I've hit the number 30! (Readers, that is. The age 30 is long past. . . isn't it funny how 30 seemed so old when i was 20, but it seems so young now?) Anyway, for those who show up to read my rambling words, thank you. :) I'm only sorry when my readers don't have a blog i can show up at & visit.
This is gonna be quite a day . . . i slept maybe 4 hours, so it will be a challenge.
My favorite market (Mother's Market & Kitchen) moved yesterday. For 31 years they were in the same spot (for almost 15 years i lived down the block from them). They have moved to a bigger location. While i'm thrilled, i have some reservations. Their spot used to be a Border's Bookstore. I am in that parking lot frequently as the place i go to have my nails done shares the parking. I knew from previous Christmases when it was Border's, that parking there is a nightmare! Well, the parking lot at the old market was, too. This new location, while a huge gain for the store, won't be an improvement in parking.
I had my nails done yesterday. It was the first day open for the store. The parking lot was a horror. I wanted to go in the new store, but could see it was a madhouse. They open at 8 this AM, i might go then.
My niece E2 (two of my sister's kids names begin with "E") is coming for a visit! :)
Sis #2 lived in Florida for over 20 years. That is about as far from California as you can get. She came out to visit Sis #3 a couple of times, so i got to see her then, but otherwise we've had little contact. I never even met 5 of her 6 kids until they came to our wedding (almost) 6 years ago. (I saw the oldest child, E1, who is expecting her first child, twice when she was a baby.) So i've had little contact with the children thru the years, beyond an occasional gift-thank you note, or phone call. Frankly, i also have esteem issues ("Why would anyone want to know me?") & the lack of contact is largely my fault.
Facebook has changed that. Honestly, i'm not a big fan of FB. FB now informs me i have over 100 "friends," but i don't feel i know most of them any better. It does let me know what is happening with friends & family, but i don't find that i've made deeper connections. Sometimes i find it very frustrating as people make cryptic remarks, but i never hear "the rest of the story."
That said, FB has allowed me to know a bit more of my nieces & nephews as they post. And one child, Sis #2's 4th, E2, will "chat" with me when she sees i'm on FB. All the effort has been on her part. Well, as with most adolescents, i find conversations with her somewhat forced. "How are you doing?" "Fine." "Having good weather?" "Yes." etc. But as time has gone by, it has gotten easier.
My sis moved herself & 5 kids (the oldest is married) to Kentucky last year. She is nearing the finale of her divorce. Child #2 R, is in college, so she essentially has 4 left at home. Anyway, i'd mentioned to E2 (who is 14-1/2) that it would be fun to have her come out. She indicated an interest, but i wasn't sure if she really would like to, or it was a polite, academic interest. I wasn't sure Sis #2 would let her, but i called yesterday & she was ok with it if E2 wanted to come. She does!
I bought the tickets yesterday. E2 will actually fly into San Diego (on 30 June) & stay a few days with Sis #3 (who is an E also) & then they will drive to BB. They'll both stay with us a couple of days, then Sis #3 will go home & we'll have E2 with us for about a week. I'm very excited.
You know what i find ironic? Sis #2 has 6 children. Neither Sis #3 nor i have any. When i was growing up, all i wanted to be was a mama. I babysat a lot & loved little children. I was a nanny for a couple of years right out of high school. Sis #2 never cared much about children. She never thought about having them. She did some babysitting, but only to make $$, never out of a love for kids.
(Typical of life, huh? When i was a child i actually had a Sunday School teacher say to us, "Don't ever tell God what you want, or what you will or will not do. If you say to God, 'I will do anything for you but be a missionary in Africa. Don't send me to Africa,' Africa is exactly where you will end up." Over all, i have found this to be a sad but true comment on life.)
Anyway, my sis, mother of 6 children, expressed envy of me that i'll get to spend this time with her daughter. Now, at one level i totally understand this. My sis is going thru a very hard time right now. She is highly stressed. She is trying to build a new life for herself & her children. She is homeschooling 4 children who have, to one degree or another, learning disabilities. Money is tight & nearly-ex-husband isn't helping much. Life isn't easy. She doesn't get to spend much time with any one child. The idea of getting to spend non-stressed, "quality time" with one of her children alone & without all her other obligations sounds delightful to her. So, yes, i "get it." But come on! You have had 20+ years of being a mama; you have birthed, nursed & raised/are raising 6! YOU get to be called "mama" (well, i think they use "mom.") You are envious of me because i get to spend one week with your daughter???
Ah, life. :P
You know, in reading this over, i'm tired of Sis #2, E2, etc. I've done that because i hesitate to use real names for folks, unless they use the name themselves somewhere. My friends David & Jessica have their own blogs & use their own names, so i do that here, too. Well, lots of people i have come to know have blogs, & some use their own names. But i knew both David & Jessica apart from their blogs. (BTW, you should go see Jessica's post on purple blooms in So. Cal. Her pics are so pretty. Read the rest, too, she's so good at sharing stories.)
I've always had a lot of fun choosing character names when writing a story. I think i'll do the same here. You know my name & Duane's, my sister's initials are L & E. Sis #2's children are E1RPE2DA. (E1 was named for Sis #3, but i find that confusing in real life, i'm not going to perpetuate it in the blog.)
Hereafter, i name the folks. Sis #2 becomes Larkin. Sis #3 becomes Elsa. "Elsa's" friend/date/main squeeze becomes Frye. E1 becomes Ellen. Her husband becomes Tad. R becomes Rae. P becomes Perry. E2 becomes Eva. D becomes Drew. A becomes Angie. There! That was fun. (If you want me to name you too, just let me know. "Dear friend Cindy" or "Dear friend Dawn" can change if you want me to do so.) I'll now have to put this in my sidebar so I remember, however!
Okay! I'm done.
(This - rambling - is what happens when i wake up at 5AM.)