SENILITY IS SETTING IN!

I'm really losing ground in "bloggerville". I seem to have a hard time settling down to write. Then when I do, I start reading other blogs and you guys are so smart, interesting and witty (Rox) and then I feel I have nothing to say. How narcissistic!

Do you ever find yourself talking to a blog in your head instead of writing it down? I sometimes have whole conversations with you. Shame no one hears it. Or maybe not. (I feel that I have just admitted that senility is kicking in!)

We went to prison today to see our son. He was quite funny telling his little brother about things he once did to his teachers. Some we knew of....some we didn't. Yikes! I may need to sit down and write letters of apology. My oldest nephew is only 5 years younger than me. I love to listen when he and his brothers are reminiscing with my sister and admitting to things that they did that she never knew of. She would love to see me squirm now.

My sister's husband died one year ago this past Friday. They would have been married 48 years next week. Life's not fair.

I called the parole board this week to see if there was anything new. I haven't called since he was turned down in late May. The website show maybe January so I left it as that. The lady said that his file is in review and was pulled June 13th! Although last time it took about 6 months for them to act on it, she said that it would probably be looked at in a couple of weeks. Don't know if she knows what she's talking about. We had all kinds of time lines before. Anyway, we didn't tell him. We were all so very disappointed before and we are finding out that "the system" doesn't always work rationally. What's that saying......"hope for everything but expect nothing"? It's hard enough for him there without repeating this kind of disappointment.

Our son told us that they have been on "lockdown" since Wednesday. They have to stay in their cells and are brought bag lunches instead of going to lunchroom. Peanut butter sandwiches three times a day!!! He was so hungry for the vending machine snacks that we are allowed to buy him during visitation. I'm sure he had a tummy ache afterwards. He says that they do these lockdown for about a week every 6 months so that every corner and every cell is checked over.

On the way home, Hub brought up the fact that he will likely have some post traumatic stress symptoms when he comes back. He said that it is so hot that he takes off his mat and puts a sheet on the steel bed to sleep. He will have to get use to a mattress again and said not to be surprised if he sleeps on the floor some. Both of my sons love milk. He hasn't had anything but powdered milk in a very long time. It is so unsettling when we mention something that he has no clue what it is now. His brother was trying to tell him about playing Guitar Hero video game. Never heard of it. His dad had on an "under armour shirt" today. He asked about it but didn't know what he was talking about. These are just little things but can you imagine how strange it will be getting use to the world. Even air conditioning and decent, healthy food. So-o-o-o many changes.

I have a job interview tomorrow. May be just a courtesy interview but who knows. It's for a school aide and my principal friend mentioned to her principal friend that I was looking so her assistant called. Anyway, I haven't been on an interview in so long. I have bugged Hub to death with THE question.....WHAT AM I GOING TO WEAR????? I also informed him that should I get this job, there would be clothes to be bought. Not a good time to do this as we haven't had a check in a while. Anyway, send up a little prayer.

Looks like I did find something to fill a few lines. Nothing smart of witty but sometimes that just the way life rolls.

Later.