Prayers, Please

I've recently learned that a 35-year-old mom in Georgia, Anissa Mayhew, suffered her second stroke a couple of days ago. She'd had a stroke a few years ago, and dealt with her toddler's cancer as well, and now this. She and her family sound like an amazing bunch of people, and there are a lot of people testifying to this on a number of blogs.

Anissa's regular blog is here, but updates about her health (written by her husband) are here.

If you could say a prayer or think a good thought or light a candle or...something for Anissa and her family, I know they would appreciate it. Thanks.

I Can't Even Count the Number of Times I've Needed to Take Notes While Eating...

I'm unreasonably amused by these. Wouldn't it be fun to pull these out of your pocket at a meeting? Also, they're biodegradable, which I love.

The overall Inhabitat site is pretty nifty and their kid site, Inhabitots, is a must-visit. Seriously. Go there now. Awesomeness abounds!

But Now My Pillow Is Calling My Name

Why am I up at this hour? Well, Primary Dog heard the kiddo moving about at 2:15 a.m. and growled, then raced upstairs to investigate. I figured the kiddo was just visiting the bathroom, but the glow that appeared at the top of the stairs said otherwise. Turned out he thought it was wake-up time and figured he'd watch a few Bakugan videos on YouTube. I put the kibosh on that plan and the kiddo told me I never let him do anything fun. Then he fell asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Speaking of pillows...

She Shoots...and Misses

Just to balance things out, tonight the kiddo is going to sleep and he's cranky. I told him I love him, and he said, "No, you DON'T, and I'm TIRED of BELIEVING that!" Hmm. Methinks someone just lost bedtime story privileges. ;^)

Does That Mean My Average is Above Average?

At the football game Friday, the kiddo was in a foul mood. I tried to jolly him out of it, to no avail. Finally we went to the snack bar and I told him he needed to take responsibility for his mood and pull himself together because I wasn't going to indulge it any more. Complete mood turnaround. After the game, he told me, "Mom, I just want you to know you're battin' a thousand on bein' a parent."

Hey, I can live on that for a long time. Should have it embroidered on a pillow. ;^)

Home, Sweet Home

Rockin' That Random Act of Kindness

Well, I missed a day, so NaBloPoMo = fail. Nonetheless, I will soldier on. ;-) I plead stress, though. The eviction thing is kind of a mind-blower, not so much for me because I always expect the kiddo's dad to behave like the malignant narcissist he is, but for the kiddo. He absolutely cannot understand why his dad is doing this to him. I'm in charge of making everything nice and smooth, which is a full-time job. Also a full-time job: forgiving the kiddo's dad.

Anyway, recently I forgot my PIN after not using it for so long, and stress has sent some things flying out of memory. At the ATM I tried a few possible PIN combos, with no luck. Little did I know the card had been deactivated. I'd promised the kiddo I would take him to the beach (we were visiting my parents), so we headed down there and stoped by Starbucks to order a bunch of stuff. Card declined. ??!!!

My mind started racing as I thought about how I'd have to go to the bank and fix the card, and somehow pay for parking when I left the beach, and...and...then, as I was about to tell the cashier to cancel my order, the twenty-something dude behind me said, "I got 'er, son." At first I wasn't sure I'd heard him right, but he paid for all my stuff! I was dumbstruck. I asked if I could give him a hug and he got all shy, but I hugged him anyway. Man, I soooooooo needed his random act of kindness today!

For what it's worth, the dude's name is Ryan and we were at the Starbucks in Huntington Beach on Main Street. And Ryan, if you ever Google yourself and by some longshot find this blog entry, I want you to know you totally made my day. Probably even my week. :-)