Some rambling thoughts cobbled together, disguised as a post.....

It looks normal but you know something just isn't right - have you ever had that feeling?  After lunch the other day, I was walking out of the deli to my car.  Right next to my car was a couple.  The driver's door was open and the couple was standing outside of it.  Very close.  Their pose was kind of like that of a newly in love couple.  Then it flashed.  His wedding ring.  I casually glanced in the back seat.  Booster seats.  You know, the kind for bigger kids?  He kissed her.  Not the usual hurried, "love you; gotta go" kiss.  But not the "get a room" kind of kiss either.  As I was getting into my car there was another kiss.  By now, it's all I can do not to stare.  I am convinced I am witnessing an affair going on here.  Any proof?  No.  Just a feeling.  That and being married for so long.  The intimacy in public was just too much for a couple that's been together for any length of time; especially for a couple that has children of the age for booster seats - at that point in your life things are far too hectic for a little afternoon delight; if you know what I mean.  It left me unsettled for the rest of the day.

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Do you know what today is?  It's the NFL DRAFT DAY!  Can you feel the excitement?  No?  Hmmm.  Maybe because I'm just pretending to be excited?  That must be it.  But the great thing?  The boys have gone out to watch it somewhere else.  This is the perk for not having all 978 channels that cable offers.  Whenever football stuff comes up I am blissfully alone with my computer.  I don't have anyone leaning over my shoulder repeating, "Are you done yet?" every three minutes.  And then, in desperation, claiming to have homework that be done right now; even though we all know it won't be done till the very last minute.  I wasn't born yesterday you know.

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There was a mandatory one-on-one meeting at the school today.  They called it "Sophmore Conversations."  It was kind of nerve-wracking as they weren't very clear about what to expect; at least to the parents.  Apparently, it was to discuss goals for the student for the next two years of their high school career.  Man-Child currently has, what I consider to be, some very clear-cut, straight-forward goals.  Which kind of floors me.  I mean really?  Who has goals like this at 15?  I didn't.  Hell, to be truthful, I still don't; go ahead - ask me where I want to be in 5 years and watch me flounder.  But during the meeting?  He had nothing to say.  For this kid?  Kind of a miracle.  Although, I must admit - being 15 and surrounded by three adults asking what your goals are; kind of a recipe for nervousness.  All in all, I think it went very well.

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My dislike of talking on the phone has been cemented.  For the past two nights, I have been cornered on the phone for over an hour (each night!).  I don't mind talking on the phone to get my message across.  I don't mind talking on the phone to someone that I love dearly, and haven't talked to in ages and who lives far, far, far away.  But other than that?  Forget it.  Especially if one of the conversations consists of me saying "What" every few minutes because your connection sucks.  And even more especially if one of the conversations is with someone who is more of an acquaintance than anything and is drunk to boot - which did not become evident until later in the conversation.  My newest resolution?  I will never answer the phone again.  Period.

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Blog-land.  It is a wonderful place.  I am so glad I stumbled into it.  It is amazing to come across blogs - that have the same people that you have!  I mean seriously.  I realize that if you read the blogroll of someone you follow (or who follows you) that you are bound to come across people you "know."  It's inevitable.  But what about when you read someone who neither follows you or anyone you "know"; and you don't follow them and yet you still stumble across people you "know?" (did that make any sense?  'Cause I keep reading it back and although I know what I'm trying to say.....) Makes you realize that the world is a very small place and that we are more inter-connected than we think.  Just an interesting thought to throw out there. 

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That is all I have for now.  I'm off to enjoy the freedom  that a/an (seldom) empty house brings. (yeah, that whole sentence is awkward; but how else would you phrase it? Particularly with my penchane for parentheses?)

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UPDATE:  Just realized I spelled "panache" wrong.  But am convinced it wasn't my fault, because for some reason, on this laptop, my cursor just jumps around like crazy and starts typing wherever it wants.  Just so ya know.....