except when they are grey...or BLACK...like now, when a massive storm is blowing through town and ruining the luau! Now I will NEVER get to see polynesia...North Alabama style!!
Anyway, we are having a nice time visiting with my husband's family, including the brother that I had never met until this past Wednesday, and one of his sons. The family lives so far away, and Scott and I have talked about driving out there one summer, but from Maryland to Washington State is a haul I can't even begin to imagine!
It's nice not to be in a hurry to do anything...but I must admit I am having some difficulty with the ... umm...lack of decision-making. Yesterday we waited so long for everyone to be ready to go that it started raining, so we didn't go! This morning, I was determined not to do the same thing again. As a result we spent some quality family time at Point Mallard, in the wave pool and the splash pond (not sure if that is the name). The boys also got into the olympic pool, and had fun there.
I am trying to adjust to the Southern pace...I swear, if I could get a job here, and my mom's health was better, I would just pack it up in Maryland and move down here.
A girl can dream...
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
The Summer Wind...
the summer wind...Like painted kites, those days and nights went flyin' by. The world was new beneath a blue umbrella sky.- as sung by the great Ole Blue Eyes
Today was the first real day of summer vacation. My sons' friends have all already gone on vacation, so truly, they are alone on the circle until someone comes home. It was so hard to get them to go outside and PLAY!!! My husband and I bemoan the fact that so many children now do not have the opportunity to go outside- whether they live in unsafe neighborhoods, or the air quality is bad, or there is no one to supervise them. and yet, my sons face none of those obstacles but prefer the world of computer games and XBox to being outside, feeling the warmth of the sun on their upturned faces.
What I wouldn't give to be them...no dishes calling my name, no three meals to get on the table for a family who is always "starving," no laundry that needs doing because I'm too short to reach the machines (I LOVED that excuse when I was younger)...
My goal this summer is to get out and play...and if they won't come with me, I will play alone (yes, Grease fans, I overlooked the opportunity to say the famous line about why one should join the band!).
The world may have changed (no Country Club pool, a fact which still breaks my heart)...but I am determined to regain a little of the child's wonder of summer...and make sure my sons capture it too!
Today was the first real day of summer vacation. My sons' friends have all already gone on vacation, so truly, they are alone on the circle until someone comes home. It was so hard to get them to go outside and PLAY!!! My husband and I bemoan the fact that so many children now do not have the opportunity to go outside- whether they live in unsafe neighborhoods, or the air quality is bad, or there is no one to supervise them. and yet, my sons face none of those obstacles but prefer the world of computer games and XBox to being outside, feeling the warmth of the sun on their upturned faces.
What I wouldn't give to be them...no dishes calling my name, no three meals to get on the table for a family who is always "starving," no laundry that needs doing because I'm too short to reach the machines (I LOVED that excuse when I was younger)...
My goal this summer is to get out and play...and if they won't come with me, I will play alone (yes, Grease fans, I overlooked the opportunity to say the famous line about why one should join the band!).
The world may have changed (no Country Club pool, a fact which still breaks my heart)...but I am determined to regain a little of the child's wonder of summer...and make sure my sons capture it too!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Momma's guilty pleasure
I think every parent has a guilty pleasure that they share somewhat reluctantly...and if someone were to call them on it, they would deny, deny, deny!
Recently, though, Bran "outed" me for my guilty pleasure, and this is when I found out that not only am I not alone in this particular vice, but I was viewed as considerably cooler because of it!
Smoking? no way...that doesn't mix well with singing, or with asthma
Bridezillas? sure...except I freely admit that I enjoy watching the ridiculous antics of these girls, and hubby likes how normal this show makes me look in comparison!
No, my guilty pleasure is Deadliest Warriors, the show that takes two warriors from two completely different periods of time and pit them against each other. Each warrior only uses the weapons that would have been appropriate to that particular time in history, and after each is demonstrated, they do a computer model of the battle to see who would win. An example, for those who have never seen it, would be a recent episode which put Al Capone up against Jesse James!
I have to throw in a disclaimer here...like many things in my adult life, I was dragged somewhat reluctantly into watching this show. I am not a battle kind of girl and could really care less about the difference between a rifle and a shotgun, or a blunderbuss and a revolver. But after one episode, I was hooked...and thankfully, our DVR lets us watch the show at a more "family friendly" time. And, it is punishable by extreme amounts of whining if a certain individual watches the show without the rest of the family present (my nephew got in BIG trouble for this, and Jam was really mad at him!)
This is a family affair in our house...and Jam gets VERY upset if his guy doesn't win. While there is a lot of blood in the show, there is no actual, person to person combat.
So even though I think there are people out there who will judge me horribly for letting my sons watch this show, `I think it is valuable Momma/bear bonding time. It's not a popcorn and soda, curl up on the couch kind of night, but for one hour each week, I am guaranteed that the bears are going to be curled up next to Momma, rooting for one bad guy or the other.
Recently, though, Bran "outed" me for my guilty pleasure, and this is when I found out that not only am I not alone in this particular vice, but I was viewed as considerably cooler because of it!
Smoking? no way...that doesn't mix well with singing, or with asthma
Bridezillas? sure...except I freely admit that I enjoy watching the ridiculous antics of these girls, and hubby likes how normal this show makes me look in comparison!
No, my guilty pleasure is Deadliest Warriors, the show that takes two warriors from two completely different periods of time and pit them against each other. Each warrior only uses the weapons that would have been appropriate to that particular time in history, and after each is demonstrated, they do a computer model of the battle to see who would win. An example, for those who have never seen it, would be a recent episode which put Al Capone up against Jesse James!
I have to throw in a disclaimer here...like many things in my adult life, I was dragged somewhat reluctantly into watching this show. I am not a battle kind of girl and could really care less about the difference between a rifle and a shotgun, or a blunderbuss and a revolver. But after one episode, I was hooked...and thankfully, our DVR lets us watch the show at a more "family friendly" time. And, it is punishable by extreme amounts of whining if a certain individual watches the show without the rest of the family present (my nephew got in BIG trouble for this, and Jam was really mad at him!)
This is a family affair in our house...and Jam gets VERY upset if his guy doesn't win. While there is a lot of blood in the show, there is no actual, person to person combat.
So even though I think there are people out there who will judge me horribly for letting my sons watch this show, `I think it is valuable Momma/bear bonding time. It's not a popcorn and soda, curl up on the couch kind of night, but for one hour each week, I am guaranteed that the bears are going to be curled up next to Momma, rooting for one bad guy or the other.
Who I am
Who am I?
This is a question with many possible answers. I am my parents' daughter. I am my sister's sister. I am my sons' mother. I am my husband's wife. I am my church's choir director. I am my student's music teacher.
I could go on. Sometimes I wear too many hats, and when I feel like i can no longer keep up, I make rumblings about letting go of something. But I never do!
so who am 1?
See if you can figure it out as you read what I share. And then, if you wouldn't mind, clue me in!
This is a question with many possible answers. I am my parents' daughter. I am my sister's sister. I am my sons' mother. I am my husband's wife. I am my church's choir director. I am my student's music teacher.
I could go on. Sometimes I wear too many hats, and when I feel like i can no longer keep up, I make rumblings about letting go of something. But I never do!
so who am 1?
See if you can figure it out as you read what I share. And then, if you wouldn't mind, clue me in!
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