I have been in a rut of sorts for a while now. Just plodding along, going to work, doing nothing on the weekends. And somehow it is now August and I have not been to the beach once! We are only a half hour drive from the beach. During the week I think of things we can do on the weekends but once it is here, I have a hard time motivating myself.

The job is going well, I really do like my job. If it weren't for drama queens in my office it would be ideal. They recently instituted a program that monitors how much work is being done and the time it takes to get bills processed. Turns out I am doing 3 times as much work as the lady sitting next to me. She does not have the volume of work as I do. I like that just fine, I would rather be busy than be looking for work to do. which she does not, she plays games on her phone all day. She is being watched very closely, as she takes alot of breaks and does a lot of visiting during the day. My supervisor has become a really good boss, after the initial struggles in the beginning. We have become even better, stronger friends in the last few months.

Dakota recently completed his summer school for his English class and received an A. So this tells me his teacher last year had alot to do with his disinterest in class. He plans on signing up for football this year in school. I have been trying to get him interested in sports. Some of friends disagree with his choice of football, due to injuries and such. But stepson played football in high school with no major injuries. I am not a football fan except when it comes to middle school and high school!

I have recently been thinking of what makes a bully. Dakota is a very loving child, does not want to fight anyone. But over the past year I have seen him get picked on alot. He is a big kid, as tall as me now and has some weight on him. The kids target him because of his size, assuming he must be mean if he is so big. We talk about these incidents all the time and I stress that violence is never the answer. I have told him if he is hit, that is to defend himself but to never start a fight over words he is called. Girls seem to be drawn to him, not as boyfriend material but as a good friend to have. For that he is called gay. I told him the boys are just jealous. but that he should ask for their phone numbers so they can go on a date. LOL He would never say that to the boys.

I don't see my grand daughter very much since they moved out last December. It's a long drive to their house and they never come to mine. But she is still my little boo boo!

My niece's daughter turned one in June and she is just delightful. her name is Olivia but I call her Ollie. I bought her two little purses that had stuffed animals in them and she carries them around all the time!

I am still waiting (not so patiently) for my newly married daughter to announce she is pregnant. LOL I think they are waiting before having children. They are happy and living their lives and I am a happy mama!

It's sunday, laundry day here. The weather has been quite pleasant this past week. Might be a good day to sit on the porch and read a good book or take my crocheting out there as well. Working on a afghan for little Ollie. I already have one done for my Bella.

enjoy the day!