Although school is STILL out today, I am going to try P at work again this afternoon, figuring his country ass would have to be dug out by now.
My son is making me buggy. He got out early on Tuesday, has been home Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, AND it is my weekend for him, AND it is a holiday on Monday. This is rare, but cabin fever has given me the perception of too much of a good thing. That and he wouldn't give me his last god damned Valentine's cupcake, the shit.
Thank the good lord for NetFlix. We've watched Ken Burns' Thomas Jefferson (ex is a cousin to two presidents - Jefferson and Carter, and J chose to do his school biography on Jefferson, so I got the Cliff Flix), Down and Derby (about the history/mechanics of the pinewood derby and how it is really a competition between manic and maniac fathers, a laugh out loud good kid's movie), and Igby Goes Down (quirky with an all star cast, amazingly good and giving new definition to the "messed up" teenager.)
But they all go back out in the mail today and I won't get new until Tuesday. Withdrawals.
In the mean time, I am looking forward to tomorrow. My son and I are meeting Ted to play darts, perhaps pool. (Mine are virgin darts - I'd given them to Luke for Xmas, then uncharacteristically wanted them back upon break up in my quest to no longer worry about being the bigger person.) So, I am good at picking things for boys to do. I am also very surprised at how much I like Ted. I do not remember the last time I liked and admitted I liked someone to their face. I am usually cool, gathering information. I did that the first month, now I'm a bit smitten. Gosh, we are so much alike. I have also realized something crucial. I'll admit that I often do not respect men once I know them. Granted, Ted's a man's man and sees the world according to gender differences (sometimes accurately, sometimes not in my opinion), but I respect him despite that! Know why? Because he's taking care of his demented mother. She's a piece of work and he's doing the best he can. One cannot cultivate respect and I am glad to not have to try.
I am also looking forward to Monday. Although it'll be in the 30s, my son an I will be Revolutionary patriots on a float in a President's Day parade. We do know how to have fun around here.
Speaking of fun, I called my mother last night. She's 65 and went for financial consulting yesterday. Although she's not a money bags, she was told her taxes would increase next year with her SS and a small pension, so she needs to spend some money and make less money.
Guess her decision! To take me on a cruise! (But, shhhhh, don't tell my sister.)
Last night, I began researching what we could do in July.
Yee-Haw! I needed something to look forward to.