Wednesday, June 27, 2007
On Monday, Luke played a double header out on the eastern plains, where it was 100 degrees and dry as a bone. I'm surprised the boys played as well as they did. I packed a cooler with cold drinks and snacks, and Emily came upon a frog to keep her occupied! After four and a half hours on the baseball field, in the last inning of the second game, the sprinklers came on, giving the players and the fans a cold blast of water! We were relieved -- for the cool mist and that at long last the games were over!
Yesterday, we got to keep my nephew Tommy for the whole day! Luke and Em had a great time with him, at the park, the pool and later the three of them stretched out in front of the TV to watch a movie, and Tommy promptly fell asleep. I should have gotten a picture of that, it was very cute.
Sunday, June 24, 2007
I cleaned my bedroom closet, got rid a bunch of stuff I never wear. Found some new linens on sale at Bed, Bath & Beyond to spruce up the bedroom. I took the dust ruffle in the 'bed in a bag kit' and made a valence for the window. Tore down the very dated wallpaper border and fluffed up the new pillows. I looked forward to snuggling in the "new" bed and reading last night, but fell right to sleep instead. Got the van back yesterday. I had cleaned and vacuumed it before I took it to the mechanic. I emptied out all of Joe's "stuff" -- books, fencing helmet and epees, sneakers -- all the assundry items that he "stores" in MY van. I bought a new cup holder and a little car smelly thing from Yankee Candle. My grapefruit scented van, with new struts, breaks and cooling system, is so fun to drive now:) Best of all, I jumped back on my diet yesterday, so I feel so much better. I know, it's not supposed to be a diet, it's a way of life. But right now, it feels like a diet.
Dan called yesterday and we had a chance to really chat and get caught up. He's working weird hours this week, and with the two-hour time difference, it seems we've all but lost contact. The best part was this morning, when I got to spend the first slice of the day with my 2-year-old nephew, Tommy. My brother was taking the rest of the family to the airport, so I arrived at his house in time to see my sleepy, bed head boy in his pj's as he first woke up. We watched Sponge Bob while Tommy ate his cheerios, read "You're My I Love You" while he sat on the potty, and then played baseball in the back yard, collected rocks and smelled all the rose bushes until his daddy came home.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Friday, June 15, 2007
Monday, June 4, 2007
Of late, I can relate to this little guy. It feels as though I have been flapping my wings as hard as I can just to keep apace. And I've been neglecting my blog.
So much for the slow, lazy days of summer! We spent the weekend at full throttle, going to graduation parties, baseball games, and squeezing in an anniversary celebration -- it's our 23rd! As my dad would say, "Twenty-three years in the ring, and no one's been knocked out yet." (What a fun guy!) Our date on Saturday was actually an afterthought -- although my gratitude for my terrific husband is certainly not. It's just that we really didn't think we would have the time to do anything. And we were okay with that. Then, we got home from a graduation picnic for the son of some friends and thought, what the heck, it's our anniversary and the night is young. So we went out to a movie and afterward stopped at Rock Bottom Brewery where we toasted one another with our beers. He likes it that I'm a cheap date.
I did find time this weekend to finish Wish You Well, by David Baldacci. I love his writing style and the descriptions of the Virginia mountains and the mountain people in the 1940s. The author's intimate knowledge of the area rings through. The story itself was not extraordinary, but it was interesting, well-narrated and grabbed me in the first chapter. I like that there's a complete reader's guide on line for our discussion at Book Club later this month.
This evening I met a couple of girlfriends from high school days. We had dinner and then went to my friend's house, which was originally her grandmother's home. It's on the edge of town where the neighboring land used to be pasture and open plains. Now, the city has grown up around much of it, but there is still enough space that you can imagine there are still sheep out in the pasture behind the outbuildings and only an occasional passing car or truck interrupts the quiet of the evening. We sat on the front porch, as the night darkened around us and talked about old high school days for a bit, but mostly about our children and how they've grown. A few of them between us have graduated college already. We found comfort in the fact that we face many of the same issues with our younger kids, laughed with relief when we discovered our kids' antics aren't so bizarre, and puzzled over how we parent so differently from the way our own parents did. We don't mean to. But sometimes it seems our children today are a whole different species than we were.
We talked about our parents and those that are alone or getting up there in years. And we shook our heads over how fast the years have passed and when did we become our parents generation? We laughed at old memories and expressed amazement when one person remembered something out of the blue that the rest of us had forgotten. And when it was time to leave we promised one another that we'll be better about staying in touch.
Tomorrow is the second day of summer vacation. And after our discussion tonight about how quickly the time goes, I'm going to attempt to stop flapping my wings all day long and try to enjoy some of it.