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Life’s Weird That Way

So I’m sitting here tonight watching Grease, and what do you know? I can sing all the songs. Verbatim. As if I’m reading cue cards. YET…I cannot remember what I’ve gone in the laundry room for. Or that I was supposed to pick a child up after school. Give me a break, she only told me once she was staying after! It’s amazing how something can keep place in your brain….for years and years and years.  Such a classic.

My son left for college today. He was on spring break, and I must admit I miss him already. It’s so nice having him to talk to. He’s so entertaining. I laugh a lot when he’s around. And he doesn’t even try. 🙂

This weekend flew by, but don’t they all? Tomorrow morning it all starts again. Up early, to work, get that scary hair cut, and then the horrid question of dinner comes. Ahhh……… Dinner, the dirty question no ones wants to answer, or to prepare. I wouldn’t mind if I didn’t wait until four o’clock to wonder what to eat, make it to the store, stand behind the other fifty or more procrastinators, pay, drive home, be asked millions of times what time it would be finished, then try to create something that will sustain us all for the next 12 hours, while meeting the four major food groups. I’m tired just waiting for the morning to come!

Have a great one, everyone! 🙂

 

 

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Catching Up

It’s been forever since I’ve written. Let me see if I can remember everything…  My son has been here for the week. Mostly he’s been sick in bed. I suppose spring break was overrated, anyway. I mean, who doesn’t plan their sickness around being home to be doted and fed their meals in bed? He wouldn’t have had the treatment away at school, certainly. Alas, he’s on meds and the mend! Just in time to go back. 😦

We had a few hot days here. As in 73 degrees, hot days. That’s when I shed my sweater and found a few stray pounds hiding out. Yikes. I became proactive right away to extinguish the unwanted pounds, and purchased myself a weighted hula hoop. Exercising is boring, right? And I can’t do boring. So I thought…yeah, this looks fun. Umm….yeah…..not exactly. I’m sporting some soreness and bruising around the ol’ midriff. I’m hoping I can keep it up. Only 30 minutes a day they say. Then the pounds drip right off you. I hope they begin shifting downward soon. 🙂

My hair is finally growing. I get it cut Monday. Can you believe it? Cut? It’s a shaping trim, rather. I want nothing more than a split end to land on the floor. I can’t afford more than that. I’m pretty sure I’m going to go medium length this time. Fingers crossed I can be patient with the growing pains.

I finally got around to watching Bridget Jones and a Baby. Hmmm….how to say something nice…. I guess it was great to see the cast again. On second thought, they looked crazy ancient. Mark Darcy seemed skeletal, Patrick Dempsey looked…well, old….and Bridget? She looked just plain weird. She’s not supposed to be skinny. And face-altered. It distracted me so much I couldn’t focus on the horrible story line. Why couldn’t they just have left it where it was??? I can’t unsee what I saw.

I’m watching “Something’s Gotta Give” as I write this blog post. One of my go-to movies for “something to have on t.v.” The part where she cries forever cracks me up. I’ve been there, done that for sure. Now if I could just find that house and live in it. Will I ever live on the water? It brings such peace. Other people say that about the mountains, but give me the sound of water rushing up on shore any day.

Tomorrow is boyfriend’s birthday. He has requested homemade enchiladas and a red velvet cake. I make a triple layer, which makes me wish I was a bigger fan. But I’m not. It doesn’t help I can never find red food coloring, either. It comes out more pink.

Well I hope you all have a fabulous weekend! I’m in a creative mood, so I’ll either sticker-up something, sew a stitch, or write a few new chapters. 🙂

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Finally…March

spring-equinox-ten-thingsMy mother has always claimed January and February to be voodoo months. People are always dying in these months, it seems. They’re depressing, cold, and everything is gray. I guess you could view January as starting over, but I just see it from the perspective of standing at the foot of a very large mountain. And once we climb through snow and ice, darkness, and frigidness, we get to see the crocus on top–peeping out of the snow and ice. Finally…now that’s what I’m talking about. I have a tiny little tribe of daffodils in my flower bed. Each time I host Easter dinner, someone brings me a pot of them, and I plant them outside after they die. Of course it’s 75 degrees one day and 30 the next. They’re so freaked out, they don’t know what to do.

But we made it!!! Tomorrow is March. And then comes the expectations of spring, when in fact, it could very well snow. March is the month, that if it were a friend, it would most certainly be fair-weathered. You never know what to expect.

This week I get to pick up my son from college for spring break! I’m super excited to see him. I’ve never been away from him this long. I plan to drink up every minute we have together with him.

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Today I got an offer in the mail for Blue Apron. Not sure, but it sounds like a wonderful idea. I mean, just get a box of a pre-planned meal delivered to your door? There has to be a catch. I haven’t done any research, but I’m sure it’s expensive. I think the coupon was for like $30.00 off. One meal? Do they know I feed my very own gang? How big is that box? I suppose it’s more for the workaholic couples or singles. Where going out to eat gets boring for them, but who has time to shop? Oh the horror! I think I remember that time? ………………..nope, not really. It’s all too fuzzy anymore!

I hope everyone has a wonderful week. Pretty big one, you know. March and hump day, all in one! I’m getting side-tracked tomorrow and going to view a planner I’ve had my eye on at Amazon. I found it offered at one of my local stores. I’ll be able to touch it and see if it meets my needs. As if I need another one? I’m still searching for wall space for the three calendars I got for a steal last weekend. Stop the madness.

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