Todd has a new woman in his life but, more importantly to me, Todd HAS a life. He often writes about the social activities with which he’s involved. I envy Todd. I rarely have anything social to blog about. I realize this is mostly my doing. When you turn your back on what was your social support group, your social life goes into the trash.

I’ve been looking for opportunities to be more social but, let’s face it, when you’re a full time college student and mother to three busy teens, there isn’t much time for a social life. I seem to be invited or arrange girls night out about once every six months but for some reason, movies and dinner doesn’t quite cut it for me. I will be going to lunch tomorrow with some friends so that’s a bit different.

Yesterday, I went to go to an athiest Meet Up Group . I enjoyed most of the company there and hey, I got out of the house for an hour and a half. I realize that most of my social life is going to be based around school activities (both mine and the kids) and it was nice to have an event that wasn’t centered around it. I’m not sure exactly how much this group will improve my social life as Atheism isn’t a hobby one can ‘do’ with other people but, there is a party planned for 20 December!

It’s a start.

We stayed until the end because they were giving out door prizes.

The next to the last prize was a life sized cardboard cut out of McCain.

The last prize was a life sized cardboard cut out of Obama.

Kid #1 won this:

From Drop Box

He has taken up residence in our living room and twice so far, I’ve been startled that there was someone in the house. I’m sure I’ll eventually get used to him.

A classmate called my cell to let me know that our grades were posted. I asked her to go and check my grade and when she told me I got a 50, I couldn’t believe it.

The test seemed so easy, how could i have missed half of the questions? I was incredulous. Then she pointed out to me the test was only worth 50 points!

Damn, I’m good!

I thought it would be a great idea to name myself something that highlighted my no-longer-mormonness. So I made up the name MoLessTS. MoLess for MormonLess and TS stands for my nickname which you can read about here.

I was in chat a few times this past week and some of the other chatters told me that whenever they saw my name, they thought it read ‘molests’. So not the image I want to portray.

I changed my name. I am now Entendre. I think it’s a great name. Especially since I’m often guilty of making double ones.

After fixing a few bugs, I think I’m good again.

BUT, if you leave comments (and please do they make my day), you may need to re-register. No clue for sure but please forgive the inconvenience if you do.

Now that I have a 14 year old son, I’ve learned.

However, I was able to gross out my 14 year old son! Amazing feat I tell ya!

Kid 3 (14 year old son) had his first band concert last week. He needed black pants, black socks and black shoes. Did he own any of those items? Of course not. So, he and I went to the store and purchased them. He came home with the issued grey polo shirt that the 8th graders are supposed to wear.

After his shower (no, it wasn’t hard to get him to do that, thank the powers that be), he came into my room and asked me a question.

He looked mightly handsome. I told him if I wasn’t his mother, I’d date him.

That’s all it took. I grossed my son out.

I happened to be skype-ing with CG at the time. Apparently I can gross out a 54 year old the same way I gross out a 14 year old.

Who knew there wasn’t much difference in 40 years?

I’m da bomb!

And, I was looking forward to those two emails that day.

Oh well.

I also have a Google alert for Medical Anthropology (now I will get two notifications of my blog posting.)

I have a third one for CG’s last name. I swear there are only like six people in the whole world with his last name (his three brothers, him, his dad and someone they don’t know who the hell he is). Not gonna mention CG’s last name so that means I can’t get a third Google alert for one blog. Darn.

Do you have any Google alerts, and do you care to share what they are?

And, not only does he send me roses, he sends me gorgeous roses.

He also sent me an email this morning.

“Happy Birthday Lover/Brat. You have a great one -CG-”

I had to call and ask him if that was a command or a complement.