My son, who never wins anything and can’t compete with his “perfect” sisters entered a competition today making precision tools or something I don’t understand. He tries to explain what he does with a lathe and fractions. I shake my head and pretend to get it. Supposedly he did real well but more importantly, he was exposed to a college that we can actually afford. He says he won which would be perfect for him.
He also got asked to become part of a Diocesean Youth Team today. For this privilege, he gets to attend the meetings which are about 30 miles away. I get to drive. And pay for gas.
But a dark cloud is the news about our dog. When I went to drop him off for his operation, they sent him home as his cancer is too far advanced. They talked about taking him for radiation and chemo therapy which might extend his time to three to six months. We opted to bring him home to get petted, fed biscuits, played with and bask in the sun for the rest of his days. The girls both cried at the news but then strangely enough, at dinner began discussing the name of our next dog. Fickle? Just a tad.
Today held one other bright spot: my son seems to have gotten a summer job working at a local tractor store. He’s been applying for jobs all over creation and I am sick of wasting the gas (as I haven’t been stimulated yet) from place to place. This should be fun to watch because the old codger who runs the place will give him a real introduction to the work place a.k.a – life. Mom used to tell me those situations “build character” and I am guessing he’s entering a major construction zone.
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1 kimbathewhitelioness // May 11, 2008 at 10:22 am
I’m very sorry to hear about the terminal condition of your dog. I hope he is/was a friend and companion that your family had the opportunity to know and love for many years. We lost our family pet last year, too, after 15 years with him. Though it was difficult to say goodbye, watching him suffer for the last 2 weeks of his life was even more so; we were relieved when he finally let go and found peace. It took us all of 1 week to mourn him, and then arrive home with TWO new puppies – yikes!
I can relate with regard to the gas price situation and driving the country miles – yikes! My oldest daughter arrived home from college a coupla weeks ago (w/ 6 bags of dirty laundry, I might add!) and my hubby didn’t have “her” car (which really means my OLD, old car that sits around and we let her use / pay for insurance, gas, etc. when she’s home) ready and roadworthy for her summer ventures when she arrived home – so I had to drive her back and forth to the pizzeria in town where she part-times on school breaks that first week. Ugh – I am so tired of chauffering and not getting gas money from her! Needless to say, I’m quite convinced that my husband will be certain to have “her” car ready and rearing to go LONG BEFORE she arrives back home in her future college years – just so he doesn’t have to listen to me crabbing about carting her around ever again! =)
Happy Mother’s Day! =P