thinking. That’s the part that really scares me. Why do I care? Why is knowing so important that it consumes my thoughts. If I’m not busy, I’m busy thinking. It drives me crazy. My thoughts are so obsessive and self destructive. I don’t understand why. I want to see him – observe him really. I don’t want to interact with him, but be the proverbial fly on the wall. I check for new information every day. I map any new address I find. I can’t stop it. Drives me nuts. I tell my doctor, but she just looks at me funny and writes in my chart. I see her again next month before John’s due to get out. If I’m still doing it, I’ll tell her again and see if she can change something or give me something to forget or not care. I thought earlier of something John use to do to me. Made me feel sick. I think too much and I remember too much. Bad combination. Funny, when I started writing this I wasn’t planning on heading in this direction. Just did. I had time to think between paragraphs.

Something happened Sunday and I allowed it to ruined my entire day. I couldn’t think of a good reason why. Not one. Did I just wake up in a “mood” and hellbent to ruin the day? I really took the time to think about why I was so upset. Why I cared so much? Nothing. I have not a clue. So here I am again. Thinking too much. Why me? Why is life so complicated? Makes me tired to think on that one.

Bring the Troops Home!

2007-05-25

I was watching the news this morning and becoming more and more sicken by this war. I thought about how many have already died and how many more will die because I see no end to this as long as Bush is in office. Bush is sending our young men and women to fight a battle that CANNOT be won. He is killing an entire generation and leaving another generation to grow up without at least one parent. I thought about WWI and WWII. This is becoming our WWIII. I believe Bush is enjoying the power our country mistakenly gave him after September 11th. He smiles and makes jokes when people speak out against him. This is not a game and he WILL NOT go down in history as a great president who freed the world of terrorism. He has forgotten who will write this history. It is us. We, the people of the United States of America, will tell what Bush fails to admit. He took our country to fight a way of life. Not another country, not another person, but something that cannot be stopped. Terrorism will not end. Terrorism can exist anywhere as long as people agree with it's ideology. Bush needs to be stopped and Congress has already proved they can't. Do I hear another veto anyone?

Thinking - Rambling Through Life

2007-05-22

I've been thinking A LOT about John getting out of jail and trying to figure out why nothing seems to work out for me. I think I'm getting close to the reason and I've been wrong in my thinking.

I've been seeing it as punishment from God for some unknown reason or a test of some divine sort. It's really not- kind of. I can reason this even though I cannot convince my feelings to listen. It's really like this.

I asked God for years to free me from a horrible marriage. I wished for John to die and watched enough cop shows I could have probably kill him and gotten away with it. I didn't understand why God was putting me through that. Why did He make me suffer so? I was wrong. He wanted me to give everything to Him. Lay it at His feet, but I didn't. I blamed Him. I finally felt powerful when John got beaten by the girl's father and brother. He was hospitalized when I found out what he had done. It gave me a few days to think before he came home (that's a story in itself). I asked God "why me?" a lot during that time. Also, I wanted to know why He did it the way He did. Why so public? Why not just kill him? Why didn't He answer my prayers just like I wanted Him to? I didn't see it, but He did. He did answer my prayers. I'm not supposed to tell God what to do and how to do it. Point is- He did it. In His time and in His way. God took care of it and a tremendous weight was lifted. I had turned to Him.

I didn't have to worry much about John while he was in prison. Out of sight, out of mind. I didn't have to fear him. Therefore, I never had finished dealing with my fears. I just pushed them to the side; never resolving the problem. I didn't see it that way though. Until now.

John got out. Then, all the fear came back with a vengeance. I tried to deal with it on my own. I didn't really, truly talk to God about it or ask Him for help. Life just started falling apart all around me. I started going back to the doctor when John got out. I was trying, but I was doing it on my own. John got arrested again and I thought my fears would go away. I didn't resolve anything. God knew that. Here I was again, doing it on my own. John needed to get out again, to help me believe it or not. God knew I could ask for help. I did it before, but I wasn't now. Not like I should. So, He said I must do this. I need to remember who will always be there. All I had to do was have faith, believe and ask God. Words from Annie helped me to see who was really in charge. So I went to church again this past Sunday. Late, but there none the less. I listened to the message on trust and giving everything to God with the faith He would take care of it. I asked Him to take away my fear. To show me that I have nothing to fear. God listened. He saw me back, again. I was trying to find my way back with nothing but a little bit of hope and faith to lay my problems at His feet. I HAVE felt the weight lift again. Not completely, but I think that's God way of saying I can do for you, but you MUST do something too. John is out, I'm still thinking about it most of the time, but it's better. I have some clarity now so I can figure out how to fix this problem. This fear. I have to fix it though. If not, God will let me know I need to kick it up a notch. He is the great healer, but I have to want to be healed. I have to seek a resolve and not wait for it to heal itself. Nothing comes to those who wait for things to be handed to them. I have to make things happen - with God's help. I'm seeking, I'm asking and hopefully I will find what I'm looking for.

Loose Again - Repost

2007-05-20

Why this won't show up under recent posts is beyond me? This is from Saturday, so here goes again.

Well, John went to court yesterday. Went like everything else in life - totally f**ked up. So here goes . . .

When I got to the courthouse I wasn't sure which door to go through so I asked the Commonwealth's Attorney who was sitting in the lobby area. He asked me which case I was here for and when I told him, he remembered who I was. He told me he had some bad news for me. Story of my life. Now I need to back track to show just how screwed up this is.

John was put in prison for having a relationship with a 14-15 year old girl. When he got out back in July, he was put on probation. In January, he was arrested for drunk in public and his probation was violated as a result of the situation surrounding the arrest. He was violated for drinking, being in a park frequented by children, breaking curfew (caught after 12am) and being the only adult with three minor girls ranging in age from 14-16 or 17. He's been sitting in jail ever since waiting for the big court date I had been told would send him back to prison.

Now the bad news. He was supposed to be on probation, but six years ago someone screwed up the court order and left that little detail out. Legally, he should have walked out of prison a free man (with 14 years hanging over his head) due to the court's mistake. Can't violate him if he was never ordered to be on probation so the hearing was being dismissed. The Commonwealth's Attorney told me when this happened the first time they thought "pretty little girl and his hormones got the best of him". Now, they realize he is a PREDATOR and they will request supervised probation. Little consolation to me and my family. I tried to tell them six years ago that I believed there were others (and I had names). No one would listen. I guess they thought I was a bitter wife trying to get John for cheating on me with that "pretty little girl". They forgot I knew him better than anyone else. I was there for ten years of verbal, emotion and physical abuse. I was there accusing, but with no real proof of his actions (until the sh*t hit the fan).

So today, another sexual predator is back on the streets. Sure, I might get a little child support until he screws up again, but who will be his next victim? Some "pretty little girl" who hasn't a clue what he really is.

I hope all those who screwed this case up will sleep good knowing what they've done.

Paranoid Again

2007-05-20

It's starting again this morning. Got my ex on my mind now that he's free again. I keep thinking he's going to pop up at any moment.

Yesterday was my oldest's soccer tournament and my ex's half brother was there watching his son too. The half brother never made a game until the weekend before John went to court. That same week the half brother's phone number was on my caller id at home (no contact from them in over 6 years). I kept wondering if they were taking pictures of just their son or if something else was happening too. Mike spoke to my Dad and told him John would be going back to prison in four days. Why Mike would be so specific considering the hearing results made me wonder why he needed to lie (although he is the biggest liar I've ever met). I hated leaving my kids (the youngest was there too) with my parents, but I had errands to run in town and needed to leave. From there, the thoughts got worse.

Driving into town, I felt sick and nervous. I couldn't squeeze my stressball enough to make the thoughts go away. We were driving out of my safe zone and into an area with so many places to hide. Could he be at the Target store? Maybe. Could he be eating at the same place I would be? Maybe.

My husband thinks I'm being silly and I actually still have feelings for John. If hate counts, he could be right, but beyond that he is totally off track. He thinks John will stay away. I think John would do anything to make me miserable - including harming my kids (he use to take them from me for hours when we fought because legally I couldn't stop him). I tried to get a protective order years ago when he ran me off the highway, but the judge said it wasn't enough of a threat to my live. Same deal when I told the judge about his threats like "next time you leave here it'll be in a body bag". Not a specific enough threat so no protective order. John NEVER follows the rules so why would he start now? I think he's just biding his time, figuring out just how the system works and looking for his opportunity. I mean he owes over $40,000 in child support, I called the cops to start the whole process which sent him to prison and he has no real rights regarding his trophies (I mean kids). He might just be a little pissed at me. I can't stop my thoughts.

Today, I'm getting ready for church. I can't imagine he would show his face there, but I can't stop thinking he might one day. Hide in the crowd or something. Later, we have to go back to town again today. Just because he's not supposed to drive doesn't mean he's not the passenger in the car beside me. My mind is racing with a million scenarios. I don't see my doctor until next month and the pills only help but so much.

I'm not looking for any thoughts. Just trying to ease mine.

Why Not In Recent Posts

2007-05-19

Why isn't my post entitled "Sexual Predator Loose Again" showing up under recent posts? If it's for using "sexual" in the title that's bullsh*t. Just wondering . . .

FOX Network Execs Suck

2007-05-19

I don't know if anyone else watched the VERY short lived series "Drive", but my family really loved it. I can't remember another show in recent times that we watched together. Well, FOX will be airing the last two episodes on July 4th if anyone is interested. I know I'm more interested in that than another stupid reality show. Pirates anyone?

Hot What?

2007-05-19

Checking out the recent posts sickens me. Hot teens, busty babes and the like. Maybe there are sick people out there who roll that way, but I don't like finding it here. This place is a lot like family and I hope my family isn't like that.

This garbage has no place here.

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Predator Loose Again

2007-05-19

Well, John went to court yesterday. Went like everything else in life - totally f**ked up. So here goes . . .

I hope all those who screwed this case up will sleep good knowing what they've done.

Damn SOB

2007-05-16

My husband is such a jerk. Day was going just fine until dumbass decided to be his usual wonderful self.

Came home from picking up my youngest from martial arts for the 2nd time (yes 2nd time) tonight. Told dummy I was going straight there and back (when he asked as I was leaving). He had taken him there the 2nd time around a class starting at 7:30pm. I was off taking my oldest to soccer practice (cancelled due to rain), grocery shopping and running by McDonald's for dinner so I couldn't do that too. After I got home from all that, I left again at 8:20pm to pick him up. The class ends offically at 8:25pm, but they NEVER end on time. Dummy knows this, but he's a dummy so I should have expected this. I get home (takes 10 minutes) at 9:00pm. Walk in the door to complete bullsh*t. What took me so long? Where else did I go? After yelling, crying and justifying myself he still doesn't see what he did wrong. Oh, an hour later, he realizes that I wasn't gone as long as he thought. He thought I had to pick my son up before 8:00pm. Hello!!!! He dropped him off at 7:30pm so how can I pick him up at 8:00pm? Class schedule hanging on the fridge. Been doing the same thing every week. I hate him. Love makes me so angry. Makes me hate myself.

Playing Catch Up

2007-05-16

Time to catch up (again). I haven't been able to get on here lately at home and works been a bit busy so here goes . . .

Mother's Day was so-so. If it wasn't for my parents and kids it would have definitely sucked. We went out to dinner and the kids gave me some cute cow figurines and a gift certificate to pick out another rosebush (we've planted one every year since hubby #2 left). My husband was kind enough to wish me a happy mom day, but that was it. He did better than last year. Of course he said he was going to buy me a card when he found out about dinner (so he wouldn't have to go), but I told him going meant more to me than a stupid card that's only bought as part of an excuse. He went to dinner. Good decision on his part.

Hubby's still working. I think he's going on three weeks, but I try not to keep up. It's less disappointing that way when he quits. He says he loves it and tells me about his day (every day), but me, the kids and my parents try not to think he'll definitely keep this one. Every time we talk about how good he's doing, he seems to quit soon after. Mind you, we don't say it to him, but he must have radar or something. I try to pretend I'm interested in the daily life of plumbing - you can only imagine the stories I hear about toilets and such, but I usually tune him out while staring at him and nodding occasionally so he thinks I'm listen. If I try to tell him about my day he will change the subject, interrupt with something totally irrelevant or anything else so he doesn't have to listen. He doesn't think my job is as hard as his so I guess my day isn't worth hearing about. I would pay more attention (really) if he would just ask me once in a while how my day was. Why should I care if he doesn't?

Went to get my van inspected this past Saturday - or at least that's how it started. Three days later and after spending over $700, we got the van back. Left a whopping $23.15 in the bank until hubby gets paid again. Needless to say, I LOVE MY MOM & DAD! Another loan until Friday and hope that hubby will keep working so we can pay them back. I plan on paying them alot more come August when I finally see my raise (YEAH!), but I can't tell hubby that since I'm not telling him how much my raise really was. I figure the more I make, the more reason he has not to work. I didn't come this far to make his life easier!

Speaking of money . . . It's amazing how it can empower you. I feel like I could really be able to take care of my kids now even without a hubby. I think he knows he's walking on thin ice, but he doesn't realize just how close he is to having my foot up his butt kicking him to the curb. Mmmmmmm! Sorry, closed my eyes and the ole imagination kicked in for a second! I'm not afraid of much now. I can probably even handle lonely since I've got little Sam (and of course my boys).

Speaking of Sam . . . Absolutely LOVE him! Stuck him on my hip last night to see what the boys were up to when I realized I was holding him like a small child. Kind of funny seeing him just sitting like that. He is my little baby so he might as well enjoy being treated like one. We're trying to teach him a few tricks right now. He can sit up and we're working on shaking hands and sitting. Hard to teach since he enjoys chewing so much more. He'll stop that one day and then he'll be ready to become the smartest little dog I know (don't know too many though). As long as he's smarter than hubby's dumb dog, that's all that really matters. His dog makes me sick. Doesn't listen to anyone but him and he even has to tell her several times. She is soooo stubborn. She may be slowly on the way out though. Monday, she bit our neighbor's daughter. Her parents weren't as upset as I was. I wanted to kill the dog and they didn't really care since the stupid dog has a current rabies vaccine. Long story I won't make any longer. In a nutshell, the dog it's allowed out the backyard anymore. Hasn't been in the house since then either (cue the Hallelujah Chorus)! Happy days, happy days!!!!!

Last thing . . . The big day for hubby #2 is Friday. Going back to court for his violation hearing. I've already reserved my seat and got the popcorn ready! That will be truly interesting, so stay tuned for more on that one. I'll be coming back to work after that one so get ready. I'm already limbering up my typing fingers in anticipation!!

Long story short. Life sucks, but I'm still smiling. I really am working on me. This is all a part of controlling how I react to life. Still struggling, but heading in the right direction.

Where is that Boat?

2007-05-07

I wish there were a really big boat. It's going to set sail to some far away destination and it's totally free. Only catch is that it's for men only. Take it one step farther - only men that are selfish, self-centered, etc can go. Advertising wouldn't be difficult. Just tell men what they want to hear and they will come. Tell them this trip would take them to a place where they are ALWAYS right, they NEVER do anything wrong and they are waited on hand and foot without ever having to show appreciation for kindness that is so freely given. Once all the men arrive at this magical destination, reality will sink in fast. No women. Without us who will they blame, who will thanklessly wait on them, who will tolerate behavior most kids get punished for? Forget about the sex. That's not what they will miss. They need a mother to take care of their needs.

I know Mother's Day is coming soon and my last post was something nice about that. That's for all the other mom's out there. My husband thinks of his own mother, his sisters, his ex and everyone else. He doesn't even take my kids to buy me a card. I tell my boys it's the thought that counts when they realize it's Mother's Day and they have nothing for me. It's not their fault. My mother's day will be like all the ones before. Just another day.

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As Mother's Day Approaches

2007-05-07

I got this in an email and generally I don't forward this stuff, but I thought it was nice. For all you moms out there, this is for you. It's entitled "A Newborn's Conversation with God".

A baby asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow,
but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"
God said, "Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."

The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do
anything but sing and smile to be happy."
God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you.
And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy."

Again the child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when
people talk to me if I don't know the language?"
God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you
will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you
how to speak."

"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"
God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."

"Who will protect me?" God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."

"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."
God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you
the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you."

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name." God said, "You will simply call her, "Mom ."

Looking Back on the Day

2007-05-03

Just sitting here nice and mellow, munching on pizza (white with pepperoni) and thinking back on the day.

It was pretty nice. The highlight of my day was lunch. Four of my co-workers were going to lunch for nurse, guidance counselor, whatever various appreciation weeks. I had told one of them the about my reply to a recent email regarding the different weeks. I had sent back a reply wondering when computer person week was. I followed it with a "hahaha" and "just kidding!". Needlessly to say, the assistant principle never responded to it (I really was trying to be funny on some weird level). Then my co-worker told me I could come along with them since I was the essential, but often forgotten Computer Technician for our school. I had a blast at lunch. Everyone was so funny and I really did enjoy myself - even if I did feel uncomfortable at first with being a part of the conversations. Going back to work was great. I was in a fabulous mood being around such a positive, fun-loving group of people. I bounced around school the rest of the day thinking about how much I enjoyed the company of others for a change.

I am seeing changes in myself. I will elaborate on them later. Now, my pill is kicking in and I can barely keep my eyes open. Good night everyone.

How Trusting Are You?

2007-05-02

My son showed me yesterday just how much he trusts me (and loves me) . . .

A family friend, Jimmy, came over to pick up a lift my dad had left at my house. They needed to replace some lights before the rodeo comes to town this weekend. Jimmy told me to tell my oldest that he wasn't going to take the lift now, but take him and he can climb the poles to replace the lights. Sounds crazy right? Well, I went in the house and told my son. He looked at me for a second then started putting on his shoes. As he walked out the door I told him not to worry since I have insurance just in case he falls off the pole. Still no questions until we got outside. He looked at me again and asked me if I was kidding. Kidding? Who me? No way! That's what Jimmy said I told him. He looked at me once more then started walking over to Jimmy. When he got there, I saw a big smile on my Jimmy's face. He couldn't believe my son would actually do it when I told him to. My son came back to me, smiling ear to ear. His only response was "Mama!" as he went back in the house. Now that's trust! Would it be nice if we could trust others instead of being so cynical because of the world we live in?