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quiet I should be working on the billing, but I'm here alone for the first time in forever, so I thought I would update real quick. I feel weird being here alone...I have the door locked. Especially since the entire office building is like a ghost town. There is hardly anyone here, and it would be a great time for someone to wander in here and do unspeakable things. Don't know if Dr Ass will be in..I doubt he will since the OA isn't here. But if he is, he'll have a key. So, I saw Heath last Wednesday, and surprisingly, he was in a great mood. He came right to me and just smiled and giggled, and we had a great time. When we took him back home, I sat in the back with him, playing Peek a Boo with his favorite stuffed animal, and he just laughed and laughed. I took a ton of pictures--most weren't that great. But I got a few that I love. It was decided that since my brother needed a sitter early on Saturday morning, that my mom would take him on Friday night and he'd sleep over. Mom didn't get off work until around Heath's bed time, so I offerred to pick him up from Diane's after work and bring him to my parent's house, watching him until she got home. I worried that I'd messed up a night with Artboy, but he had to work, so all was good. Friday came, and I drove down to Diane's to pick him up. She was very cool towards me, and I guess I shouldn't have been surprised, but I was. I know my brother is totally changing her daughter's life, but it isn't my fault. She wasn't rude, per say, but just not like she used to be. Heath had just fallen asleep, and I felt bad about waking him, but I don't think she wanted me there. So I put him in the car seat and took him to my parent's house. We sang to Madonna on the way home, and he was one happy kid. Started to get a little fussy around 7pm, and I thought I might have to put him down. I wanted to keep him up so Mom could see him. I started singing to him, and he started giggling again and even lasted another hour after Mom got home. I came back on Saturday and spent the day there, playing with Heath and chatting with Mom. Took a bunch more pictures. It was a lovely day. We took Heath back at 7pm, and Mom stayed to feed him while Aaron ate dinner. He was so non-engaged with Heath..or with us for that matter, fiddling with his laptop at the dinner table. Is it always like that? I hope not, but have a feeling that it is. Aaron was upset because he isn't allowed to see my SIL at the hospital unless he wants to reconcile. He wants to get things taken care of--like what to do with the Pathfinder that he bought for her. He can't afford it, now that she isn't bringing in any money, and he wants to get things taken care of right now. He wasn't happy that Mom and I told him that he just needed to chill..that she can't be dealing with that kind of stuff right now. That all she needs to focus on is getting better, and that pushing her to deal with financial matters is not going to help. We told him that her parents were right to forbid him from seeing her--it would only make things worse for her. He just kept saying that he wasn't going to wait forever. Sometimes I really wonder about my brother and where his head is. He's packed up (I hope) a lot of things. Figurines and things that were out in the living room are no longer there. I know he'd discussed getting rid of some clothes that she supposedly had out in the garage that didn't fit her anymore that she was going to get rid of. My mom warned him that he shouldn't be getting rid of her things. I don't think he listened. It all feels so cruel. *sigh* I'll be babysitting Heath on the 4th. When he asked, he said it would be around 8am for 3 hours. Suddenly, on Saturday, it turned into 6am for 4 hours. God. 6am on my holiday. I'll do it, but I'm not happy about getting up at 5:15am so I can be there by 7am. I'll just throw my hair in a pony tail so I can get ready in 15 minutes. *sigh* He better be back in 4 hours too...cause I have things I need to do to prepare for our trip to Denver. Got hooked on a "new" show on BBC America this weekend. I came across the show Hex last week, and it looked interesting--kinda like Charmed, so I started to watch it. Looked it up online, and discovered that they were doing a marathon of the first 5 episodes on Sunday, so I stopped watching so I could start at the beginning. Artboy and I both watched last night, and I guess he at least kind of likes it, because he wants me to tape the rest and watch them with me. It's likened to Buffy, but other than the darkness of the show, I'm not sure why. Well, I should get to work. I have a lot to get done today. |