Bagheera looking out the front door and Charlie sleeping close by.  He wanted to keep an eye on the cat, but couldn't keep his eyes open.

We had a BBQ last night and the nurses I used to work with came.  It was lovely and low key.  One of the nurses is now on permanent disability (back surgeries) and I hadn't seen her in a year.  She just kicked her boyfriend of six years out of her apartment and will be moving into her father's condo who is now in extended care.  What I didn't know is that her ex-boyfriend was/is emotionally and physically abusive.  She has a restraining order, changed the locks, and is moving.  My heart breaks for her but I'm so proud of her as well for standing up to him and taking back her life.  She looked like her old self.

The nurses traded gossip, talked about the changes at work, talked about managers and directors and docs, kids played in the yard and treefort, and we ate burgers and hotodgs.  Nothing fancy, just good company. It was the best evening I've had in a long time.  Lots of love and laughter. 

Last weekend Jack didn't get to visit his mama because the aunt/guardian who usually surpervises their visits was in BC for the long weekend.  She didn't bother to tell us or Gracie that she would be out of town.  Gracie's mom was also out of town, at the lake.  I was angry that Jack got screwed over because nobody could be bothered to communicate with us or each other.  What really happened is Gracie's sister hates confrontation, so instead of dealing with Gracie, she left it up to her mom who didn't tell anyone, because her children are adults and should be dealing with things themselves.  

This weekend, I contacted everybody ahead of time because I am tired of all the drama, anger, and bullshit.  Jack is visiting his mom now.  I hate being the only adult in the room.

Otherwise, not much going on.   

Charlie and I got out for a walk after the rain.  The yellow flowers, roundup ready canola, or herbicide resistant canola that grows everywhere and you can't kill. Thanks Monsanto.