Kids and Other Natural Disasters

Kids and Other Natural Disasters

This week has been an odd one in a lot of respects, though not necessarily a bad one. We had our 5-year-old grandson J staying with us for a couple of days. He’s the one in the picture, the one who grew up living with Grandma and Papa, and he’d still rather be at our house than pretty much anywhere else. (I just realized the picture cuts off his head. Click on it to see the full view.) In fact, when his mama came to pick him up, he stood knocking on the living room window, calmly telling her that he was fine and she didn’t need to pick him up, it was okay for him to stay here. No fussing, no fits, just rational explanation of why he wasn’t ready to go anywhere but Grandma’s house.

Smart kid. Precocious and presumptuous, but you can’t fault him for trying.

If we hadn’t had errands to run, and if I didn’t need to use the cot he slept on to give my legs a break, I might have volunteered to keep him for another night, too. Hopefully sooner or later we can setup the second bedroom as an actual bedroom, rather than using it in lieu of a storage shed. G said he’s made a deal with a neighbor to get their storage shed, which is about six times (or more) the size of our existing one. I’m tired of our limited floor space being taken up by power tools and other hardware, so I hope it happens, preferably soon.

We had one of our older grandsons yesterday. He’s a little bit more challenging, though to be fair he’s self sufficient as long as he lives glued to videos and video games. I personally find his choice of entertainment repulsive and think it should be banned – the games he plays include the F word, among other things, and the grandson just turned 10 – but it’s up to his parents to make that call. I don’t have a problem with free speech and have been known to use the F word myself on occasion. I just don’t think it belongs in a video game that’s being played by a 10 year old. I don’t love it blasting through the house. He turned it way down, but it was still obnoxious and by the time he went home it had given me a raging headache.

Overnight last night, there were more fireworks shot off here than when we lived at the house – and I thought that area was bad. I don’t know whether old farts here in the park have a fireworks obsession, or whether it’s kids from the surrounding farms, since they’ve got more space for fireworks. I suspect it’s one particular neighbor, one for whom boundaries and common sense are in short supply. This guy’s a real prize-winner. Other people in the park said they think the guy’s bipolar, and it wouldn’t surprise me a bit. On the scale of zero to unhinged, he’s definitely leaning to the “unhinged” side. It’s bad enough we may have to report him, because he’s unhinged with violent tendencies, apparently.

By the time the fireworks died down, Mother Nature took up the symphony and dropped an impressive thunderstorm overhead. I fell asleep after daylight this morning (slept through what was apparently an even louder thunderstorm in fact), dozed a few hours, then got up and fixed a traditional southern New Years meal, replete with ham, spinach, and black-eyed peas. (I know – it’s not hog jowls and collard greens. I worked with what we had.) We’ll see if they keep the promise of good luck for a better 2017. God knows 2016 wasn’t a bundle of sunshine.

We haven’t done yard sales for the past couple of weekends. There were sales out, believe it or not. There simply weren’t enough sales to justify the trip. I can’t say I’m terribly disappointed, though we definitely need to get back into the swing of things. We’ve already made our first sale of the year from our online store.

As most of my readers know, yesterday was my 10th wedding anniversary. We were supposed to go out for dinner, thanks to a very generous gift card we got for Christmas. However, as is typical, G didn’t feel like going anywhere. Trust me when I say this is absolutely the standard. Special occasions? Pffft! Not happening. We were given a gift card to go see Star Wars when it came out last winter. I ended up giving the card back to the daughter who gave it to us, so she could go see another movie. G simply will not go. This gift card will be used, however, if it means I go by myself or take one of the kids or grandkids. Which is probably what will be the end result.

I love my husband, so I just take it all in stride. There are a lot worse things.


8 Replies to “Kids and Other Natural Disasters”

  1. What a cutie-patootie!Of course he loves Grandma’s house! I agree on the video games. What are parents thinking? They are thinking…”Wow, peace and quiet!”, that’s what! As for going out with hubby, won’t he go another night? He likes food, right? lol Happy New Years.

    1. Oh the grandson is a doll, and generally pretty well behaved when he’s staying with us. A stinker on occasion – after all, he is a little boy! – but overall a joy to have around.

      And my husband, God love him, will almost never go out for dinner. Breakfast, yes. Lunch occasionally. But never dinner, and this is a dinner place. So I imagine I’ll end up either going alone or going with one of the kids. Oh well.

    1. I would LOVE that. I haven’t been to the movies in over a year. Last movie I saw at the theaters was the Minion Movie. G flat-out refuses to go to the movies. He won’t even sit through a movie on TV at home. I swear he’s ADD.

  2. Glad to hear that you are living in your house now. I know just how you feel with “Stuff” everywhere. I am slowly trying to get my own stuff put away….if I can keep the common areas clutter free also, it will be great.

    1. We moved here in October. Kind of had the issue forced when our car broke down and we were literally stranded here for a couple of weeks! Hubby was just finishing up the flooring at that point, so we bought an inflatable mattress to get us through (since we didn’t have any way yet to get our big furniture) and while it wasn’t ideal, it was enough.

      However, I think it’s going to take us a year to get everything put away, lol.

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