Showing posts with label Girls weekend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Girls weekend. Show all posts

Monday, December 12, 2011

Mother In Law

I love my mother in law.  She's sweet and kinda kooky.  She's easy to be nice to and I happen to be her favorite.  But, I can only handle so much.  She's on her way to being a hoarder.  When my father in law passed away, she sold the house they lived in and moved into a condo.  We filled up 2 of those rental dumpsters with garbage, not to mention all the stuff we put out to the curb over weeks and weeks.  She still had a bit much stuff (going from a 4 bedroom 2.5 bath house to a 2 bedroom 2 bath condo), but it wasn't too bad.  That was about 5 years ago.  Well, over the years she has collected a ton of stuff, mainly things like guidepost magazines and crafty type things for her to do.  But she collects more than she can do, so her tables are all full of stuff.

To top it off, her mom was very senile when she passed away a few weeks ago, and you can already tell that my MIL is heading down that path.  It's sad to see, but for the most part she's OK.  It's just that you can tell sometimes that she isn't really fully there, she is starting to get confused sometimes, and she repeats the same story over and over and over again.  So not horrible yet, but not great either.

So, this weekend I had my annual girls weekend with 4 of us that have known each other since forever (one since 4th grade, one since I was 12, and one since freshman year in HS).  There are others that join us during these weekends, but these 4 of us are the main group.  Well, one of them is one of the pregnant people in my life, and she is due in February, which is typically when we do this weekend.  So we did it this past weekend and just did it back in T Town, where most of them still live.  Since we were there and only doing a Saturday thing, I invited K to come with me on Friday, and let him have Friday to himself and I watched bug (we stayed at one of my friends) and then he took care of her Saturday (and stayed at his mom's).  Well, he needed to go do some work on the house that we rent out, so he left bug with his mom.  This is OK for a short amount of time, but when I realized that it had been almost 6 hours and he still wasn't done, I started to worry.  I told the girls that I was worried, so they told me just to call her and check on them.  I did,  she said everything was going good, they were eating some dinner, blah blah blah.  After the call I chatted with my pregnant friend and she made me feel a TON better about it.  Like I told her - my biggest worry was that MIL would stop paying attention and bug would grab a stack of stuff off of her tables and it would all come tumbling down. 

So.  About 45 minutes after I talked to MIL, K called.  He had just gotten home a little before and sounded worried.  APPARENTLY, my fears happened, A FEW HOURS BEFORE.  Bug grabbed something and a large picture frame toppled down on her HEAD.  This happened BEFORE I talked to MIL, so she blatantly chose to NOT TELL ME.  I was PISSED, and crying.  I called the ped, and everything did turn out OK (there was no vomiting, she stayed awake, no dazed eyes, etc).  So, I'm venting here, then I'm done with it.  It's off my chest and I'm not going to be pissed anymore.  BUT, I told K that she will NEVER watch our little girl alone, or at her place even with someone, ever again.  He agreed, so that was good.  It's just so sad to me that I have to make that call about my baby girls grandma, you know? 

I guess when she told K about it, she tried to get him to agree to not tell me, which he wouldn't agree to.  Good for him.  I hope that we aren't overreacting to this, but it's my little girls safety.  That is more important than anything in my mind.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

The life of a Pilot's wife....

I know, crazy!  Two posts in one day after almost 2 weeks!

So, I called Kev at lunch today and he didn't answer.  So I turned my ringer up to hear it if he called back, and promptly forgot that I did so.

So, 3:00 rolls around and we have a weekly conference call with a lot of departments within my company in regards to expansion efforts.  We have been talking, so we are NOT on mute.  Can you see where this is going?  Suddenly, out of nowhere, my phone rings, loudly, and the sounds of Uncle Kracker singing 'Smile' fill the room.  Kev's ring tone.  I hit mute on the conference phone and hurriedly ignore the call.

Oops.

The entire room erupts into laughter. 

So, the meeting ends and I go listen to my voice mail.

'Man (one of his pet names for me), Um, I did what I wasn't supposed to do.'  He sounds all forlorn, and after our conversation today where he told me first that we were moving to China with no internet or computer and then he said he was going to throw the computer out the window, so I got worried.  I said he wasn't allowed to throw the computer out the window.  Don't get me wrong, his frustrations with this computer are justified.  However. 

Can we all see where my thoughts went?  His laptop just died and we need to buy a new one, please tell me he hasn't killed the desktop too!!!

Focus on the message Mandi.  So I do.  'I answered the phone.'  For a moment I think to myself 'why is that not OK?' Then my mind reminds me that I am a pilots wife.  Answering the phone when you shouldn't means one thing.  He has to work.

'And I have to fly out tonight.'

Oh man, I got him for less than a week!  So I call him back, and luckily it's just for tonight.  He should be back sometime tomorrow.  Which is nice because afterwards I realized that I almost had to cancel going to my girls weekend.  That woulda been a bummer!  I'll fill you in on the Girls Weekend after it happens this weekend.

So, he was awesome.  He had already called daycare and let them know that I would be there around 5ish instead of him picking her up around 3ish.  He took the dog out so that I don't have to worry about it too much.  Oh yeah, and he brought my keys to me at work as I forgot them this morning and therefore had a car key but no house key.  That was why he got called, I just know it.  It's like washing your car to ensure that it rains!  I forgot my keys so he wouldn't be home!

Oh well, I do love my alone time with Bug.  We do a lot of bonding :-)