Randomness.. 5/26/11

Doesn't this picture scream "I AM THE FACE OF ALL THAT IS EVIL!!!!"?  Lol... We had to go to the doctor and get E's cast checked again yesterday.  What can I say about this kid other than he's a trooper.  That damn broken arm certainly isn't holding him back.  It seems to be healing well, but they're concerned that since he's so rambunctious that he'll re-break it if they take the cast off too soon.  I don't blame them.  The kid is a walking  running disaster.  He doesn't know how to just walk.  It's running full tilt all the time, which of course leads to many, many falls because he's uncoordinated like his mom.  Ugh.  Now that he's unevenly weighted he falls even more often.  Three more weeks in the cast then they're going to take it off, x-ray it yet again and make sure it's COMPLETELY healed.  If not, it goes back into a cast.  I'm ok with that even though it's gonna put a major damper on his summer at the local water park.  He likes to play with my phone and take pictures of himself since the iPhone 4 has the dual cameras and he can look at himself and snap the pic.  This was taken as I was trying to wrestle the phone away from him.
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We also had court yesterday.  Like I told you before, I wasn't looking forward to it, even though Jordan and I have been communicating fairly well.  Apparently he's still hell bent on getting full custody of E, so negotiations are stalled on that front.  He did smart off to E's lawyer and she was pissed, so that makes me look all the better.  Unfortunately when he did that, she decided to sentence us to counseling as a punishment.  Personally, I think he needs anger management counseling and I need to go about doing what I'm doing.  Like I said, this was the one thing I wanted to avoid both because of time and money concerns and now because of him we have to do it.  Ugh.  The good news is, HE has to pay for it.  The attorneys are also considering filing a reallocation of costs for E's attorney because she's going to have to dig more deeply into the case because he's being so adamant that I provide an unstable home life.  I think they're considering a 75/25 arrangement, which would be great for me, considering I'm still paying my own lawyer for his services.  We'll see what happens with that when we go back next month.  Right now I'm just angry with the whole thing and trying to be the bigger person in all of this, which we all know is hard for me, seeing as I could cut him to pieces with just words on any given day...
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Plans for the weekend?  Umm that would be a no.  There will be no cookouts or any of that fun stuff for me.  I doubt we'll get any nice weather to permit those kinds of activities anyway, although I am craving a nice spicy Italian sausage with grilled peppers and onions...  Oh well.  What am I doing?  Yeah, you guessed it, working.  I ran into some car trouble this week and as much as I would have liked to say fuck it and just get a new one, I had to break down and pay for the repairs.  A starter and new brake pads/rotors/something else up there in the front that was holding my wheel on by a thread and $450 later, it's fixed.  Lucky for me I have mechanic friends that will do that shit cheap.  Now all I have to worry about is the fact that it's randomly overheating and I REEEEEEALLY need 4 new tires.  The whole tire thing is retarded though.  Stupid low profile tires cost a fucking fortune and you can't even get used ones for less than like $80.  Oh well.  I'll just keep plugging away at work and see what I can do.  I did get to see this when they were trying to get my car out of the parking lot it died in:

It was a complete double rainbow.  I wish I could have gotten back far enough to get it all in the picture, but it was super close!  One of the coolest things that I've seen in awhile.  The three guys that were looking at my car stopped what they were doing to check it out for a minute.  On a kind of sad note, when I was checking my Facebook updates, I saw that one of my friends status said, "RIP Noah, mommy loves you, even if you were only with us for a few hours.  There was a rainbow that day and exactly 10 years later on your birthday you've given me a double rainbow to show you're looking down on us."  Let's be real honest, I teared up for a minute.  Then I proceeded to send her the pictures I took of the rainbow from my phone.  She was more than grateful.
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The love life?  I don't know anymore.  I've been hanging out with Brandon pretty much every day and we all know (and Eminem said) with time spent, emotions grow.  The relationship is certainly lacking something though.  Probably the fact that I feel like his dirty little secret isn't helping things.  Ugh.  I realize that he's trying to keep things peaceful while dealing with his divorce, but damn, they've been separated for over a year and she's clearly moved on (she has had a boyfriend for quite some time).  Yet when pretty much anyone calls and asks where he's at, it's either out & about or at the apartment.  It kind of hurts my feelings.  We do go out and there is always a chance that we'll run into someone, and have several times, but it's just all kind of weird.  Both of our kids had baseball at the same place on Tuesday night.  The fields were diagonal with a building separating them.  I didn't see him get to the field, but when I was taking my niece to the bathroom, I saw him and he walked over to talk to me for a minute.  His game was done before ours, so he lingered a bit, but not noticeably until the wife, his mom and the kid were gone.  Whatever.  I guess we'll just keep on more of the same and see what happens...  I don't know though.  I feel like all this time I spend with the Mr. Wrongs, I'm potentially shutting out the Mr. Right.  There's not really any way to have the best of both worlds I suppose.
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In other news... 40 days till vacation!  Words can't express how much I need to get the hell out of here.  It's another 80 hour week without a day off until next Friday (if Job 2 doesn't call).  I took the day off from Job 1 because it's the last day of school and we always have a party and garage sale, plus Gavin has his 8th grade "clap out" (which totally sounds like an STD).  Damn, in just a little over a week, I'll be the mother of two high school kids.  Oh dear lord where is the time going???

Have a good one peeps :)