Friday, May 23, 2008

Gift To Myself- Haiku Friday

Haiku Friday

I have dreamed of it
Far to long a fantasy
Photo envy pain

Now surprise money
Some extra in my account
It will now be mine

Oh Canon Rebel
Soon we will be together
Making great photos

For years now I have dreamed of owning an SLR camera. I have drooled, I have dreamed and I have longed. Now, thanks to a small, unexpected windfall, my dream camera will be mine. A Canon Rebel XTi is on it's way to me as we speak.

After sacrificing college, and suffering financially for months, I don't feel guilty about spending the money on myself. It's my birthday present to myself, the mom who's gone without birthday gifts for years.

Of course when it gets here, I'll probably be overwhelmed. I'll feel the guilt over buying something so huge for myself. I'll be suffocated by the anxiety of spending so much money. But for now, I'm going to enjoy imagining all of the wonderful pictures I'm going to take......

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Happy Birthday To Me

Today is my birthday. Funny just how little that seems to mean the older you get. This morning, neither my husband or my kids remembered to say Happy Birthday. The morning was salvaged by breakfast out with a co-worker, and a client of ours who had a birthday today as well. I tried not to be to depressed about the fact that that breakfast at Denny's would probably be the highlight of my birthday.

Today I wrote to the college I was accepted to and told them that I had to withdraw my acceptance into their graduate program. GH still does not have a stable job, and I just can't afford to go back to school this year. I'm doing my best to choke down my sorrow and disappointment. I keep reminding myself that sacrifice is part of being an adult and a parent. Some things just have to come first.

On the plus side some things, big things, look to be happening with my jewelry making. I have my first big show of the season in two weeks, and it has the potential to be a big money maker. Also, through a series of random events, I've stumbled into a very promising relationship with a local rock and gem shop. I've agreed to produce a line of new-age, healing stone jewelry for the shop, and I'm taking custom jewelry jobs from random customers. If all things there come to full fruition, it may mean steady work designing jewelry. I like to think that maybe the universe is making up for me having to give up college- or perhaps even pushing me in another direction.

So Happy Birthday to me. Another year survived and under my belt. Another year to look ahead and to hope for more, whatever that may be.

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

I Married The King Of The Dorks

Me: Honey, you need to get up

GH: *mumbling from under the covers*

Me: Seriously, you need to get your ass out of bed!

GH: I'm gathering energy from the earth. I'll be up in a minute.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Me: Sweetie, can you please come help me with dinner?

GH: There is no dinner. There is only Zorg.

Me: Fine, then can you please come help me make some Zorg?

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

GH: (Wraping up some really long boring story about some argument he was having in his online Lord Of The Rings game) ... and so then I just said "You Win!" because that's the only way to really win an argument. It makes the other person look like a total jerk.

Me: Hmmmmm (thoughtfully) Did you consider just saying "I know you are, but what am I?"

GH: You obviously didn't get the point. That would have been totally immature.

Me: How about "I am rubber you are glue."?

GH: No, that's still immature. You just don't get it.

Me: Honey, have you ever stopped to consider that you're a grown man playing an online fantasy game? I think you may have missed my point.

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I love him to death, but did you catch that he plays Lord Of The Rings Online? Can I just point that out again for the record? Just call me Mrs. Dork.

Sunday, May 04, 2008

Seriously, Is It Me?

On Friday, I had one of my client's steal a $200 check out of my office. I work with adults with MR, and have learned infinite patience and understanding, but this, well, this just pushed me over the edge. Granted, it was a client with a history of theft and deception, but it also happened to be a client I had just spent two days worth of serious quality time with. Naive as it may sound, I just didn't think she'd pull something like that with me.

When I confronted her, my eyes swam with tears of hurt and anger. I managed to be calm and professional, but part of me? Well, part of me wanted to throttle her and scream "What the hell were you thinking!?!?!" Once again, I was left feeling betrayed, furious, and like a complete sucker.

So seriously, is it me? Do I give off some kind of pheromone that prompts thievery? Tomorrow, I'm dousing myself in some kind of aura cleansing hippy oil.