As I have been juggling a miriad of things and emotions. A quick update on the life of a bird of fire this past week.
1. The wake and funeral of my hubby’s ex FIL. It was a tough week for the step-daughter, but we all made it through it just fine. The hubby decided that my youngin needed to meet that side of his sisters family and be exposed to death & family via this funeral. He was well behaved and looked quite handsome in his dress clothes and new dress shoes (that he will probably never wear again – sigh).
2. I washed the age right out of my hair on Sunday… but had to have help, so the old man helped me. He not only colored it for me but also frosted it as well. Sadly, this did not happen just because he wanted to be nice. I now realize that he does nothing in his life for free or just because it was the thing to do. He expects payment in kind. I refused and that just made him grumpier… and just that much more of an asshole in my eyes.
3. Son’s football. I took him last night to his practice and we talked he listened as I talked about not being a quiter. Yes, he wants to quit out of frustration and his dad pressuring him to much to be tougher on the field. He said he only joined football because his dad wanted him to (yet dad is not jumping at the bit to take him to his practices and games), and he is sticking with it now because I more or less begged him not to quit. This will be a good experience for him… plus I reminded him that the girls just love jocks in school… smart mom eh?
4. The cookbook. Trying to keep up the interest in this is like asking someone to sit down and let me yank a tooth out of their head. Sigh… go visit and contribute a recipe or three?? Please???
5. Work has picked up and we are short a person. I do the orders AND invoice them once delivered. Need I say more?
6. Carlo’s deployment. I am torn over this. I am trying to put up a brave front and I keep telling myself all will be ok (and it will be – I know this). I wear my heart on my sleeve and get overly emotional when it comes to things like this. I know I will be fine and he will be fine… but it still takes me on that rollercoaster of fear. I also tried to arrainge a surprise for his unit… by having members of the Patriot Guard at their departure ceremony. I tried to keep this a surprise… but I was the one caught off guard when I found out that the one person that would handle this was Carlo’s ride buddy. OY! So now he knows and I am hoping that his departure ceremony is extra special. My only wish is that I could be there in all my blubbering self to give him that one missing thing that has evaded me since I met him… a real hug. (Oh geeze, now I am blubbering again – tissue please lol)
7. I am coordinating in my mind on how to go about sending packages to his unit once they deploy. I am thinking that one central location to send packages to and then sending them on to the troops from there. I will put up a list tomorrow in my Thursday Thirteen of things that are approved to send. I am also mulling over a PO Box to have your donations sent to. At least I know they will be safe there until I can pick them up. (My neighborhood is not all that great and a package left on my porch could be open game to bored teenagers.)
That is my week so far… how is yours going?

You sound like you have a lot going on.
School starts here tomorrow. The first day of school is also my sons birthday…
Huge Hugs
Have a wonderful day!
OK, so now it’s rebuttal time. Yes, I got a call from Shooter asking about our departure, yes, he told me that our State Captain had gotten an email from a certain redhead that we all know and love.
HOWEVER(comma), I was surprised, touched and a bit emotional about it when I got the call. Phoenix, you KNOW I don’t like being the center of attention, but I do appreciate this, and the thoughts behind it. I just don’t really show emotions that easily. I was touched, and happy, and sad, and moved, and a bunch of other feelings, too, so, being me, I covered it all with a joke. I am sorry if it came across that I didn’t appreciate it, I do, more than I can ever say, I just don’t know how to say it.
I’ll be happy to send whatever I can! You’re a good woman, Phoenix.
You got my email; let me know how things work out with sending our bud Carlo little reminders that he is missed here at home
– I’ll contribute when and what I can.
What about the possibility of pulling out of Iraq, letting Iran invade and lose resources fighting their own kind,
and then come in and mop up the dregs?