Exactly one year ago today at 8:05 pm, this is the joy that entered my life.
He cleaned up rather well.
And then he grew up rather well into a serious, funny, expressive, monkey-boy-child who still brings joy to my life every single day.
Look at all this joy!
Well, I haven't had much to say lately. More specifically, I have had things I could have said, just nothing I really wanted to type out. There was Mother's Day that was such a non-event I wanted to cry. I tried to explain to M that it was like being up for an award or a raise and not getting it. It is my one day. One day for the recognition for the job I do. It wasn't the lack of gifts, it was the complete lack of thought or planning. That hurts.
But really, on a day to day basis I have a good husband, great healthy beautiful children, a beautiful house, a good life. A damn good life. So I feel stupid to come to my blog and bitch and moan about this or that trivial thing, when seriously I have got little to complain about.
I just need to keep reminding myself of this. Every day. Every hour, every 5 minutes if necessary. As my husband told me last night, life is not a vacation. Life is hard and the curve balls will keep coming. I need to roll with them more. Especially the little ones.
Enough blathering. My baby is turning 1 next week, I am sure I can post a plethora of maudlin moanings and groanings about how fast time goes, how my baby took his first steps on Mother's day (my gift! a great gift!), how he is truly the light of my life, how his babyhood has been such a joy and such a challenge all rolled into one big ball of craziness. But I think I will save that for later :)
Some of the neighborhood moms decided we need a regular Mom's night out. Last night was our first one and we decided to go to our local RJ Gator's right up the road. So we get there and cannot figure out why it is so crowded on a Wednesday. Then we find out - it's kid's night! So on our glorious mom's night out, we are surrounded by kids! But hey, they aren't our kids. We saddle on up to the bar and squeak in on the last call for happy hour. Two-for-one margarita's. Yum. Kids, what kids?
We are so making this a regular thing.
Please tell me how I can clean/straighten up every single day and my house is still a mess? I don't need it surgical clean, just unexpected guest stopover clean. Sigh.
My neighbor looks eerily like Eva Longoria. My street, however, is nowhere near as fascinating as Wisteria Lane. Thankfully, I think.
I sold a hanging sweater organizer on EBAY and now am being stalked about it's shipping b/c the person really needs it ASAP because they are in the throws of Spring cleaning. Um, hello, if you needed it that badly drive to Walmart and buy one. You really didn't get that big of a bargain from me. And don't tell me there is no Walmart in MO, because there is now one in Ithaca. If Ithaca has Walmart, they have truly taken over the world. That said, I am ridiculously anticipating the arrival of Super Walmart to my neck of the woods this summer. Ah, the humanity.
We just inherited three of the most beautiful pieces of furniture I have ever seen. I am now the very proud owner of an upright piano, a vanity with stool, and some buffet/radio cabinet type thing that we really have no idea what it was but is now going to make an excellent sideboard/bar. I sat in my living room today and wanted to cry, the pieces were literally so beautiful. And of course sad that the very fact that we now own these pieces is that the generations are moving on, passing on.
A and I are back in a rough spot. He is angry and defiant and downright bratty. He has the opportunity to go to an excellent 5 day preschool program and I have been dragging my feet, he's my baby, all that, 5 days is too much for a 3 year old, etc. Now it is looking very, very appealing.
Had the best weekend in ages. Played hooky from life, no chores, just QT with the family that included an actual date night and a beach day. Bliss.
