June 2, 2012

  • I have been enjoying the peace and quiet of this week with Mandie out of the house for 2 weeks, only sleeping in 2 hour increments at night (sleep for 2 hours and awake for 3 hours), and recovering from jacking up my body from exercise.

    You see, I (in my stupid way of thinking) thought this was a bright idea.  On my stair step machine I was doing 4 sessions of climbing 300 stairs at a time and doing yoga once a day.  Then I thought "lets do 10 sessions of stair step and yoga 3 times a day".  So I stepped it up and paid for it.

    Leopardditz-accept the fact you were circling the big drain in the sky 11 months ago and it will take time to recover.  That's really hard for me to do.

    So a few couch days later and lots of Motrin, I'm back on my feet.  My goal is two stair step sessions a day, I yoga, and walking Buk up to the top of the hill and back.

    I'm an idiot and admit it.  But I'll get back to it slowly.  However, when I went to get my massage, Deanndra said the right side of my body was so much better.  Like my love affair with Brad Pitt, my body has a love affair with yoga.  But no more deep tissue massage with Lamaze breathing.  I don't tell her how much I'm hurting.  Stupid me.

    June gloom has set in with a vengence.  I look out the window and think its 7:30am.  Nice long breakfast and take my time getting ready for the day.  Grab the grocery list and look at the clock-11:30am!!!  Plus, I miss having breakfast out in the rare sunny mornings of May with Buk out on my new deck.

    I don't know what to do about Andie.  Pretty sure I must have pissed her off and she unfriended me on Facebook.  Normally I wouldn't care, but I'm worried she may tell Matt that she doesn't want me to be a part of Tristan's life.  From what I've heard from one of her family members, the girl holds a grudge.  I inadvertently said something at Easter that sat off a 3 day fight.  Matt told me that she kept trying to talk him out of going on the Nashville trip.  He told her they really need the money right now.  3 months out of the year, he rarely works.  But 2 months ago he actually got paid 2,000.00 for a 4 day shoot.  I've talked to him about being self-employed and not having a regular paycheck.  How you have to put money away for the dry months.  And he's getting it but she isn't.  We actually used to hang out together, shop together, go to movies.  Now I have the plague.

    I want to text her to see how she is doing.  She just got her chair at the salon this week.  And I want to know how the Lexi the kitten is doing.  But I also don't want to piss her off anymore.  She no longer sees any of her friends.  She is pissed at Sam. Atleast we are on the Sam shit list.  Her world revolves around Matt.  But she's family now.

    I've gotten some texts from Matt ("nothing to see in Kansas".  Informed him its very flat)  Then he posted an Instagram picture on Facebook with the following, "guns, crossbows, and fireworks".  I left a comment, "sounds like a damn good redneck time!"

    And keeping my fingers crossed he comes home in a week with all his limbs.

    Then Sam walked out this morning.  Matt and I are known for our public antics.  Sam is the opposite.

    "Guess what I did last night?"

    "I don't know."  Making first cup of tea.  "Got a recording contract?"

    "Nope, Chuck and I went to a bar."

    Sam is the lead guitar player in 3 Spoke Wheel, but Chuck Palarmo started and runs the band.  Professional wrestler who still wrestles, runs a gym, runs a bar, auditions for movies, and takes care of Sam when they are out.  

    "We had a couple of shots and decided to start running the second door that we saw people coming in at."

    (Intelligently I said) "Huh?'

    "Yup, we started carding everyone."

    "You did what???"  (tea started kicking in at this point)

    "Chuck and I started carding people looking all official.  I was wearing my sunglasses and doing the carding.  He was the muscle."

    "Anyone who looked under 21 or everyone in general?"

    "We would have carded you."

    "And people fell for this?"

    "20 of them did and then I couldn't keep a straight face."

    I gave my son a standing ovation in the kitchen.

    In a nutshell, that's my life at times.