Easter Weekend Catch up and Preview

Easter is this weekend, so it means another family event (oh, fun). My mother is mad at Twin and I for some reason. There was a Italian Fundraising dinner for the Sons of Italy in the Seattle area and we were there with my mom and sister. It was pretty loud the whole night. Twin and I could barely hear anyone speaking that either sat next to us or across the table from us. My sister went outside to cry at one point (reminding me of our wedding) and Twin suggested I go investigate. My mom was outside smoking with the son of my dad’s best friend. I ignored them and just talked to my sister. I helped my sister feel a little bit better. That situation points to how I played support role for my sister emotionally that was more effective than what either of my parents provided
 (I suppose if we didn’t handle the situation around my dad’s cancer and subsequent death, that 2-year rift would’ve been much shorter or never happened).
I attempted to talk to my mom the Monday following the Italian dinner, but she didn’t answer the phone or respond to the voicemail I left. I explained in the voicemail that it was loud at the dinner, and I thought we would talk as everyone was leaving (and many people did talk after the raffle was completed and a majority of the attendees made their way to the exits). I said she left so fast we weren’t given that chance. If she wanted to catch up, it would be nice if she called me back. I was pretty nice in the voicemail.
When I called to get information about the Easter dinner, my mom didn’t pick up the phone or had my sister pick up the phone. I received all the details from my sister as well as an invitation out to dinner and a bar for Friday night (tonight).
When I tell people about this, it just shows how juvenile my mom behaves. I am a parent in some ways already – to my own mother.

The weather is gorgeous here, so we are working outside tomorrow and may fit in an adventure for Sunday (which is usually our lazy day). I love springtime.
The Saturn is still starting with its own (battery) power.
Last Thursday, Friday we spent some time in Yuma, AZ. It was a little hot, but it was super nice to eat every meal outside… in March. We checked out the territorial prison, and the Colorado River (stream). The high temperatures were 83 and 92 respectively. We spent Saturday in San Diego at the Zoo, and that was much more our pace as far as heat goes. The Zoo was pretty cool, though we didn’t get to see all of the park.
I hope everyone has a good holiday weekend regardless of religious affiliation (reminds me, Howard Bloom is crafting a theory of a godless universe, very interesting stuff. His radio interview yesterday was very fascinating).

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March 29, 2013

I love spring tooooo Being a parent to your parent totally blows. The universe is backwards in those situations. I guess you can take a little comfort knowing that you turned out so well that you’re emotionally more mature than your own parent. Why is your sister leaving events and crying? I try to be sympathetic but that would drive me nuts. Almost like she just wants attention.

March 31, 2013

I am so envious of it being 83 outside, we are celebrating that it is getting close to 60 for a high

April 5, 2013

ryn: yup i think i kind of gravitate towards old school names, i tend to like them more for whatever reason. About the house projects, ya they mostly aren’t baby-related but we’re pushing to get as many of them done before the baby shows up just because its going to be a huge hassle to have all of that going on when the baby is here (sheet rock dust, paint fumes, disheveled parts of the house, etc.). most of our big projects end up being rather “dirty” and are time consuming to clean up and work though, so when we’re both lacking sleep from taking care of the baby, it’ll be even rougher. haha, gotta work while we still have some free time! 🙂

April 5, 2013

ryn, pic was taken from a rooftop in Fremont, looking towards SLU. About smoking.. I don’t know. I feel like I still need something that’s bad for me but I do it anyway. Being 100% responsible all the time is boring. I will quit eventually, probably when/if I live with Paco or have kids, some big life change where I want to be the best person I can be.