Long-overdue update and some new gay drama

Still no "a" key on my keyboard. It's annoying, but whatcha' gonna do?

The illustr'us governor of the state of South Carolina has decided that to make this great state more appealing, all state government offices must answer their phones with the greeting "It's a great day in South Carolina." The non-voluntary nature of the dictum negates the sentiment, imho. But here's the thing: I call the evaluation center where Diva is incarcerated and hear "It's a great day in South Carolina. (Your daughter is in jail.)" It doesn't give me a warm fuzzy feeling about South Carolina.

We still don't know much. Diva will remain in the evaluation/detention center until her court date. This is a good development. Some kids go back home after being evaluated to wait for their court appearance. We have told everyone who might influence the decision that we feel she is a threat to the family and should be placed elsewhere for the time being. We won't know anything until she goes to court, and we don't have a specific date for that. I pretend that the uncertainty doesn't bother me.

She said she wants to come home. I asked her when visiting last Sunday if she wants to come home or just wants to leave there and go somewhere else. After a brief pause she decided she'd like to go to a foster home. I don't know if that's an option, but I got the info I was looking for. She doesn't really want to come home, per se.

In other news, C has moved back home again. Last Sunday he broke up with N. It was inevitable. They aren't right for each other. The other couple with whom they were sharing the apartment also broke up Sunday morning. The younger guy moved here with C. And here's where it gets more complicated in a gay drama drama drama way. C is crazy in love with this youngster (he's 17, C is 23), but the youngster hasn't committed to leaving the other guy. They are taking a break, and he may get back with Mr. Other Guy (who is also 23). Youngster considers C a good friend, like a brother. C is going crazy wanting Youngster to stay with him and "learn to love" him. It's crazy. Oh, and C started smoking again with all the recent stress. Pisses me off, but I can't demand he quit.

C isn't taking the stress well. Obviously. There are other unhealthy behaviors he's fallen into that I won't enumerate. He isn't comfortable being alone. For what it's worth, I think he needs to be unattached for a while to learn who he is apart from a lover. I haven't told him that yet. He isn't ready to hear it. Right now we're waiting for Youngster to make up his mind about Other Guy.

And of course C moved back into what had become Diva's bedroom. It was his before she got it; he moved out, she moved in. She's out (for now) and he's back in. Are you dizzy yet?

I am glad C is back home, though. I feel very comfortable with him here. And of course I feel very uncomfortable with Diva here.

I'll share some thoughts I have about our home. The home that Superman and I have made is a comfortable, safe place (if you disregard the mess). There are actually many young people who feel more welcome here than with their own families. Sproing recently befriended a boy in the neighborhood who really likes hanging out here, and sometimes refers to me as Mama. I give him great big Mama hugs. His mother currently lives in one of those very cold northern states while she works a temporary job. And C has a friend over this afternoon who continually tells me he loves me and Superman and likes being here.

Earlier this week I gave Sproing's friend a big Mama hug and Sproing said "you never give me hugs like that!" Yeah, well that's because you push me away and complain whenever I try to. He's an odd bird.

My point here (maybe) is that my children (at least those who are still minors) do not appreciate us as parents. Lots of other kids (young and old) do. Can I trade?

And now a silly question for those of you of a certain age who are familiar with 70s TV sitcoms: Have you ever tried Milk and Pepsi?

Home again

No pictures, not much to say.

Light signed her lease yesterday (Friday) before we left Indianapa. We drove all the way home, most of the trip through the rain. At times the rain was torrential and we crept along at 25-30 mph. Arrived home shortly after midnight after 14 hours on the road. My eyes were screaming to be released from their contact lenses.

I slept very well, but not nearly long enough. Woke up this morning, showered, had my favorite breakfast lovingly prepared by Superman. Now that I've checked my email and checked in here, I'm going back to bed.

am home

I have a kitten sleeping on my chest. She is putting me to sleep.

I got home at 9:30 last night after a very long drive. But part of that drive took place on twisty-windey roads through the mountains, so I was pleased. Today I'm just tired. 

I am waiting on a call from my gynecologist's nurse re: Diva. I want to talk to her before I make an appointment. 

Had a marvelous time in Baltimore. Really like spending time with Indigo. I miss him now. I'm glad he'll be here in 5 weeks. 

I don't have anything else to say right now. I'll post some pictures and write some more when I'm not so sleepy. In the meantime, I'll take a nap. Gawd, I love naps.

Here, there, and everywhere

I am currently in Baltimore, Maryland visiting my friend Indigo. Tomorrow I'm taking a bus up to New York to see Patrick. This is a lot of fun. I am really excited and a titch nervous about going to NYC. I've never been before. I'm simply excited about meeting Patrick. I'll come back to Baltimore Monday evening, and on Tuesday begin my trip south, probably stopping in the Hampton Roads area of Virginia at least for a night. In addition to a special blog friend, I also have a cousin who lives there.

Indigo and I have had a great time together. I got here Wednesday late afternoon, and he and I went out for dinner. Later we watched a Mystery Science Theatre 3000 movie on DVD. (Very funny- the best way I know to make a bad movie good.) Thursday he worked all day, and we again had dinner out, including some really rockin' ice cream, then came home and watched a movie. Indigo took a day off work Friday and we went into the Inner Harbor area of Baltimore to the National Aquarium. That was very nice. Today was cloudy and rainy until late in the afternoon. He went to the gym for his weekly super-workout, I stayed here and played catch-up on a few of my favorite blogs. (Still have a lot more catching up to do. Don't expect to do much blogging until Thursday or Friday, after I get back home.) The rest of the day was basically chill-time. We fixed supper here, and later went out for some ice cream, then back to his house for another really goofy MST3K movie. Right now I'm trying to get some of my stuff packed up and decide what I need to have in NYC for an overnighter that will all fit into my bookbag.

It has been nice being here with Indigo because we have developed a good close friendship. It is good to have close friends. The blogs have been great about introducing me to so many wonderful people. Spending time in person, though, is a much more complete experience than just being good buddies on the blogs and in email. At least it has that effect on me and on the friendship with Indigo. Although I miss my family and am eager to get back to my beloved relations, I'm going to miss Indigo when I leave. I've had mixed emotions all day; excitement about a trip to NYC, excitement/anticipation about getting home again, but sadness about leaving Indigo. It' enough to wear a poor girl out!

The time has come for me to say goodnight. The sun has gone to bed and so must I. Good bye.

I'm HOME!

I got home at 11:00 last night. It is good to be home.

Sproing and Diva each asked me to bring them a treat. Sproing has asked about it every time I've talked to him since I left. So being the dutiful mother I am, I got him the bag of hot fries he wanted. Diva had asked for gum, and although I couldn't find the brand she wanted, I did get the flavor in anther brand.

I woke them up this morning, surprising them with my presence. They weren't expecting me until late this afternoon. The first thing Sproing says to me? "Did you get it Mommy?" Oy. Diva at least had the decency to exclaim her delight at my arrival. Not Sproing. He was all about his bag of hot fries.

Diva asked me if I had gotten Daddy a treat. Heh heh. Yes, I did NOT tell her, I gave Daddy his treat last night. He liked it a lot. So did I. ;)

P.S. (especially for Derek) I got my shit together and left Mama's house at 1:45! Yes, less than an hour later than I wanted to leave!! I'm pretty damned impressed with myself. And that prep time included a trip to Wal-Mart for a few snacks (and the aforementioned treats) and a fill-up at the gas station (*gasp* sticker shock!!), and doing a few more things for Mama.