Uh-oh.  Here they come.  The women bloggers have invaded the city.

and I have to work!!!!

Hold my head inside your hands
I need someone who understands
I need someone, someone who hears
For you I’ve waited all these years

Waking up is no fun.  Early in the morning, it’s just not thing that I like to do.  Actually, I don’t think anyone likes getting up in the morning.  However, about two years ago, I bought an alarm clock that would play a CD when I woke up.  I never used the CD player until recently (as in the last 6 months)

I created a CD that would help me get up.  It starts really slow and quiwt and works its way to loud ska music.  In fact, I know that if I hear any dropkick Murphy starting I have been in bed half an hour out of the CD and really, it’s time to get up.

Rick wakes up after me.  I am sure he takes longer because he’s only three, but I never t hought anything og the CD I played.  Until this afternoon that is.  This afternoon Rick was cranky.  Very cranky.  He kept pointing at my dresser and crying.  I grabbed his book off of it.  No, he didn’t want it.  I grabbed his juice box.  Nope, not interested.

Finally I grabbed the CD off the dresser.  Rick started clapping and pointed to the clock.  I put the CD in and Coldplay’s Kingdom Come started to play.  Rick cackled and reched for me.  When we settled on the bed, Rick started rocking in my lap to the music.  He was humming.  When the song ended he looked up and simply said, “mommy.”

For you I’d wait ’til kingdom come
Until my day, my day is done
And say you’ll come and set me free
Just say you’ll wait, you’ll wait for me

Hello Mr. Bush.   I just wanted to say thank you for my economic stimulous check.  the 900 bucks really came in handy.

however….

We are a nation falling grossly in debt and making promises that we can’t keep.  gas prices have sky rocketed (I really hate filling my tank for 4.95 a gallon), we are in an endless war, and even freaking starbucks is closing stores because they can’t afford to keep them up.  STARBUCKS FOR CHRIST’S SAKE!!!

So, sir, with all do respect (and trust me, I am mustering what I can for you), why give everyone money?  It’s like giving us an allowance to go shopping to “stimulate” the economy?

Sir, I knew you were an idiot, but it’s amazing how dumb you really are.  my check?  it went to my rent.  As did everyone else’s I know.  We paid bills to try to cut back our debts that your “legacy” is leaving us.

So thanks for the rent money pops.

~FCM

“mommy!!”

“yes?”

Rick looks left, then right, then farts.  his hands fly to his mouth and he giggles.

“faaaaaaaaarrrrt”

and he runs away laughing.

Recently there have been some medical problems with my health.  Heh, just a few.  While I have excellent insurance and worker’s comp that has paid for MOST of the issues and bills that have come from said issues, it has not paid for ALL of the issues.

But credit cards are a wonderful thing when you need to get bills taken care of.  However, I now have a credit card debt of… almost 3K.  I have NEVER had a credit card debt more then maybe 300 bucks.  I don’t like debt.  it’s not pretty. I have never been one to owe anyone any money. I saw friendships in college just get destroyed over money owed.

Needless to say, I have been SLOWLY paying off the credit cards.  Gas here in california is now 4.59 a gallon for the cheap stuff.  4.59!!!  and climbing!  I should have bought a prius instead of a camry.  or maybe a vespa.  but anyway…

today, in the mail… was my salvation.  Oh yes, my economic stimulous check has arrived.  Thank god.  Actually, it turned out the letter announcing that I get a thousand dollars but June 27th arrived.  The darkest hour is here.  I can make it until dawn.

Rick didn’t go to pre-school today.  Instead, we went to the steps of City Hall here in our lovely city and watched the happy couples get married.  they beamed, they glowed and it was as if you could feel the joy in the air as couple after couple came out of city hall married.  some had been together a few years, some over fifty five.

gay marriage has come to California and I am proud to call this lovely city my home.

Here is the thing: people are complaining that God would never want this “abomination” to take place.  bible thumpers everywhere are screaming and up in arms that God made Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve.  I myself am a practicing Catholic.  I believe that Jesus is my savior.  I go to Mass two times a week.  I pray the rosery at night.  HOWEVER, God believed in love.  LOVE.

I would like to tell you about  couple I know.  they have been together since they were 20.  In fact, they met on their 20th birthday at a joint bday party in college.  Being born on the same day (sept 21st) was something they found to be faith.  One was jewish, the other catholic.  as their relationship progressed they saw the best and worst of times together.  Parents died, jobs were won, jobs were lost.  On 9-11 they were separated as one worked in the towers and another in Brooklyn.   Luckily, after a few days, they found each other again and they clung to each other.  One still goes to temple, the other to church.  they have seen babies born, they have seen friends die.  one had cancer, the other shaved their head when they lost the hair due to chemo.  they stayed up together through the illness.  for 23 years they have been each other’s pillars.

I love my brother John.  I love his partner Matt.  they found their homes in one another and they are each others worlds.  They have two boys, twins, age 13.  I love my nephews and they love “pops and dad”.  And this week, all of them are moving to berkeley.  and in two weeks, I will proudly stand by their side as they announce to the world that they love each other and take their wedding vows they have waited over two decades to be “given permission” to do.

love makes a family.  love makes a home.  I don’t care if the Bible thumpers think it’s wrong, this is one catholic who thinks that her family has found love and god agrees with that.

Don’t forget what John stated in 19:67:

“all you need is love.”~John

for love is all you need.

I haven’t been able to do the whole monthly blog thing. i ended up having to go to a conference in OR. yea. so fun. so thrilling.

Here are some of the highlights:

it was a long day and I was exhausted and still a little sick. All I really wanted to do was curl up in bed with my stuffed animal, write in my diary and have sweet dreams of my little boy, who has strep throat and is stuck with my mother.

however, I still had plans to review, papers to read, and other annoying shit. it was almost midnight when I finally snuggled down next to Stan in bed in our hotel. we were tired and I was almost asleep when I heard it.

“ooooooooooo”

“ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!”

“yyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

My eyes flash open and I look at stan. he’s looking at me grinning. (”I guess someone is liking the porn”). we giggled and waited for the cheesy music to start. but there was the problem right there…. there was no music.

yes, we were listening to some amazing sex. or at least the word “stallion” came up (no pun intended) several times. Along with beast, horny bitch, and “fuck me! Fuck me! FUUUUUCCCKKKKK MMMEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!” Also, a lot of slapping noises and squealing.

This is really a weird thing to hear when you are laying in bed with your ex boyfriend.

Oh there is more high lights to come about this trip. Just you wait.

Today Rick and I were in the Haight Ashbury area when we saw it;

A smart car.

it was freaking tiny.  Rick likes to point out muni buses and trucks (which are his favorite)  He pointed to the smart car and simply said, “huh?”  I agreed.   I don’t understand the smart car.  I mean, I DO understand it and it’s a great idea, but really, it looks like a glorified clown car.

and just when I was commenting  in my head that I am surprised a clown didn’t come out of the car… out comes this lady with four grocery bags (all paper of course because plastic bags are illeagal here in my home city).  She put them down and reached into the car and pulled out a dog leash with a dog attached to it.

not just any dog,

A GREAT DANE.

HOW THE HELL DID ALL THAT FIT INTO A SMART CAR?!?!

Only here, in my lovely home town….

Now that Rick and I are both sick, my mother is staying. so if you hear a story about a murder, please don’t judge. I kid. I kid.

Rick and I made a fort this afternoon in the living room. pillows, blankets, place to relax and watch movies. Shrek 2 was the first choice. I slept through most of it. I figured Rick did too.  Nope.  according to my mom, he laid there and watched the whole thing.  That’s cool, it’s a funny movie.

I decided that we could watch my all time favorite Disney movie: 101 Dalmatians (animated).  I put it in and snuggle down with Rick.  He has a bottle and I have juice.  the movie starts and Rick looks at me and gets up.  he walks over to the bookshelf and pulls down a DVD and comes back to me.  Ratatouille.  I said, “lets watch 101 doggies, ok?”  Rick went back to the dvd shelf and returned with another movie.  Monsters Inc.  “no rick, 101 doggies.”  I pointed at the TV and said “look at the dogs!”

Rick looked, sighed and went back to the shelf.  he came back with Finding Nemo, Toy Story, Shrek, Shark Tale, Cars, and a bugs’ life.

I guess it’s a sign of the times.  hand drawn is out, animated with computers is in.

So how does this tie into home?  Next (after Ratatouille, which we are watching now) we are going to watch Wizard of oz.  maybe I can get him to nap.  and that is the epitome of wanting home.