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I’m sure there will be some that will be dumbfounded by me telling Megan to give her father’s new girlfriend a break, but in the grand scheme of things it will make life easier for all of us if she does.

She had such a difficult time adjusting to the idea of me being with someone else. She took it out on both Jeff and myself to such extremes. She acted out when she missed her father or felt guilty being with me. Anger and emotional blackmail were the tools of choice. Jeff wanted to be like a father to her, but at the time, pushing him away with her behavior. Now we have to explain to her how nurturing can be stronger than nature when we mention how alike the two of them are.

So I remind her, if her father is happy it will make her life easier. Even though I still think he’s a lying SOB with the stories he has told about me (all that matters to me is that my sister has seen through it), it’s time for her to grow up. All I want is for Megan to be happy, because if she’s happy, I’m happy. And someday when she is married, she will make Jeff a very happy grandpa.

Just a quick Merry Christmas to all. Hopefully in the next few days I can do a year end wrap up. It’s been five years since I started blogging. Perhaps the blog can take a new direction in 2009, maybe more meaningless chatter about strange movies, recipes and life’s funny little quirks – like how Fortune Cookies scare me.

To all, I hope you have had a very Merry Christmas. To my other two daughters, I’m still here, but I’m leaving the ball in your court. To my sister, enjoy that white Christmas! And to my husband, thanks for believing in me and supporting my efforts to make this web thing happen.

God Bless ya’ll!

Cody probably will get that train if I don’t keep an eye on him. I’ll need to try and get a picture of Kittyboy AKA the Village Cat.

Cats have an amazing ability to sense when their owners just need them to curl up next to them. Our orange and white cat aka Kittyboy never sleeps on the bed. The other night he not only got on the bed he curled himself up in between Jeff and myself almost on our pillows. He must have known how we both were feeling -  still reeling, still depressed, still trying to figure out what to do next, since I got the news that I would be unemployed after December 15.  My dream job, up in smoke, like many others effected by the economy it has hit us too.

Since the news last Thursday, I find myself on the edge of tears, just not quite able to cry but also trying to hang tough. I made a few phone calls, sent out a couple of emails. Still waiting to see what will pan out and what won’t.

I find myself worrying more about the emotional well-being of Megan and Jeff. They both took the news pretty hard. It hurt Jeff pretty bad when he had to tell me he canceled my birthday present, a dinner at The Melting Pot. Christmas hasn’t been totally canceled, I had ordered most of Jeff’s presents online before Thanksgiving. Unfortunately, I hadn’t gotten to Megan’s presents yet. Jeff reminds me that the Garmin GPS we got her for her birthday should hold her through Christmas too.

This has that painful deja vu feeling of two years ago, when the company Jeff worked for folded. We made some adjustments right away, he took a job making much less money but we made it. We traded the two vehicles for one and found a good used car as a second car. Tonight we will have to tell the people we bowl with that we will most likely have to quit the league unless something comes up in the next week.

There is so much I try not to think about…