Saturday snippets. Because I will be busy on Sunday

There was a 1996 Mustang in my drive way this week. Now WHERE the hell did that come from I wondered? No doubt Rebel's BF had something to do with it. And where was the 2004 Impala that he "gave" her. This was gonna be good.

Didn't that idiot do a trade - the Impala for the Mustang. Well, so much for Rebel's car, given to her by her BF. phhhhht. gone! And what about the insurance for her that was tied to the Impala on my policy? I told Rebel it had to be canceled because insurance rates for her to drive a sports car would be through the roof because of her age. She was okay with this. And infact said she'd get on that ASP. For a 31 year old man, this guy really thinks like a 14 year old. He traded a newer car for an older one with no price change. UnBELIEVAble! But typical. And now he's driving around in a 14 yr old car that he says is "better" than a 4 yr old one. Okay.

I asked Rebel what the deal was and what about the fact that she no longer had a car. Some gift. She told me her dad was going to allow her to drive his old station wagon that he's replaced with a new Fusion. Good! ok. Whatever she is feeling about the BF giving away "her" car she isn't saying.

Not sure how all this will play out.

Rebel Junior sent me a note from France on what she is doing in school all day. Doodles on note paper. LOL She doesn't have to keep up with their work because she does have her own work, however she is finding it hard to understand what's going on in the classrooms - even the English class. That's okay. It's good for her to stretch herself. I am sure she is learning "something" just not sure what.

I am going h0me to visit my dad and brother and a few good friends right after Easter. I can't stay at my brother's house because of the family's two Siamese cats. I have allergies that cause no end of sneezing and itchy eyes around cats. So my dad set me up in a guest suite at "the home." I will be hanging out with a bunch of old folkscarpet bowling, and playing bingo and who knows what else! RJ suggested I hook up with someone and date while I am there. My sister in law tells me that my dad is the spry-est of the bunch there... so no date options. This time!

Lately, a whole bunch of high school and elementary friends have found me on Facebook. I've turned down two friend requests because even though a couple of them seem to know me, I cannot for the life of me remember them, so no friend connections. One of them is a RCMP cop so I am sure he'll get it.

Had drinks with a colleague from work last night. She is going through a separation from her second husband. He and XSU could be twins. He won't leave the house and doesn't want to separate until after next Christmas because he wants to stay in their house but can't afford it. I told her EFF that... sell the damn thing if he can't afford to pay you out now. She said her lawyer told her she couldn't do that. I told her to get a new lawyer. There oughtta be a club.

I am applying for two different jobs in my organization. One would be a promotion, one would be visibility. Both would be equally challenging and out of my comfort zone. I am thinking money over visibility is going to have to win. I will ponder further if I get interviews to discuss- but given how government interviews, I doubt it will hep much over my informal chats with others in the organization.

Oh and the Meez over there is in scrubs because this is the Telethon Sunday. Rebel and I will be live on tv answering phones for two hours. The hospital also has another profile of her. I had wanted to post it on my FB page, but A - she didn't want me to, and B it's in some fancy movie or video format that is not compatible and wouldn't upload. I have to take it some video production type place and have it transferred to the the right format - for a price. It's only about 3 minutes long so it wouldn't be a fortune. I might still, if I can get Rebel to change her mind.

It's all drama

A woman is alone at home. We arrive on the scene as she watches her daughter leave the house . The daughter is going to her dad's place. In her mother's car, of course.

The woman picks up the phone and dials a number. As she waits for a response to her call, she checks out the freezer for something to eat. Cherry perogies. oh YUM.

"Oh hi, it's me. " She always says "it's me" rather than "It's Marie". It's just odd. She doesn't know if he has caller ID or not but doesn't care. He knows who "me" is.

" I would like Rebel to live with you for a while. I am tired of her boyfriend, her dog and her frankly! "

"How long would a little while be," he responds. She takes the phone from her ear, gives it WTF look, takes a deep breath and tries to respond civilly. She then takes a sip of the Dalwhinnie out of her special crystal whiskey glass - fortitude.

"I really don't know. All I know is that I need a break. I'm having a very tough time getting any respect. I feel like I am living with a bad college room mate who can't be bothered doing much of anything . Never mind her dog and her boyfriend. It's just too much."

"Well, says the man on the other end of the phone, " I suppose she can come here. How soon? My place isn't very big. I don't know if I could let her stay here for very long."

Time for another WTF look at the phone. Deep breath. Zen. Stay calm. Another bigger sip of whiskey!

" I suspect an entire family grew up in that house so having your daughter and her dog shouldn't be that big a deal. She is your daughter after all. "

He proceeds to ask a lot of questions asking about the issues, and in a very lame way starts up with the "you shoulds" You know how that goes - You should try, you should do blah blah yada yada. She remembers she isn't married to him any more and the 'you shoulds' slide off her shoulders and seem to melt away.

"Well how long would you expect her to stay with me?" he asks again.

Exasperated, she responds " as long as it takes" The sips of whiskey are starting to turn into gulps!

"as long as it takes?" he asks.

"yeah... as long as it takes." she responds again.

" I'll see what I can do," They end the conversation berating the daughter's BF agreeing he is not of good character and is probably using the girl in any number of ways.

Drama.

it's all drama. But he'll take the girl. For longer than he thinks.

It will probably mean paying some child support thinks the woman - but the exchange of money for peace of mind seems to be a fair trade.

It's a match!

They say that people look like their dogs. I’ve looked in the mirror very carefully. I've put pictures of my dog and me next to each other, and nope, I don’t see a resemblance. However, my dog and my dad? Now there is a match. I look at my dog as he looks at me and it’s eerie,
he’s channeling my dad. Really.

Now, having said that, I have found a few things that my dog and I do have in common. It’s eerie too.

I need a hair cut. My bangs, or fringe as they call it across the pond, are falling into my eyes, causing me bad hair moments. And I can't see.

Dog does needs a haircut too. He can't see through the hair falling in his eyes.

I seem to have bad teeth, they’re either falling out or need to be removed.

Dog’s are too.

I love going for walks. Dog does too.

I check my messages regularly. Dog does too.

I really don’t like Rebel’s dog. Neither does my little dog.

I don’t have a lot to do with XSU any more. Haven’t seen or talked to more than once or twice since Rebel Junior left. Neither does the dog!