Whoa....it's Monday and I had a whirlwind of a weekend..
Friday I took the day off to get ready for Saturday, but I don't know where Friday went. Remind me to think twice before taking my 2 1/2 year old with me to Costco....not a good idea. Yes, I had to take my kicking and screaming toddler out of the store yet again. I got a lot of sympathetic looks from a few mothers, but I swear if anyone in the store was contemplating on having children that afternoon, I think Nicholas had a few women running to the drug store to refill their birth control prescriptions.
All and all, it was an eventful weekend. We celebrated my son's 12th birthday at a park with some relatives and his friends. Husband got there earlier to reserve a spot, and he found a very nice spot in the park There was a big ole' party right next to us who had a live band playing. We forgot the radio, so we got some free entertainment out of it all. We guessed it was a reunion party of some sort, but once we heard a song called, "Recovery Rocks", we soon realized that it was a AA picnic.
Now, you may think the crowd was a little rowdy, but NOOOO...they were very mellow--(which is good). We got to hear a testimonial of a recovery, and we soon heard the whole life of this woman who took the microphone. Her story sounded like a story I hear every day at work. Afterwards, they all gathered in a circle, holding hands and recited a prayer. Of course my daughter and her ex-boyfriend/boyfriend (I don't know for sure if it's on again or off again right now....) had to take a picture of it. I will post it on this entry later when I get home...if I have time.
http://www.instituto-camoes.pt/cvc/literatura/eng/CAMOES.HTM <--learn more at this link!
Later that day, after getting home from the party, I took my daughter and baby to Portugal Day (Dia do Camoes) at Kelly Park, in San Jose. We got there too late, and people unfortunately were closing their booths already. We stayed there for a short time, but we were amused by the some of the people there. There was one particular woman wearing a cowboy hat, with a Portuguese flag scarf tied around it that was giving us the Portuguese Glare Stare. Now, if you aren't Portuguese, you may not know what this means, and it's kind of hard to describe really... It's just a look that we have when we are trying to "sum people up"... Who are they? Do we know them? Is that the daughter, of my 2nd cousin, who lived near my 3rd cousin from my grandmother's village? My daughter and I shared a coconut muffin (YUMMY), and I laughed at the younger men there that were checking out my daughter.
Let Love search for new arts, a new talent
to kill me, and new indifference;
for it cannot take away my hopes,
for it will have difficulty in taking from me what I do not have
See with what hopes I maintain myself
See how dangerous my safety is!
For I do not fear contrasts or changes,
sailing on the rough sea, my vessel lost.
But, although there cannot be any grief
where there is no hope, Love hides
from me an evil that kills and cannot be seen.
For there are days that have placed in my soul
an I know not what, that is born I know not where,
appears I know not how and hurts I know not why. --- Luis Camoes (Translated to English)
The following day, we shopped for a graduation dress, and found the perfect one at Ross. Yeah..we couldn't find nothing at Macy's. It pays to be thrifty. Later on I had to drop her off and her friend downtown so they could see one of their favorite bands, "The Lovemakers". Driving off I could see the square dancing taking place inside the huge park. Men dancing with men, having a great time. I'm sorry, but it makes me giggle. It's Gay Pride month you see in San Jose, California. My daughter and her friend were dressed a little crazy, and their skirts were a little short, but I'm sure they were pretty safe. All I saw were gay men, and a few women here and there... Lots of rainbows, and a lot of happy, dancing men!
Well, that was my weekend. Oh, let's not forget the drama of whether my ex-husband will be a show or no show at my daughter's graduation. More on that later. He is so damn unpredictable, it could go either way. For my daughter's sake, I hope he makes good on his promise. We'll be there, and we'll take her grandmother and her ex-boyfriend/boyfriend Ed with us. If my ex-husband DOES show up, I will just have to sit real close to hubby, and try not to throw heavy things at his direction. Wish me luck.
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