This and That

Today my hubby Jim celebrates his 53rd birthday. Nothing special was planned, because someone beat me to the punch without asking what my plans were for today. Joe bought a ticket for Jim along with 3 other tickets for himself and 2 of his nephews for a chartered fishing trip. They left 3:30am this morning and will be gone until later this evening. Jim will be too tired to want to do anything when he gets home. Oh well,  I hope he at least catches a fish.

Yesterday Joe comes upstairs to my apartment. He's talking away with Rebecca and Jim. Answering all their questions, and telling them about his day. I ask him one question, Is your Mom ok? He put up his hand to me and very ignorantly says, I don't feel like talking about it. That really upset me. He can talk away with Jim and Rebecca, but me.......he just blows me off, like he has nothing to say to me. He didn't even say hi to me when he came upstairs. He said hi to Jim and Rebecca though. I had to go in the bathroom for a few minutes and I cried.  For the life of me I cannot figure out what I could of said or did wrong for him to be treating me this way. All I've ever done was help with his Mom, help cook and set up for parties for him, take his Mom out shopping and to a diner when he wasn't up to it. I don't know, this all has me really depressed. I cannot take the bullcrap anymore. August 1st we are moving. We're moving in with Emma and Dan until we find another place, or until we all buy our houses. We will be cramped for a while, but Emma and Dan have told me...anything they can do to help me they will do.

Last night I had the most crazy dream. I dreamed I was living in the early 1900's. I was wearing an olive green dress with a real pretty flowered hat to match. I was standing at the top of a staircase looking down at all my surroundings, then it dawned on me where I was. I was aboard the  TITANIC.

  Why on earth am I dreaming about being on the Titanic? I know I have always been curious about the ship and love learning all the history that evolves around it, but dreaming I was on the ship is another thing. But you know what? I enjoyed dreaming about it. It was like I was there, enjoying the sights, walking the decks, enjoying all the people dressed in such beautiful clothing. The weird thing was, no one saw me. It was like I was invisable. I could go anywhere on the ship and no one could see me. Deeper into my dream, it happens. The ship starts rocking. People who work on the R.M.S TITANIC start running around, giving orders. I hear someone tell another the ship is taking on water, alot of water, the unsinkable TITANIC is sinking.

I'm again standing at the top of that beautiful staircase. I am watching people running back and forth, most wearing white life jackets. And then it happens, the floor at the bottom of the staircase is becoming covered with water. The ship really was sinking. As the water was rising higher and higher, screams were becoming louder and louder. People yelling, HELP ME!!!!! At last the water had reached my feet. Cold icey water then sent chills up my spine. And that is when I finally realized something very important.

This girl needed to go potty, LOL. And off to the bathroom I went.....almost running, lol. Word of advice......never drink 24 ounces of fluids before bedtime, lol. Man did I have to go too. I'm glad I woke up, Jim wouldn't of liked the other outcome, lol.

So whats on my agenda? I'm taking a basket of laundry to Emma's and hanging out there for a while. The kids can go out in the pool, and I can play with Adrianna and chat with Emma and Dan. I always feel so welcomed and loved in their home. I think it's why I spend so much time over there.

So you all enjoy your sunday, and please if it's hot and humid and your out and about, please drink lots of water.

Love you all............ 

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