MOM (Mood-o-meter

Slept in this morning.  It’s a beautiful day.  We are going to the Christian Dior Museum today.

It’s a beautiful day in Boulder
Even though it is quite a bit colder
The sun’s shining today
Which makes up for the gray
And warms the soul of the beholder.

2-6. January 14,2019

Mike is taking responsibility for Steph’s borrowing money. I’ m still in charge of emotional support. So she needs money today and told me why and I still went catatonic.  But at least I don’t have to give her money.  She wants to see her kids but can’t afford to pay for transportation.  Can’t have both.  I painted the bathroom door today.




Shephanie needs mor revenue
To do what she needs to do do
She’s hard choices to make
She does bellyache
She cant have her cake,eat it too.

Wide range of feeling today

 

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i had a good time with Stella and Amelia yesterday. Especially doing art projects, water color and zen tangle. At McDonald’s I got the girls an ice cream.  Amelia dropped hers upside down on the floor.  She picked it up and ate what was left.  I ignored it.  When it was time to leave, we decided to use the restroom first. Amelia stepped firmly onto the pile of ice cream on the floor and made for the bathroom.  As we left I was brave and looked back.  There was a cute trail of ice cream footprints from the table to the bathroom and out the door.  And a lady with a big mop shaking her head.


Richard got FIRED!!!!!  His prospects for a new job and life are good but I took this a personal affront.  Because he is my child. He is collecting various ways to say you’re fired and composing a poem. His goal is 30.

My sixth oldest child got fired
Even though he is smart and admired
I don’t like that guy
Want to punch his right eye
For what has unfairly transpired!

Hey! My son isnt crying all
He appears to be having a ball!
Having lunch with his friends
Witty poems he has penned
It’s me that’s that making that squall

Don’t ever wound one of my kids
My emotions go off of the grids
I’m angry and sad
Protecting my lad
Tomorrow I’ll put on the skids.

For some odd genetic reason anyone else can get hurt and yeah, I can scrape up a little empathy.  If it’s someone who’s genes are half mine, I experience pain.  I think it might be universal.  If you have a couple of kids you’ll experience it.  If you have 7 kids, it takes up a good share of your life, and so far nothing helps.

5

Richard got let go.   He doesn’t seem dejected but he must be.  My heart hurts but it will go away. Michael started a family emergency fund. Stephanie must askfund for money.  What a burden off me. Each kid will donate every month.

5 but sick

Amelia and I saw a play
We got good and lost on the way
So We skipped our fast food
Lost the tickets , not good
But we had a great time anyway.

Michaela, you are so kind
I’m not out of sight, out of mind
You send helpful texts
Whenever I’m vexed
Even though with three kids you’re confined

Can’t believe that you’re  thinking of me
Your suggestions are great as can be
I really respect you
Rich was smart to select you
To merge with our fair family.

I must go now, to order the read
It’s not audio, But I will concede
To learn how to age
On every page
So thanks for today’s kindly deed

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George woke me up at 5:30 this am and it screwed up my morning.  I got up and overate.  Went to the gym and inquired about the Medicare wellness program. Utah not involved.  Found out after about an hour on the phone.

Michael is instigating a family emergency fund.  Would take a load off me.  He wants to do a family conference call and a reunion. I’ll have to meditate for a long time and take my anxiety meds.

A few in my family cause grief
And after we talk I debrief
Money and moods
Bad decisions, and tudes
The future foresees no relief

A few in my family cause joy
And create little girls and boys
To enjoy and delight
All day and all night
Their parents are solid, employed

I guess what I’m saying is this
All families are just hit and miss
Take the road that’s above them
Unconditionally love them
Abnormal is normal I guess

7 most of the day

90 years we will soon celebrate
Our mom, gradmom, grandma great
She’s been walking this earth
Since her wintery birth
And we’re throwing a party can’t wait!

Til it’s over then I can unwind
From the party activity grind
I hope people will come
And pay tribute to mum
Then leave and if not I’ll remind
Don’t let the door slam your behind.

7

New Years Intentions

No texting while driving
Meditate
Silver sneakers
Write in blog
Radical acceptance

Party Planning for moms 90th birthday