I'm gonna be a grandma again!!!!! And other random I suck at blogging updates...

Really.  Where does the time go?  It is freaking AUGUST already?  I'm so ready for this blasted heat to go away...it's just killing me on the weekends at Denny's.  It is so fucking hot in that place...so hot last weekend I sweated from my eyelids...I didn't even know that was possible.

Updates!  Updates!

Marie is pregnant!  Yep, Marie.  Not Nikki, my daughter who has given me 2 beautiful granddaughters. I mean Marie.  I'm still wrapping my mind around the info, seeing as how she's gay and in a relationship I wasn't expecting to get that news while walking thru Walmart in an effort to stall going home....but I'm thrilled!  It was planned and the father will not be involved as was the plan.  We shall see...I think that's a sticky, tricky situation but it's not my situation to speculate too  much on so right now we are just being happy.  She will find out her due date tomorrow.  I'll be up front, I'm HOPING for a boy but I will adore another little beauty just the same if that's who comes to us. 

Scott is in town with his bandmate Paul and they arrived early this morning (3am) but didn't knock till 6.  They are "touring" the states in an old van equipped with bunks and camping gear.  They plan to play for their gas money, do odd jobs if necessary but basically play for whatever venues will have them/ parking lots, street corners etc.   Headed to Nashville after this and then to Ohio where Pauls dad is and then back to New Mexico to pick up band member number 3 who is out of the country at the moment.  K and I were treated to an early morning private concert- they really are good IMO!  

Tonight I am making lasagna with a loaf of garlic bread and tossed salad.  I dared mention making cookies this morning on my way out the door and Paul hoped for peanut butter.  I told him yep, WITH milk chocolate chips and the look in his eyes tells me I'd better be whipping them up pronto upon walking in the door LOL.

Nikki and the granddaughters are doing fine.  She has recently been in regular contact with me, not only completing conversations but also initiating them and 2 weeks ago she started referring to me as Moooooommmmmmm and hasn't stopped so that's kinda making me feel great like maybe the circle is close to completion and I will have all of my children 100%. 

K is improving daily, slowly but surely.  With his walker he is up to about 75 feet distance and pretty much walks around the apartment now rather than wheel around until or unless his leg starts hurting.  The leg pain is random but daily and the pain is severe enough that he has to lay down to deal with it.  The nerves are doing something, he's gotten a slight bit of feeling back in his foot.  The vomiting has let up some, it's still there but it's not as bad as it was *morning noon and nite*.  All in all he's seeming like he is getting back to health. 

I'm having trouble with Parkland Hospital and their mail order pharmacy...they are assholes.  But I'm not here to bitch.  Let me just say if they don't get their fucking shit straight I am going to go off like I am pretty much known for doing now.  Yep, that's me.  A hot head.  K was actually asked if things were OK at home and if he felt he was in a safe environment.  Ugh.  OK. 

Really, I hate Parklands entire system and if it were ME and I required medical care and the only 2 options were Parkland or the nearest VET I will take my chances with the Veterinarian.  And probably come off less frustrated and pissed off.  All I have to do is KNOW I have to take K to Parkland for something and my attitude is jacked up.  It's like an instant reflex now.  My body, brain and patience reject all that is Parkland.

And lastly WORK.  Well, we are down to the boss and 3 appraisers, next week we lose one of them.  At least this one was man/adult enough to give 2 weeks notice.  One just never came back, one quit on the spot after deciding he'd make more money on his own.   If he is succeeding in that he sure as hell didn't look the part when I saw him last but thats none of my business and I don't wish bad on him or anything.

It's too fucking hot at Denny's.  Seriously.  I asked for full time and promptly took every syllable back and blamed it on the heat.  I don't deal well with the heat.  At all.  I nearly fainted last Saturday while on the floor taking an order.  My head swooned, the room spun around and my vision faded to black and back.  I stumbled but I didn't fall, a nearby co-worker got my arm and led me straight off the floor.  I spent the next 20 minutes sitting on a milk crate in the walk-in cooling down before they were convinced I could drive myself home safely.  It's not the first time I've almost fainted so it's kind of embarrassing.  But I REALLY do not handle heat well at all. 

So, the lack of the income I hoped to get from 2 full time jobs will have to wait till the heat lets up.  Maybe in the fall.  Until then I'm doing like most everyone else.  Scraping by and hoping for a better day.  The "away from K" time I hoped to get from 2 full time jobs obviously didn't happen either but I'm finding  ways to escape- some rather obvious like 2 nights ago when I decided I HAD to go buy laundry soap at 10pm because we were almost out.

And well I gotta make a dash for the bank now so I'll holla atcha...sooner than 1 month I promise!