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American girls are weather and noise....

If there must be trouble, let it be in my day, that my child may have peace. ~ Thomas Paine

The Happy News: 

Ryan's brother got engaged on Thanksgiving.   I'm so excited and happy for them!  I wish I was there when it happened, because apparently it was quite a scene.  He actually spoke to her parents first - so old fashioned, right?  Asking for their daughter's hand in marriage?  Then together they came up with this elaborate plan involving the ring being stuffed into the turkey on Thanksgiving, with her family all gathered around.  Her father was carving the turkey and did a whole "What's this?" production, wondering out loud if mom had consumed too many cocktails while stuffing the bird as he pulled out the box with the ring in it.  I'm sure I'm not telling it right, but as we heard it, it was an excellent story.  Stuff that romantic chick flix are made of. 

Then the coolest part, on our Thanksgiving Friday, his brother told us that he thought he would never settle down and get married, but that we had inspired him.  How cool is that?  To have your marriage be a good example for other people is really special.  And behind him, his new fiance with the shiny ring on her finger was mouthing "THANK YOU!!" to us.  Hee hee.

The Less Than Happy News:

Things are not right with my mom.  This became very apparent when she threw the F-Bomb at my brother on Thanksgiving.  You'd have to know her, I suppose, to know that this is very, very out of character for her.  So much so that she realized it herself, and cried immediately after.  The easy part is that her irritability is a side effect of a drug that she's taking post chemo.  The hard part is that she has to take it for five years, and she's so not herself that she's not seeing that there are alternatives, other treatments that can help her weather the storm of side effects.   The worse part is that I'm afraid she's starting to self medicate, with alcohol.   There, I said it.  I know in my heart that she'll be ok, but I just need to get it out of my head.  So there it is; Patooey.

The Sucky News:

Ryan's truck was stolen last night.  AAUURGH!   So frustrating.  He was out with some of the guys from his house, kind of a farewell because today's his last day at his current house.  Wait, what's that sound?  Oh right, it's me...sobbing.  It's his last day there!  Anyway, the truck is gone, along with my digital camera, which was in the glove compartment, and his tools, his massive first aid kit which is just a bear to replace, and the timing is just really sucky, don't you think?  Our insurance company is going to drop us for sure.  Let's see...Truck #1: crushed by the twin towers, Truck #2: totaled in an accident, Truck #3: {Poof!} Gone.   That boy does not have good luck with vehicles.  Now poor AB can't go to college, because we're going to be spending all of our money on car insurance.  Oh well, I guess we needed a more family friendly vehicle, right?  Better to not start looking at the bright side yet though, because the moment I do, they'll find his truck stripped and battered on the shores of Sheepshead Bay or something, and we'll be stuck with it.

All of this prior news takes away from the story I really wanted to tell you today, which involved the fact that I saw Jesus in a tree Friday night, and he saved my life.  No, really!  But if I tell it after spewing all that drama, it wouldn't be as powerful as it should be, so I'll save it for another time.

Two more days...two more days....two more days....

posted by: AmericanGirl at 12:56 | link | comments (5) |

Comments:

#1  28 November 2005 - 13:05

 

Exactly the point. Only 2 more days. You better tell us the Jesus tree story now or we may never hear it!

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#2  28 November 2005 - 13:14

 

I LOVE it when the guy asks the girls' parents for permission. I'm old-fashioned about that kind of stuff. I can't imagine my parents actually saying no, but I can't imagine being with someone my parents wouldn't approve of and didn't like either.

Yes, I think it's time to find something other than a truck for right now. Or burn some incense and get some eye of newt and boil that. Or sacrifice a goat. Wait, you're not a Cubs fan. :-)

TWO DAYS!!!

greeneyes

#3  28 November 2005 - 14:46

 

Love the romantic story. Sorry to hear about your mom. My best friend went through that with her mom, and finally it got to the point that her mom went along with changing her meds, and she got better immediately. Sorry about Ryan's truck and your camera! AB will still be able to go to college. We had to buy insurance through the state when our kids were babies, and somehow they all went to college anyway.

And TWO DAYS!!! Wonderful!

InMyLife

#4  28 November 2005 - 14:52

 

Oh, come on! We all know that AB will have a scholarship.

Bottom line:

By the end of the week you'll be the mother of a beautiful baby with a whole world of possibilities before it. I think that all of the stolen trucks and family drama in the world can't make a dent in that kind of happiness.

Oh, and congratulations to your brother in law. That's terrific.

Jheka

#5  28 November 2005 - 22:08

 

It might be for the best that you don't hear the Jesus in the tree story. :) Just know that he was there. (Good grief! How long can I actually use this "Pregnancy makes you crazy" excuse?)

I thought I was all prepared for baby, and here I am without any eye of newt. What was I thinking?

Thank you for the reminders to not sweat the small stuff. There's plenty of big stuff sweat to be had anyway.

AmericanGirl

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