The Reader's Nook

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Back again! Two days in a row! R U impressed? Yesterday I wrote about my dad. Maybe today I should write about my mom. As of July 16, she will have been gone for 15 years. A long time, but I still miss her. I've never actually said that out loud to anyone before. Not even my sisters. I don't know why I find it so hard to talk about. The guy who killed her has come up for parole twice in the last year. My sisters, aunt, and cousins have went to Ohio to fight it both times. He was denied the first time. This time, his case has been sent to a higher parole board for review. If he gets approved for parole, we will have to go in front of the whole parole board and say why we think he should be denied. Not fun. I'm terrified he's going to get out, but tired of going through the whole emotional story every time he comes up for parole. It's like reliving that tragic event over and over again.

I just keep thinking of all the stuff she missed while we were growing up. It doesn't seem fair. I'll never understand why stuff like this happens. I guess I probably never will.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Dad

I just recently reunited with my dad. My parents were divorced when I was very young and I lived with my mom until she died. Never met my dad, but I knew his name. We wrote each other letters after I found his address when I was in middle school. When I was 18, he came to Wabash (he only lives in Fort Wayne). We met for the 1st time (in my memory at least). It was nice. We went out to Bob Evans and talked a little, but made no other plans to get together. He stopped writing for several years, but I kept writing and sending cards. Finally, he wrote me back, then he'd stop writing again. It always broke my heart a little when he did that. Anyway, he called a couple months ago and we made plans to meet again. Almost 7 years later. We've been in contact ever since. It's weird having a relationship with my Dad. I'm still kind of uncomfortable around him. I'm not sure how to act or what to say. I don't want to scare him off again. He gets along really well with my husband, which is great. It's nice that he can have a father-in-law. I only hope they can grow to be as close as I am to my father-in-law.

I got lucky in thein-law department. I have wonderful in-laws. Love every one of them. They can be a little goofy, but hey, who isn't. I just got off work after working 2 jobs today. I am exhausted. And hot. I think I'm going to go do dishes then take a cold shower. I hate dishes!!!!

Monday, June 19, 2006

Apology

I want to apologize for not blogging. I've been really busy lately, blah, blah, blah. No excuses. Actually, I kind of forgot about my blog until I was reminded several times by my Sis'tah. I promise I'll try to blog more often. Starting tomorrow. And Sis'tah, thanks for the ideas. Love ya!

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

New job

I work full time at a mental health facility. I have recently started a part-time job at the local grocery store where my husband is a manager. A little weird, but at least I get to see him more often. I just started training Monday (2 days ago) and I got called in to work by myself tonight because someone called off. 4 hours training and I'm closing by myself. I was doing really well, too, until I got hit with the after church rush right around the time I was supposed to be closing the deli. I had already cleaned the meat slicer when about 4 people got in line wanting meat sliced. Since the customer is always right, I had to cut the meat. Then I had to re-clean the slicer. All this after working 8 straight hours with no lunch break at my other job. I am thoroughly exhausted and my feet are killing me. I think I'm going to go soak in a hot bath. Or maybe a cold one.

Saturday, April 29, 2006

Newbie

I'm new at blogging and have absolutely no clue what I'm supposed to say.
I guess I'll just wing it as I go. I've been reading the blogs of my father-in-law and sister-in-law and am awed. I don't think mine will be as witty as my sister-in-law's blog is or as profound as my father-in-law's. I guess it'll just be mine. More to come when I can think of what to talk about.