In my last post, I complained about Hubby and his lack of "vacation" skills.
He proposed a trip to Asheville, NC this weekend to visit his daughter.
I don't want to go.
In truth, he's been at least three to four times already - without me. Granted, one of those times I had to go home to check on my dad. The other times? Well, let's just say, they became a "test of wills" and I won.
There is absolutely no reason in the world that I shouldn't go this weekend.
Except I don't want to.
Why? Snow is predicted. I have stuff I want to do. The lure of a house all to myself? And, seriously? Why should I go seeking snow? I've had more than my fair share this winter (with more predicted for next week!). I'm cold enough here without travelling to the mountains to find more.
But the guilt! Here I've been complaining that Hubby never wants to go anywhere or do anything (and it's true - unless it's something he wants to do....). I haven't been up to Asheville since she's moved here. I haven't seen her since Christmas. But still.....
I don't want to go.
Somebody absolve me so I can stay home in relative peace, please!!!
February 26, 2010
February 23, 2010
Vacation Frustrations
Hubby is on vacation this week. Yay! Right? errrr....
No one else is. Man-Child's in school and I'm at work.
This is a running "thing" (I won't call it an "argument" - it's more a of a sore point - that could possibly escalate into an "issue").
I realize that Hubby's job has it's "busy" seasons. And that they usually the occur when normal people take their vacations. I GET it. BUT, other people at his company (and in his department) seem to be able to sneak in some time off during these "busy" seasons......
I don't resent Hubby his time off. God knows he needs it and deserves it. And we all know I have no problem taking my vacations. And yeah, if he wants to take some of it by himself - doing absolutely nothing - cool. We all need that once in a while.
No one else is. Man-Child's in school and I'm at work.
This is a running "thing" (I won't call it an "argument" - it's more a of a sore point - that could possibly escalate into an "issue").
I realize that Hubby's job has it's "busy" seasons. And that they usually the occur when normal people take their vacations. I GET it. BUT, other people at his company (and in his department) seem to be able to sneak in some time off during these "busy" seasons......
I don't resent Hubby his time off. God knows he needs it and deserves it. And we all know I have no problem taking my vacations. And yeah, if he wants to take some of it by himself - doing absolutely nothing - cool. We all need that once in a while.
What I do resent (and am beginning to resent more and more) is that Hubby never takes family vacations.
"Oh no!" he insists that he took a week off in the summer with us. Yeah - FIVE years ago!
I have informed him that Man-Child will be gone in about two years - off to college - not caring about spending any time with us.
His response? "I spend plenty of time with him!" And he does - those two are as thick as thieves!
But it's a everyday, routine kind of time. Not that special - this is vacation, let's have fun kind of time.
But it's a everyday, routine kind of time. Not that special - this is vacation, let's have fun kind of time.
Yes, I generally take almost two weeks around Christmas - but guess what? I'm usually spending it with Man-Child and doing prep stuff for the holiday. I generally take a week in the spring - to take Man-Child somewhere for Spring Break. Sometimes I take a day here or there or maybe a long weekend to go to Texas to visit family and friends.
But Hubby? He takes a week in February - alone. And does nothing.
The rest of his vacation time? I'm guessing is "thrown away" - because he certainly isn't using it (and I know for a fact that he gets way more than one week a year!).
I realize that he and I have very different ideas about what "vacation" is; I realize that he has an extreme dislike to flying (although - hello? they have drugs for that and I would ask for them if the situation were reversed....); I realize that he gets really uptight if we have to drive for any length of time (yes, all this pretty much means vacation can be, at the very least, a chore for him.) BUT, ususally, once he gets to where we are going - it's all good. So what is the problem? Why doesn't he want to have vacation with his family?
This is the kind of stuff that keeps me up at night. I just don't get it.
It's not like we aren't "fun" people. Man-Child and I hilarious and always seem to have fun.
I. Just. Don't. Get. It.
What am I missing here?
I realize that he and I have very different ideas about what "vacation" is; I realize that he has an extreme dislike to flying (although - hello? they have drugs for that and I would ask for them if the situation were reversed....); I realize that he gets really uptight if we have to drive for any length of time (yes, all this pretty much means vacation can be, at the very least, a chore for him.) BUT, ususally, once he gets to where we are going - it's all good. So what is the problem? Why doesn't he want to have vacation with his family?
This is the kind of stuff that keeps me up at night. I just don't get it.
It's not like we aren't "fun" people. Man-Child and I hilarious and always seem to have fun.
I. Just. Don't. Get. It.
What am I missing here?
February 20, 2010
D-I-V-O-R-C-E (anyone remember that song? that's the only note of levity in this post...)
So, here's the deal.
We've known this couple for about 11 years or so. We are friends.
I love her - she loves me. The hubbies - they are best buds.
Perfect; right? 'Cause, really? How often does that work out - that couples love each other? Not often. Usually the stars have to be aligned just right and for us - they were.
Now, I have known from the get go - that I could I never be married to this man. He's a great guy. He's fabulous, etc. But, as my hubby? No. One of us would end up being maimed (or even dead in the backyard) - and it wouldn't be me (lucky, lucky him - right?!).
For the past - oh six or seven years - I've seen this coming. And now, finally, I think it's here.
She was over here today - with her suitcase. She's done. We talked. She told me it's over. I told her she was welcome. In the end, she went home - she's concerned about the whole "abandoning the house/kids" issue. I don't blame her. (Although, between you and me? I don't think he knows about that....she totally could have skated on that one!)
My advice for her is sparse - I simply do not have experience in this arena. I've told her in no uncertain terms (several times) - that she needs to do what is best for her and the children. I've told her that I will support her no matter what.
My heart is heavy. I love them all. But, right now? It's the children I'm most concerned about. I made that perfectly clear. I know that there is nasty arguing going on. I know that those children have been witness to it. I know that those children are not happy. I know that she isn't happy. I know that, despite his bravado, that he is not happy. At this point - I think they are toxic for each other.
But those children? That is what breaks my heart the most. Because I can look at those kids and see what all this has done to them. I told her today - that if, they do end up divorcing, that the children would be fine. Why? Because the arguing (which can get really ugly - I know I've witnessed it on an occasion or two) would be done. I know - I remember how my parents were. And when it was finally done? It was a relief.
I can't even begin to imagine the position she is in right now. But - again, between you and me? She needs to send him packing. Those children deserve soooo much more than they are getting right now. SHE deserves so much more than he is giving her. And truly? He deserves so much more. But as things stand right now - they are all slowly killing each other.
And it is breaking our hearts to be watching this from the outside.
We've known this couple for about 11 years or so. We are friends.
I love her - she loves me. The hubbies - they are best buds.
Perfect; right? 'Cause, really? How often does that work out - that couples love each other? Not often. Usually the stars have to be aligned just right and for us - they were.
Now, I have known from the get go - that I could I never be married to this man. He's a great guy. He's fabulous, etc. But, as my hubby? No. One of us would end up being maimed (or even dead in the backyard) - and it wouldn't be me (lucky, lucky him - right?!).
For the past - oh six or seven years - I've seen this coming. And now, finally, I think it's here.
She was over here today - with her suitcase. She's done. We talked. She told me it's over. I told her she was welcome. In the end, she went home - she's concerned about the whole "abandoning the house/kids" issue. I don't blame her. (Although, between you and me? I don't think he knows about that....she totally could have skated on that one!)
My advice for her is sparse - I simply do not have experience in this arena. I've told her in no uncertain terms (several times) - that she needs to do what is best for her and the children. I've told her that I will support her no matter what.
My heart is heavy. I love them all. But, right now? It's the children I'm most concerned about. I made that perfectly clear. I know that there is nasty arguing going on. I know that those children have been witness to it. I know that those children are not happy. I know that she isn't happy. I know that, despite his bravado, that he is not happy. At this point - I think they are toxic for each other.
But those children? That is what breaks my heart the most. Because I can look at those kids and see what all this has done to them. I told her today - that if, they do end up divorcing, that the children would be fine. Why? Because the arguing (which can get really ugly - I know I've witnessed it on an occasion or two) would be done. I know - I remember how my parents were. And when it was finally done? It was a relief.
I can't even begin to imagine the position she is in right now. But - again, between you and me? She needs to send him packing. Those children deserve soooo much more than they are getting right now. SHE deserves so much more than he is giving her. And truly? He deserves so much more. But as things stand right now - they are all slowly killing each other.
And it is breaking our hearts to be watching this from the outside.
February 19, 2010
In ten years.....
The very sweet Respectfully Yours over at Here Is What I Think has deemed me worthy of the "You're Going Places, Baby" award.
"This award means you're really going places, Baby. You'll still be blogging about your great adventures 10 years from now, and I'll still be reading them."
"This award means you're really going places, Baby. You'll still be blogging about your great adventures 10 years from now, and I'll still be reading them."
{ The Rules }
1. Link back to the blogger who sent you this award
2. Post where you would like to be in 10 years
3. Pass it on to other special bloggers!
#1 - Accomplished. Go visit RY; she is wonderful!! And not just because she has deemed me worthy of an award - really!
#2 - Ohhhh, I hate these types of questions. I'm more of the "let's see where this goes" kind of person; because I'm generally happy with where I'm at. But in this instance? I'll actually try to answer it. Do you know what would be AWESOME? If in the next ten years I could actually meet some of my new friends face to face - even those that live "across the pond" or across the continent. That would be an awesome goal! One that I may even actually work toward.
#3 - Passing it on. Er....., ummmmmm, shuffling feet. You guys know I can't do this part. You Know IT! I think of you ALL as bloggers I want to be reading (and meeting) ten years from now (except for you crazy stalker/serial killers - I {and Hubby} really don't want to be meeting you anytime soon).
So thank you so very much RY! I totally appreciate you thinking of me - I definitely expect to still be reading you 10 years from now as you blog about your retirement experiences in Florida!
So thank you so very much RY! I totally appreciate you thinking of me - I definitely expect to still be reading you 10 years from now as you blog about your retirement experiences in Florida!
Thank You letters
Dear Hubby;
Thank you so very much for sharing your cold with me. On the first decent weekend we will have in eons! I will cherish it. The sniffling, the sneezing, the aching - you are far too generous to me.
Much Love,
Me
********
Dear Big Baby Man (@ work):
Thank you for pouting and being a general baby today. It caused me much amusement. I particularly enjoy that I've learned you are trying to discredit me (and my boss - whom you seem to have declared your mortal enemy for some reason; I can only assume it's because she's smarter and much more grown up than you). What gives me even more pleasure? That you were chastised for your behavior. Although, I know what you were up to today - cause you are transparent like that. I've got my eye on you, my friend.
Very truly yours,
Me
******
Dear Procrastinators (again, at work):
Thank you so much for delaying your duties so that I had to stay late last night. There is nothing I enjoy more than sitting around at work, after hours, twiddling my thumbs just waiting to complete a project. This is the stuff I dream about when I come to work every morning. You made my day!
Very truly yours,
Me
*****
Dear Morons Who Don't Know How a Three Way Stop Intersection Works:
All I can say is thank you for bringing so much excitement into my life. What other amusement can I expect on an almost daily basis than watching you almost slam into oncoming traffic that has the right of way? And the best part? Watching you get all righteously indignant while beeping your horn. You crack me up - until you almost hit my car.
Me
Thank you so very much for sharing your cold with me. On the first decent weekend we will have in eons! I will cherish it. The sniffling, the sneezing, the aching - you are far too generous to me.
Much Love,
Me
********
Dear Big Baby Man (@ work):
Thank you for pouting and being a general baby today. It caused me much amusement. I particularly enjoy that I've learned you are trying to discredit me (and my boss - whom you seem to have declared your mortal enemy for some reason; I can only assume it's because she's smarter and much more grown up than you). What gives me even more pleasure? That you were chastised for your behavior. Although, I know what you were up to today - cause you are transparent like that. I've got my eye on you, my friend.
Very truly yours,
Me
******
Dear Procrastinators (again, at work):
Thank you so much for delaying your duties so that I had to stay late last night. There is nothing I enjoy more than sitting around at work, after hours, twiddling my thumbs just waiting to complete a project. This is the stuff I dream about when I come to work every morning. You made my day!
Very truly yours,
Me
*****
Dear Morons Who Don't Know How a Three Way Stop Intersection Works:
All I can say is thank you for bringing so much excitement into my life. What other amusement can I expect on an almost daily basis than watching you almost slam into oncoming traffic that has the right of way? And the best part? Watching you get all righteously indignant while beeping your horn. You crack me up - until you almost hit my car.
Me
February 18, 2010
Some "Trends" should NEVER see the light of day.
Seriously??
I was perusing the latest InStyle magazine. I came across this sight quite often (couldn't find it on InStyle's site though - funnily enough....).
Apparently, socks with heels is the most current trend. In fact, one person wrote in to say (something along these lines - I don't have the magazine in front of me) how much she loved this look and how should she wear it. I'm thinking "Ummmm? NEVER!"
Now - maybe this makes me a very conservative fashionista - dare I say it? A fuddy-duddy.
But I vow to you all right now "I will NEVER, EVER be caught dead wearing socks with my high heel sandals!"
February 17, 2010
"New" Rules for Lent?
Today is the beginning of Lent.
Yes, I realize that whether or not you participate in Lent is an intensely personal and private choice. It's not something you are to trumpet to the world. I get it.
But, I've been a bit confused of late about Lent.
When I was a kid (waaaaayyy back in the dark ages when dinosaurs roamed the earth - this is what Man-Child seems to think anyway....) Lent was the whole time. Every single day. Whatever you gave up (or added to your routine) that was the way it was to go - the whole season; even if it ended up being more than 40 days.
Now? From what I am hearing everywhere (including church) - Sunday's don't count.
I kinda understand the reasoning. Every Sunday is supposed to be a celebration; not a fast.
But really? It's kinda counter-productive don't you think?
You give up chocolate and can have it on Sunday? Okay, you are still abstaining the remainder of the time - it's still a sacrifice technically - but you can gorge on Sunday?
But what if you give up something else?
Say.....buying shoes? So following this "new" way (although according to everything I've read; it's not new - then how come I never heard of it growing up?) you could then buy the shoes on Sunday. And then proceed to enjoy them every day - even if you don't wear them except on Sundays (you could still go into the closet anddrool over look at them).
So tell me, am I the only one who has never heard of this Not On Sunday thing? Or has this been common knowledge for years and I am the one who has been living under a rock?
Yes, I realize that whether or not you participate in Lent is an intensely personal and private choice. It's not something you are to trumpet to the world. I get it.
But, I've been a bit confused of late about Lent.
When I was a kid (waaaaayyy back in the dark ages when dinosaurs roamed the earth - this is what Man-Child seems to think anyway....) Lent was the whole time. Every single day. Whatever you gave up (or added to your routine) that was the way it was to go - the whole season; even if it ended up being more than 40 days.
Now? From what I am hearing everywhere (including church) - Sunday's don't count.
I kinda understand the reasoning. Every Sunday is supposed to be a celebration; not a fast.
But really? It's kinda counter-productive don't you think?
You give up chocolate and can have it on Sunday? Okay, you are still abstaining the remainder of the time - it's still a sacrifice technically - but you can gorge on Sunday?
But what if you give up something else?
Say.....buying shoes? So following this "new" way (although according to everything I've read; it's not new - then how come I never heard of it growing up?) you could then buy the shoes on Sunday. And then proceed to enjoy them every day - even if you don't wear them except on Sundays (you could still go into the closet and
So tell me, am I the only one who has never heard of this Not On Sunday thing? Or has this been common knowledge for years and I am the one who has been living under a rock?
February 16, 2010
Former Friend
Lesson learned. When you have a post all plotted out in your head. Post it. Do not get side-tracked. Do not read and respond on other blogs. You know why?
Because you will then completely and totally forget what point it was that you were going to make, oh so eloquently (and no I don't think it's an age thing; it can't be 'cause I'm still very,very, very young!)
Seriously.
Since I can't remember all the details (and yes, I wrote the salient points down - but have apparently left them at work for the cleaning crew to read.....) you, my very favorite peeps, get the condensed version.
Open letter to a co-worker (apparently, former friend).
Don't be shy. If I/we have ticked you off, tell us. This way we can know what we've done (although from what we can surmise -after many conversations discussing this very issue - is nothing!) and apologize, as necessary. Don't just stop talking to and associating with those who have loved and supported you for years. Not only is it rude - it's childish.
It is also extremely childish to not only stop talking to your friends but to then go to those that you never considered friends (or even seemed to like!) and start chatting them up and laughing gaily while we are sitting there looking on in total incomprehension. No one cares if you find new friends. We (the three of us you are currently shunning) are grown up enough to appreciate new friends - we all enjoy new friends!
I can almost understand if one of us had ticked you off enough to shun (almost, mind. Life is far too short to hold a grudge in my opinion - wait! Let me write that down! With my family? I'm sure I could have a post in there somewhere....someone remind me of this tomorrow when, once again, I've misplaced my notes) but all of us? What is this? High school?
I, of the three of us, am not as sensitive as the others. Your attitude doesn't bother me as much as it does them (okay, maybe a little). But when I see and hear the hurt that they are feeling? Well, it raises up the mama bear in me - and that makes me angry.
I don't understand your attitude. I don't like it. You are intentionally hurting people that I care about. For no good reason that I can see. Stop it. Put on your big girl pants and grow up. If you don't want to be friends anymore, fine. Be an adult about it. Although you are not happy with the situation with which you are currently presented - this is not our fault. And you need to realize that. The people you are unhappy with isn't us; and there is nothing any of us can do to "fix" your problem. And? Guess what? Your attitude isn't going to fix the problem either.
Love, Me
Because you will then completely and totally forget what point it was that you were going to make, oh so eloquently (and no I don't think it's an age thing; it can't be 'cause I'm still very,very, very young!)
Seriously.
Since I can't remember all the details (and yes, I wrote the salient points down - but have apparently left them at work for the cleaning crew to read.....) you, my very favorite peeps, get the condensed version.
Open letter to a co-worker (apparently, former friend).
Don't be shy. If I/we have ticked you off, tell us. This way we can know what we've done (although from what we can surmise -after many conversations discussing this very issue - is nothing!) and apologize, as necessary. Don't just stop talking to and associating with those who have loved and supported you for years. Not only is it rude - it's childish.
It is also extremely childish to not only stop talking to your friends but to then go to those that you never considered friends (or even seemed to like!) and start chatting them up and laughing gaily while we are sitting there looking on in total incomprehension. No one cares if you find new friends. We (the three of us you are currently shunning) are grown up enough to appreciate new friends - we all enjoy new friends!
I can almost understand if one of us had ticked you off enough to shun (almost, mind. Life is far too short to hold a grudge in my opinion - wait! Let me write that down! With my family? I'm sure I could have a post in there somewhere....someone remind me of this tomorrow when, once again, I've misplaced my notes) but all of us? What is this? High school?
I, of the three of us, am not as sensitive as the others. Your attitude doesn't bother me as much as it does them (okay, maybe a little). But when I see and hear the hurt that they are feeling? Well, it raises up the mama bear in me - and that makes me angry.
I don't understand your attitude. I don't like it. You are intentionally hurting people that I care about. For no good reason that I can see. Stop it. Put on your big girl pants and grow up. If you don't want to be friends anymore, fine. Be an adult about it. Although you are not happy with the situation with which you are currently presented - this is not our fault. And you need to realize that. The people you are unhappy with isn't us; and there is nothing any of us can do to "fix" your problem. And? Guess what? Your attitude isn't going to fix the problem either.
Love, Me
February 15, 2010
I've achieved another award - and have forgotten again!!!!
***once again, I've proven myself unworthy....if I can't remember to put a title on a post....***
The always lovely, Mrs. Lovely, over at The Ideologies of Melissa has seen fit to bestow an award on me. I am humbled. I have still yet to figure out why anyone wants to read the stuff I put out there; but apparently, some of y'all like it. So, thank you. You all humble me - because I read what you have to say and feel woefully inadequate.
What Makes Me Happy:
1. My Hubby - although he can get on my last nerve....he's a keeper!
2. My son - because although he can also get on my last nerve....he's pretty fab!
3. Blogging - you guys are the BEST!
4. Crossing stuff off my list - yeah, I'm funny that way.
5. Chocolate - although it's currently on my no-no list; I still love it.
6. My iPod - I love being able to hear what I want when I want.
7. Reading - cause, really? Is there any other way to spend some down-time (besides getting stuff crossed off THE list)?
8. NEVER having to worry about what's for dinner (thank you Hubby!)
9. A clean kitchen in the morning (thank you Man-Child; when you don't "forget....")
10. Being this close to my goal.
Now to pass it on to 10 bloggers. Ummm - not gonna do that. Why? Because you ALL deserve it - because you are ALL Beautiful Bloggers. So, if you read this - it is YOURS. Take it; love it; OWN it.
Mwah! YOU are fabulous!
The always lovely, Mrs. Lovely, over at The Ideologies of Melissa has seen fit to bestow an award on me. I am humbled. I have still yet to figure out why anyone wants to read the stuff I put out there; but apparently, some of y'all like it. So, thank you. You all humble me - because I read what you have to say and feel woefully inadequate.
So with many, many thanks to Mrs. Lovely - I have been presented with the
What can I say but, "Wow!"
Apparently, there are rules attached to this award (uh-oh....you know I've been known to rebel.....)
The rules are:
I have to list 10 things that make me happy and do at least one of them today and then pass it on to 10 other bloggers.
What Makes Me Happy:
1. My Hubby - although he can get on my last nerve....he's a keeper!
2. My son - because although he can also get on my last nerve....he's pretty fab!
3. Blogging - you guys are the BEST!
4. Crossing stuff off my list - yeah, I'm funny that way.
5. Chocolate - although it's currently on my no-no list; I still love it.
6. My iPod - I love being able to hear what I want when I want.
7. Reading - cause, really? Is there any other way to spend some down-time (besides getting stuff crossed off THE list)?
8. NEVER having to worry about what's for dinner (thank you Hubby!)
9. A clean kitchen in the morning (thank you Man-Child; when you don't "forget....")
10. Being this close to my goal.
Now to pass it on to 10 bloggers. Ummm - not gonna do that. Why? Because you ALL deserve it - because you are ALL Beautiful Bloggers. So, if you read this - it is YOURS. Take it; love it; OWN it.
Mwah! YOU are fabulous!
February 14, 2010
Happy Valentine's (and another book review)
Well, I was all set to write a post about how quiet I've been on the internet lately - possibly due to the winter blues that many of us seem to be suffering from. Or maybe, it's because I've been busy getting some of my projects crossed off the list (you remember the list(s) I was making way back in December? (Seriously? You didn't think I was done with it - did you? No, my lists are "living" documents as they continue to evolve and grow!) and I truly have accomplished much this weekend - thanks to my fabulous Hubby's assistance! Mwah! Love you darling!).
Instead I've decided to tell you about the latest book I've just read - because it is awesome! It is one of those books you don't want to read in snatches - you only want to read it when you've got plenty of time to devote to it. In fact, I've just devoted the last two and a half hours to finishing it (proof - to those of you with small children - that one day you will have two and a half hours to yourself eventually.)
The book is Too Close To Home by Linwood Barclay. I've read another one of his books and loved it too. But this one is about a family that is brutally murdered in their own home and about their neighbors - one of whom was in the home when it all went down. The book has many twists and turns and is very fast-paced. At one point, there is an arrest and things are looking grim. And then it twists. And then, you are thinking "Aha! Now I know what happened!" and then it twists again. And the ending? It ties it all up very well.
While the story may seem a bit fantastic to those of us who live less drama-filled lives but then there is a reason they call it fiction and Linwood Barclay does a very fine job of drawing you in and keeping you riveted. So, if you have the opportunity to read his work, I would definitely suggest you do so.
On another subject, I hope you all have had a wonderful Valentine's Day. It is definitely a low-key holiday around here - I gave the guys each a little box of chocolate and socks (what?! They NEEDED socks!) and they reciprocated by doing the heavy lifting on some of my projects; which made me even happier than most gifts.
Thankfully, my company is closed tomorrow so I have a day to tidy up some loose ends on these projects and maybe even catch a movie with Man-Child (if the weather isn't too bad). Any recommendations for a mother and teen-age son to see together and actually both enjoy?
Instead I've decided to tell you about the latest book I've just read - because it is awesome! It is one of those books you don't want to read in snatches - you only want to read it when you've got plenty of time to devote to it. In fact, I've just devoted the last two and a half hours to finishing it (proof - to those of you with small children - that one day you will have two and a half hours to yourself eventually.)
The book is Too Close To Home by Linwood Barclay. I've read another one of his books and loved it too. But this one is about a family that is brutally murdered in their own home and about their neighbors - one of whom was in the home when it all went down. The book has many twists and turns and is very fast-paced. At one point, there is an arrest and things are looking grim. And then it twists. And then, you are thinking "Aha! Now I know what happened!" and then it twists again. And the ending? It ties it all up very well.
While the story may seem a bit fantastic to those of us who live less drama-filled lives but then there is a reason they call it fiction and Linwood Barclay does a very fine job of drawing you in and keeping you riveted. So, if you have the opportunity to read his work, I would definitely suggest you do so.
On another subject, I hope you all have had a wonderful Valentine's Day. It is definitely a low-key holiday around here - I gave the guys each a little box of chocolate and socks (what?! They NEEDED socks!) and they reciprocated by doing the heavy lifting on some of my projects; which made me even happier than most gifts.
Thankfully, my company is closed tomorrow so I have a day to tidy up some loose ends on these projects and maybe even catch a movie with Man-Child (if the weather isn't too bad). Any recommendations for a mother and teen-age son to see together and actually both enjoy?
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