Friday, June 26, 2009
I walked into Target for a couple of items that we wanted to take to the cabin.
I had to walk through the whole store, all the way to the back by the toy section.
I had not one but TWO children with me, and they were the youngest ones to boot...did I mention we were in the toy section???
Target had NEITHER of the two items I wanted to buy.
We walked BACK through the store to the checkout aisle.
I was confused...bewildered...STUNNED....THERE WAS NOTHING IN MY CART!
Would they let me out of the store if I didn't buy anything?
Were my children kidnapped by aliens and replaced with drones who don't know how to beg for things?
What was going to happen to us if we left Target without spending $150???????
Do you take the cart with you even though it's empty???? Like a security blanket?
I WALKED OUT OF TARGET YESTERDAY WITHOUT BUYING ANYTHING. THE UNIVERSE REMAINED STABLE.
I FEEL SO FREE! FREE
I GOT A NEW CAMERA! I'M TRYING TO LEARN HOW TO USE IT. I CAN'T THINK ABOUT ANYTHING ELSE. I'M OBSESSED. I'M ALSO CLUELESS AS TO HOW TO DO ANYTHING WITH IT, BUT I WILL LEARN. THIS PICTURE WAS ONE OF MY FIRST...IT'S JUST THE JPEG STRAIGT OUT OF THE CAMERA. I'M GOING TO GET A PHOTOSHOP PROGRAM SOON SO I CAN WORK WITH THE RAW IMAGES. THIS IS EXCITING. I LOVE MY NEW CAMERA. THE OLD ONE? TIM DROPPED IT IN A LAKE IN THE BOUNDARY WATERS. I WAS GLAD...NEVER LIKED IT.
We are off to the cabin until July 5th...where there is no internet. Sigh. I will miss my blog therapy tremendously. Bye.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
If you want to know more, check out the BLOG. Andrew is on the blog team, although I can't tell if he's the one writing or not. I am fairly sure he's NOT the one writing the limericks. Sigh.
He has many other gifts.
Check it out HERE.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Me: "Lily, why are you yelling?"
Lily: "Oh...I'm just practicing for being a Mom."
I don't make this stuff up, I promise.
Friday, June 19, 2009
The plan was that everybody would be waiting to surprise him in our basement when he came home from basketball practice. It worked great, and, except for him being rather SWEATY (hence my title) and ....not exactly fresh... everything was perfect.
Here are the lookouts!
Here's the sign!
Here's the aftermath of the pile on.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Yesterday was a great day. It RAINED...POURED...MONSOONED. It was lovely...Oh! Did I mention that Timmy had a SOCCER game? OUTSIDE?
NO PROBLEM! I aimed the back of the suburban at the soccer field, lifted the hatch, put down the seats and Lily and I had a LOVELY picnic (hot cocoa and snacks) as we watched Timmy and 9 other hooligans have a mud bath...oh I mean soccer game in the drenching rain.
SUDDENLY...third quarter...after Timmy's first goal but BEFORE his SECOND goal (which by the way was a header into the net!!!!ie...VERY happy boy)....up pulls this car and parks about 20 ft. away from us DIRECTLY in front of our little box seats. The man could have pulled into the space beside me....or gone a tiny bit further on and been past the fields, BUT NO...he parked his car directly between me and my son's soccer game. ??????
"No problem," I thought. "I can handle this." I decided to look really amazingly hard at him so he'd feel the burning of my eyeballs in the side of his head and realize his mistake and MOVE! MY plan was good, but Lily's was BETTER.
(before I knew what was happening), she yelled:
"HEY LITTLE MAN!! You're BLOCKIN' our VIEW!!!"
(...and before I could get my hot drink put down and my hand over her LOUD mouth) she yelled AGAIN, at the top of her lungs:
"HEY LITTLE MAN!!!! YOU'RE BLOCKIN' OUR VIEW!!!!"
I practically body tackled her, but I was laughing so hard that I don't think it was too effective. Sorry, Little Man, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't.
But then two interesting things happened:
1. Little Man didn't flinch. He had to have heard her, but he didn't look up.
2. He walked right in front of us to the back of his car, (this is 8:30 PM mind you...in the pouring rain), tied his golf shoes up tight, went to his trunk and pulled out a fully loaded golf bag and walked up the hill. And he LEFT his dumb car right in our way!
Me: "Lily, in general, men don't like to be called 'Little Man.' It makes them feel...crabby. Don't ever call a man that.....if you were a boy and you called a man that, you might get beat up."
We watched him climb the hill.
Then Lily (at the top of her voice, of course): "Hey HUMAN, YOU BLOCKED OUR VIEW!"
Thata girl. Way to listen to your mama.
If anyone can help me the online album from my verizon phone, I'd be so grateful. I was able to send them, but how do I access them online?
Monday, June 15, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
Here is a picture of my kitchen island at one point in time yesterday. Yesterday was a hard day. It was chaotic and cluttered from the moment I got up (late) until I put my weary head on the pillow (also late). But do you see that book there in front? It's a Bible. That book is my lifeline, my anchor, my escape INTO reality. If you don't have one, get one. Read it. Seriously. Wow.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Please join me for an ongoing conversation in my head...
Bad Suz: I'm so fat. My arms are floppy. My stomach's mushy. I'm so fat.
Good Suz: Well I don't know what else you expect to be! THINK of HOW MANY fried mozzarella cheesesticks you ate yesterday...AFTER DINNER! What are you complaining about? You eat everything in sight!
Bad Suz: Well! I've never...
Good Suz: "...and those cheesesticks weren't even YOURS! They belonged to Lisa. You were just storing them for her! And you ate them! ATROCIOUS!
Bad Suz: I figured I'd pay her for them, and you know she'd give them to me post-digestively anyway because she's nice...unlike YOU.
Good Suz: You want to know why you don't fit into your summer clothes, and I'm just telling you. Dairy products. And don't even get me started on that lo mien fiasco at the mall today.
Bad Suz: Ha! I earned every noodle shopping with three teens and a toddler! Every bite! And anyway, I only ate a fraction of what they ate! And I HAD to eat the chocolate mocha truffle because Katie BOUGHT it for ME! ...mother daughter bonding.
Good Suz: Fat cells bonding to your thighs!!! And did I even mention the truffle?....the HUGE sugar and fat filled truffle...with the latte?
Bad Suz: (groan) You are no help.
(to be continued.)
(Lisa, we ate your cheesesticks. Sorry. I'll reimburse you.)
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
What I mean, of course, is that it is the first day of NO SCHOOL! It's the FIRST DAY OF SUMMER INSANITY....oh...I mean VACATION.
It's rainy, of course....perfect sleeping in weather...except my 10 year old Timmy set his alarm for 5:35 (a.m.) because he doesn't want to "waste his life." Fine with me except that, despite the fact that it goes off 18 inches from his head, it never wakes him up and one of us has to get up and go turn it off!
In the last 18 hours we've had a bonfire, sleepovers, chocolate chip pancakes, water gun fights, trampoline accidents, all house tag, balloons (which are great in theory and obnoxious in reality), nerf gun wars, kids and neighbors all over the place and generally all out chaos. AND I LOVE IT! IT'S SUMMER.
If you don't believe me, ask my friend Lisa who came over this morning for a quiet catch-up chat...which was delightful but NOT quiet. Next time we're going to her house....where it's quiet...and clean....and there's not bacon grease on the floor...
To top it all off, the girls decided to put on old home videos..the ones I still have on old VHS tapes. So on top of the real live laughing, and yelling and chasing, there's the laughing and yelling and chasing on the television...even my own voice telling kids to "slow down" and "put on your jacket." It's strangely comforting. I'm in my zone.
Now...about therapy. I'll be starting a mother support group after I snap...probably in about three days. Stay tuned.
And thank you Lisa for bringing a bit of sanity to my life this morning! I'm clinging to it. It takes me a couple of weeks to adjust, so you might need to come back! I'll pay you in coffee!
Monday, June 8, 2009
Sigh. "Mom said I could only have fruit
for my third time back to the dessert table.
Fruit. Fruit. Fruit." Sigh. "Guess I"ll
go for watermelon." Sigh.
"Wait! What's that!? Oh that cookie
WANTS me to have it. It WANTS ME!"
And the world narrows to Lily and the cookie.
Score 1 for temptation, obedience zero!
To tell the truth, this was about her 6th "temptation."
The watermelon on the plate was for show.
She just kept it there in case I came looking.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
"We," I mean. My brother Tim and his wife Melissa did all the work.
My aunts and uncles came. It was great to catch up and see them again!
It was also fun for me to see old friends and teachers..even an old
Tim standing behind her on the chair. He's not much of one
Half of the food table. We enjoyed that too!
Katie and the Strawberries. Shortly after this, Katie ATE