Is This Seat Taken?

Keith and I had a much-needed date this weekend. We started off at dinner and then went to see "The Hangover."

We got to the movie about 20 minutes early. Seats were filling up fast. People were still streaming in, walking up and down the stairs looking for groups of 3 and 4seats to no avail.

There was a couple in front of us with one empty seat on either side of them. A very polite man walked up and asked, "Is that seat taken?"

"No," said the balding overweight man with his hand wrist-deep in overly-buttered popcorn.

"Is that seat taken?" the man asked, pointing to the seat on the other side.

"No."

"Great! Would you mind terribly moving over one seat so my wife and I can sit together?"

"We aren't moving."

!!!!!!

WHAT!? ARE YOU FREEKING KIDDING ME????

The a-hole wouldn't move!

I have no idea why this upset me so much except that I can't remember a time when I have seen someone be so blatantly, in-your-face mean. What's the big deal? Would it really kill you to just move your fat ass over?! (See, there I go getting upset)

Of course, at dinner I had 2 glasses of wine so my filter wasn't at 100%. I sat there and started talking (rather loudly) about what a total jerk I thought the guy was.

Keith, who drank Sprite at dinner, found my rant to be a bit rude itself. He let me know it in a few sharply-toned words.

Date over. We sat and watched the funniest movie without saying a word.

I still say the guy was a d***.

Terrible Three's ????

I don't know what the heck has happened since Kaleb turned 3, but life seems so much harder lately!

He used to be able to play independently while I got stuff done around the house. Now...he needs someone with him CONSTANTLY! And that someone usually means me!

Our house is a total disaster. I am embarrassed even when the babysitter comes over. With 2 dogs, 1 cat, a teenager and a little boy, our house is a pile of pet hair and dirt!

I just feel like I don't/can't accomplish anything. I almost feel like a prisoner to Kaleb's wants/needs for attention/companionship.

PLEASE tell me this will pass. I am starting to countdown the days until preschool starts. I am relieved that I signed him up for 3 days a week instead of 2! I feel guilty for even admitting that. I love him more than words can even express, and yet I feel like I am constantly looking forward to the next break from him.


Hmmppph!

Updates....

It seems life has been far too crazy lately for me to catch up on blogging. I know I had a few really funny posts in mind,too, but they are long forgotten. Next time I should jot it down.

My Trip to the ER: This Tuesday night I spent about 5 hours in the ER. I started having severe stomach pain Sunday night. I was literally laying in the fetal position on the bathroom floor. The pain finally went away but came back with a vengeance on Tuesday. Keith was concerned it could be gallstones, so he took me to the hospital. I must say...morphine is awesome!

Anyway, imagine how totally stupid I felt when they told me that nothing showed up on the ultrasound. They said I most likely have an ulcer and should follow up with a gastroenterologist. Keith is taking great delight in telling me I am probably the only stay-at-home mom with a stress-induced ulcer.

IHOP: So, Keith's meeting with Nicole went very well. So well, in fact that she came home with him that day and has been at our house every weekend since then. We have built a new office for me in the garage and turned the old office into a bedroom for Nicole.

She is a very sweet girl and is really happy to finally be with her dad. Keith no longer has a hole in his heart. He has prayed for years and forgiven people who need to be forgiven. God heard him and has blessed him accordingly. Kaleb loves her and is excited to have a playmate when she is here.

I am having a little bit of a hard time adjusting to our new family identity. I realized I have no idea how to be a step mom. With Kyle, he really needed a mom in his life. We bonded right away. Today, when he hurts I hurt. When he is happy I am happy. I would take a bullet for him. There is no difference in my eyes between Kyle and Kaleb.

But...Nicole has a mom. She needs a dad. I'm just an extra person. We get along just fine, but it's all very surface. I know that relationships take time. I need to have patience. I need to realize that it's not about me. It's about a lot of lost time between Nicole and Keith and letting them have all the time they need to get to know each other. In time I hope she will see me as a friend. In the meantime, it is awesome just to watch her and Keith.

I have more, but this is all I have time for tonight!