Too Much Life, Too Little Blog

Well not really.  It has all been a bit mundane really.

Stuff going on..but just life.

The giant ‘roid and a generally tender tail bone were also putting me off doing long hours at the computer…I have pretty much been only checking my email and FB and lurking around twitter really.

And trying to visit OTHER sites and comment instead of just readnrun.

Adam is still at the the school.  I haven’t met with the teacher yet.  I am just watching his state of mind and how he is doing and feeling about his school work.  He seems okay so far, so we will see.

I have been trying to keep Wet Coast Women going too.  And thank you to the other ladies who post there too.

Politics have held my interest over there.  I was not impressed with the election and the results, but what can you do?  Now I watch the US one’s with great interest as I think the results could have a huge influence on our already rocky financial status worldwide.

Financialy at home we are burning through too much money and don’t have anything to show for it.

I am broke just because of buying halloween costumes and groceries.   Oh and prescriptions and so on.

Yech.

Thanksgiving was low key and I didn’t slice my finger open this time.  Adam was in great fear of that.

It was just us and mom.  Patrick’s Gran was ill so she couldn’t make it.

Turkey was yummy.

Halloween is creeping up on us…it is all very ‘atmospheric’ around here, with the golden leaves, dripping rain, and dark dark skies.

Yesterday was the annual Preschool pilgrimage to the Pumpkin Patch.

This time they had picked one as far away as possible, because really, there is nothing better than being stuffed on a school bus with bored preschoolers and coming back on said bus with muddy and tired preschoolers.

She was more interested in the popcorn she had scrounged.   It was also difficult to choose because a lot of them had not been cut from the SHARP AND SPINEY vines.   So poor moms and teachers were hacking away at the things.

In the mud.

It was a sort of fun place.  It is a ‘real’ farm.  The couple were running around guiding us from one ‘attraction’ to the next.    They had Cows, and Goats, and Pigs n stuff.

This is the junior of ‘Big Bob.’  Big Bob was a monster who used to attend the PNE every year.  He was huge. This was his slightly smaller cousin since Bob has ‘left us’ for sunnier pastures.

The kids were loving getting up close to something sooo huge.  He was really really tall.  At least 7 feet at his shoulders.  I am not kidding.

Like the awesome Redneck Mommy, this season brings many sad  thoughts now, mixed in with the fun.

Last Halloween I was about 20 weeks pregnant.  I have photos of me in my witch outfit laughing and having fun and very pointing at my big tummy.

This year would have been very different if our little baby had been with us.

And so that haunts my every day.

Not to mention the fact that my entire immediate family is still keen on another member of the family.

Not to mention that my sister in law is due with their first next March.   Our boy was due this March.

Not to mention that I worry about my age and out of shapeness.  Brokeness, spaceless, antidepressantness…you get the picture.

So while I am feeling good.  Feeling domestic.  Enjoying my life. 

I feel guilt.

And the memories will make things tough this coming season.

The kids will look great for Halloween though…and hopefully the house will too.

And hopefully we will all have fun with friends and candy and food.