I watched The Jetsons Movie and Step Up 3 today on Netflix. I remembered The Jetsons from when I was younger... the movie, that is. It was still weird with Tiffany being the voice of Judy Jetson. It was too husky for a teenager and she called a guy who asked her out on a date (that she didn't get to go on) her "boyfriend."
The other movie was alright. I thought their routines for the first and second battles were far more impressive than for the final battle, but oh well. I also watched cause I had some people tell me at the beginning of this year that I looked like the main girl from that movie... I don't.
The cartoon movie was watched during breakfast -- Raisin Bran. And to help me waste time after, so I wouldn't go to the pool too early. I ended up going out at 1400 -- I put more flea meds on Puck, since we've been spending so much time outside.
He is beginning to explore far more than I want him to do, but there's a lot of yard and he's got a lot of time. He goes into the woods, usually chasing after the rabbit that apparently lives there now. He rolls in the dirt by Foxy's grave -- gross -- I think armadillos are digging around there because that's what that whole bed looks like. He tries to find weak spots in the wood fence to put his head through to see if he can tempt the lab behind us to bite his face off. And finally, he started going under the deck because my dad apparently thinks it's a good idea to leave it open. I wish I could spray bitter apple spray on 90% of the back yard and keep Puck in the grass and ivy.
Speaking of dads. I told Ty's dad today that if Tyler weren't having to sleep or fly, then he'd love to watch the change of command on Skype. His dad told me he needed a firm "yes" or "no" because he would have to set up wireless and a camera outdoors and they would need to do a test before the ceremony. I could tell the planning and commander in him was coming out, but I could also see that he didn't quite realize all his son was doing and that communication is severely limited.
I told him, "I don't think the war allows him leeway to give a firm yes or no :) If you have to have an answer now, then I suppose it's a no :("
I went on to tell him that Ty doesn't even actually have Skype on his laptop currently and his battery may be dead, too!
I knew his dad was upset. I know Ty is like a father to him... or something... I'm actually not quite sure about how their relationship works. I know that Ty is everyones favorite. I know that his dad can come across as jealous that Ty wants to spend time with me. I also know he is extremely used to getting his way -- as am I. We don't see eye to eye on many... most?... things, but I try to keep my mouth shut, since they don't quite say what's on their minds in Ty's family... except his dad.
My family is quite different. I feel we are honest with each other, which makes communication simple. I think it saves us a lot of wasted time. We don't buy gifts for my dad because he doesn't like anything we get. They know I'll tell them what I think about things because I feel I've already made stupid life decisions based on what they wanted...
I never ever would have majored in English and minored in teaching if they hadn't said to do so. I don't care for teaching and I absolutely loathe the politics associated with it all. It's unfair that administration will force teachers to give kids grades, regardless of what they've actually earned.
However, as much as I dislike what I got my degree in and what my career is, I *do* believe it was being polite and doing what I thought my parents would like, that eventually led me to Tyler.
I don't know if it's our similar personalities that causes the disconnect between me and Ty's dad or what. I do know that I will never get over meeting his dad for the first time, being asked to go out back with him, then having him tell me how "beeeeaaaauuuuuuuuutiful, just absolutely beeeeaaaauuuuutiful," Ty's ex, Pam, was. I admit there may have been a point to his story, but I don't know it because I immediately tuned him out because I was trying to control my temper and not open my mouth.
However, I couldn't keep my mouth closed when he kept telling Ty (and I) to come back early from Grammie's . I felt like he was being disrespectful, as my grandfather had just died, so I said, "This is my Grammie's first Christmas without my grandfather. We'll come back when she's done with us."
It was a very hard Christmas for me, too. My mom's mom had died the previous year -- when I was in England -- and Grandpa (dad's dad) passed the year I got back... a couple months before Christmas. He was the only grandfather I'd ever known, as my mom's dad died when she was 15 and all my great grandfathers had passed when I was still a baby.
My grandpa was the greatest and most wonderful grandpa ever and it was sad to watch him slow down over the years. I hate being emotional in front of family, so I try not to cry, but it was very hard being in Florida, knowing I'd see Grammie, but that I wouldn't see Grandpa.
Ty's got both sets of grandparents, as well as some great-grandparents, and even one or two great-greats... but that's also due to another huge difference between our families, but I digress.
Maybe Ty's dad will calm down when he retires -- mine did. Mine is much much calmer... though you'd not know unless you'd known him before retirement! I just know my parents have 20 years less time with us than Ty's do... as they're about 20 years older and if they're going to be my "mom" and "dad," then I'm going to want to communicate with them as such, and not formal guests.
Perhaps I will calm down, too... Hahahahahaha! Sadly, I think I'm headed in the opposite direction, as I'm just becoming a mother... a territorial, protective mother. Yay! :)
Scary!
Anyway, back to Skype... I know his dad wants Ty to see and be proud, but if he's too busy to eat right, get more than 4 hours of sleep, and is "just keeping his head above water," I think Ty deserves a break and his dad should know it's not personal. I suggested he have someone record it and put it on youtube or a dvd, so Ty can watch it when he has time.
On that note, I think I'll write everyone an email letting them know that Ty's doing alright, but he's busier than we can even imagine.
Tomorrow is two weeks. Only two weeks. The time drags on and on and on... I'm much moodier and angrier when I don't hear from or get to talk to Ty -- that doesn't bode well for anyone :(
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