Archive | July 2015

Microblog Mondays – Cousins

Microblog_MondaysThe past couple of weeks, Boo has been spending a lot of time with his “cousins” and having sleepovers.  He told my husband that he would like to have 3 brothers.  Of course, the thing is that Boo actually does have 2 (half)brothers, one older and one younger but quite young.  Yes, he knows he’s adopted and he’s aware that he has a birthmother but I purposely left out the stories of his brothers.  For now.  My gut tells me it would really sadden him if he could not be with them right away.  At the age of 5 he’s quite aware in the age of Skype and everything is instant to him.  They are miles away in a different country and sadly, at the moment, we don’t have the means to travel there at the drop of a hat.  Frankly, that’s not the main point anyway.  The point is that getting to know them would mean getting to know his birthmother as well.  I don’t think any of us is quite ready for that.

One of the reasons I pined for a 2nd child was because of him.  Since Boo was very young, he would ask me about having a little brother or sister and I’ve explained to him that that was not possible.  He accepted that and moved on, never asking again, but I know his heart.  He’s never been one of those children who don’t mind their own company.  If he’s not glued to his dad, he’s asking to play with friends. He’s kind and compassionate with younger children and even when he was 2 years old, he would take the hand of a nearby crying child to draw him back into the storytime circle.  It fucking broke my heart that I could not wade back into the adoption process to add to my family.

We’ve been lucky that my husband’s best friend is his godfather and has always accepted him into his own family as just that, family.  He has a picture of him on his wall right next to his two boys and cares for him deeply.  His sons are his cousins not by blood but by love.

It’s not that Boo complains or even asks questions, but it’s something we acknowledge as a loss.  Having lived as long as I have, I can say with authority that sometimes having friends as your family can be just as rewarding as blood related siblings. If not better in certain cases.

Back at the beginning, everyone agreed that when he was 18, Boo would meet his birthmother if he wished.  That seemed like a lifetime ago and I truly believe that it won’t be that long before they do meet.  Again.

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Microblog Mondays – Feeling old

Microblog_MondaysWell, last week was kinda …well…blah.  I’ve been feeling a lot of blah lately and I got up early this morning and did some chanting.  Sometimes that can be really calming and centering and other times it can be very scary because stuff just comes up and when one is facing the Gohonzon it’s like looking at a mirror.  And you can’t look away.  I’m the proverbial Gemini, always moving, always dabbling in this or that and I get restless. Bored.  I’m no good at twiddling my thumbs.  I do have some work this week so that will keep me busy.  And I also booked a small gig.  My agent said I didn’t sound too excited and no, I’m not.  It’s just one day and while I can’t sneeze at the pay, it’s just not that exciting to me.  I did see some rushes of the web series that I’m in.  I did good work and so that was a great feeling.

I finally got my hair done and that cost me more than I’d like but I’m happy with the different look.  I think what has been bugging is that I’ve been looking at old pictures and I guess I’m just feeling well, a little old and worn.  It sounds a little silly, don’t you think?  I didn’t think I was that vain, but apparently I am.   I see pictures of me holding Boo when he was a year old and I look slim, fresh and well-coiffed.  I’ve managed to get a lot of alone time this year and it really does help recharge my batteries.  I just love being able to switch off and be quiet these days.  It’s like a mini-vacation really.  I have a long to do list but I’m good at procrastinating.  Yesterday I spent the afternoon in a zero gravity chair on the deck reading.  I think that might have happened 3 years ago.  Glorious.  No barking dogs, no construction going on, no loud neighbours.  Instead of doing all the things I should have been doing, I actually just relaxed.  Wow.  Creepy.

Microblog Mondays – summer fun!

Microblog_MondaysI missed last week’s Microblog Mondays out of sheer laziness. And hotness.  Seriously,it’s been blistering hot here for weeks.  And then a smokey haze descended on the city (from forest fires in Alberta). Very creepy and smokey smelling times.

I did work on a 3 day workshop about a love story set in the post WW1 Harlem era.  It was a lot of fun.  Ultimately, there isn’t really an interesting part in it for me specifically, but it was a rare opportunity to work with Black artists. I enrolled Boo in a very reasonably price day camp for the week and hubby was able to pick him up.  As always, it’s a delight for me to be able to be creative and be part of fantastic projects and even get a paid a little bit.

I did 3 solid days of filing for an accountant at a company the previous week.  It was terribly boring but well paying so I hope they call me back to work p/t at least. I guess I have to thank the woman for not filing for 3 years because I put in a lot of hours.  I don’t know what it is, but I’m scratching my  head as to why I get presented with opportunities for work that is opposite to my outgoing personality.  I just spoke to a woman who works for a law firm and they have clients who needs transcribers.  Oh, goody! I say while cringing a bit inside at the thought of sitting on my ass all day with my foot on a pedal and earphones plugged in for 8 hours a day.  Oh, yes, it’s big girl panty time and so I will put them on and make some dough and adjust my attitude. I’m still looking at other options that don’t involve me wanting to poke my eyes out every time I do one of these jobs.  Once again, I thank my mum silently for making me take speed typing in high school.  This skill has saved my ass time and time again.

One strange thing  – a bug bit me near the ankle, and assuming it was a mosquito, I put afterbite on it and forgot about it until I was coming home from work.  I looked down and saw a huge blister and just got worse and worse.  It was really uncomfortable so when I got home, I pricked it with a clean pin.  And it blistered up again…. and again. Gross!   Eventually, hubby convinced me to go to the walk in clinic.  Dr. Speedy declared it an allergic reaction and told me to put neosporin and a bandaid on it.  Which I had done the night before anyway.  So she basically just redressed it with gauze and sent me on my way.  It took 8 days to heal!  I think it was a spider bite.

Oh, yeah, hubby told me Boo put popcorn on his nutsack and got the dog to eat it! (insert my stunned face!) Summer fun!