I'm off to Seattle! I will take photos and share this beautiful part of the country with all of you. I won't be there in time for sunset tonight (actually I'll get to see it from the plane), but will wake up on the shores of Peuget Sound in the AM! Ah...finally, I'll be able to breath!
So I just finished watching "Ordinary People" on TV. Darren is off on vacation with my Mom, Dan is at a soccer meeting and Payton is at Zack's house. A couple of glasses of wine and an Academy Award Winning tear jerker later and I'm a blubbering fool.
At the end, the kid tells his Dad how much he loves him and they embrace. Effing lost it. My chihuahua thinks I'm nuts because as the credits were rolling I was asking him if my boys would tell me how much they love me when they are grown. I think they will. They are both so affectionate and so loving and sweet. I guess I've just been waiting for them to turn into the Exorsist children when their heads start spinning around with teen-aged angst and intollerance for their parents, but at 12 and 14, they haven't done that yet.
As I drove up to the house tonight coming home from work, Payton was scootering away down the street towards Zack's house. When he saw me he stopped, turned around, scootered up to my window and leaned in to give me a kiss. Are you f*&king kidding me? Is he just so totally playing me that he knows how to reach in and yank my heart out? Who is this kid?
He's MINE! He's the most awesome, cute, sweet, funny, compasionate kid I have ever been in love with. So I know that might sound creepy to some of you, but Moms, you know how it is. You don't just love your kids, you are IN love with them. And you fall in love with them over and over.
Darren visited my grandparents today. They called me specifically to tell me what a polite, helpful and thoughtful young man he is. Apparently, my Mom took Darren and my grandmother grocery shopping today (my Mom takes her Mom each week for groceries. She's a saint). My grandma said that Darren went out of his way to help her with everything. He lifted all of the heavy stuff, he reached for all of the high and low stuff, he unloaded her cart at the check out counter and then loaded all of her groceries into the car. My grandmother spent her prime years in the era of the gallant gentlemen (like my grandfather) who opened car doors and pulled chairs out for their female companions. And SHE was impressed with Darren's manners.
Rambling, yet again. It has been so long since I have found inspiration to write. Who the hell wants to know about my everyday life? It's the same every day mostly. Wake up. Get Darren up. Try to get Darren up again because he is so tired from not being able to fall asleep because of his meds. Jump in the shower. Try to wake Darren up again. Make a bowl of cereal for Darren. Get dressed. Remind Darren that he has 5 minutes to finish his bowl of cereal, get dressed fix his hair and find his scooter before we have to walk out the door. Gather my things. Change pants because the first pair was dirty and somehow ended up back in my drawer. Push Darren out the door. Go back into the house because I forgot to set the alarm. Set the alarm. Finally out the door.
Then it's drop Darren off at summer school, drive to work, work (which is the exciting part of my day, but I don't blog about work because I don't want to pull a Dooce), come home, change clothes (and put the pants I was wearing back into the drawer even though I spilled salad dressing on them at lunch) go to whatever baseball game Payton has that night. Eat dinner (whatever my wonderfull hubby has made), read, go to bed. Lather, rinse, repeat.
Don't get me wrong. I really LOVE my life. I'm very lucky and blessed and all that. It just isn't what I would consider exciting to all of you.
So I go days, weeks without posting. I hope to post more on vacation when I have new experiences etc. Pictures of sunsets. You know.
The weather here is beautiful. Perfect, actually. I can't even complain about that shit.
Oh! I know. My 20 year high school reunion is coming up in about a month. So how do I drop 10 pounds a week between now and then? Oh, who cares. Might be a good networking opportunity. God, I'm getting old.
Not feeling very inspired lately. Just sitting here with hubby watching West Wing re-runs. Just heard for the first time that I am apparently a "WingNut", one who sits around watching West Wing re-runs with no apparent end in site. Guilty as charged. Can't get enough of Charlie, and Mrs. Landingham, and all of the cool music they use in the background, and saying Tommy Schlame out loud at the end of every episode (OK, the older ones anyway).
Baseball starts up again next week in San Bruno. Stocking up on Ranch flavored sun flower seeds now lest we run out mid-tournament. The dog (the big one) is licking my feet right now. He wants to go to bed. Ok, Smokey. Lights out time.
Spent Saturday and Sunday up at my Mom's houseboat. Darren was a rock star wakeboarder. He pops up at will now and is taking wakes and generally just kicking ass. This is great for him; it's something that neither his Dad, Mom, or Big Brother can do. He is not afraid to try anything and he is reaping the rewards. I can't even tell you how proud I am.
Lots of sun, water and beverages over the weekend. Great weather (about 85 all weekend). It is officially summer! Whoooo Whoooo!
Just booked a flight to Washington for the end of July. We are all sort of going up at different times. We are going to our family home (belongs to my Father-in-law and his brother right now) in Gig Harbor, WA. Looking forward to more relaxation, family fun and READING TIME! Speaking of which, gotta run and finish "The Other Boleyn Girl." A PAGE TURNER!