Figured I’d better blog tonight, since tomorrow is the first day of school and could get a little crazy. And since it’s late, and I meant to get in bed early and have lunches packed and whatnot. (At least I’m not baking cookies.)
Just finished watching Hillary present the fine folks at the Democratic Convention with their consolation prize. “You don’t get ME, the glass-ceiling-shattering, all-around-fabulous, super-duper-qualified presidential candidate BUT you can have Barack Obama. Heck, he’s better than McCain, right? ‘Cause Bush and McCain practically shared a placenta.” If I’m Obama, I’m not feeling particularly warm and fuzzy about her “endorsement” of me.
And that’s about all the politics I’ve got for the week.
So, um, the zoo trip totally caught up with me today, peeps. Yowzers. Wasn’t quite expecting that. I had to eat three fun-size mint 3 Musketeers bars while I was making supper just to keep from falling over. I’m toast. One thing after another has piled up today–on my desk, my counters, my laundry baskets, my plate, my brain, my life. Egads.
And my head. Ow. I feel like I’ve been picked up by an African elephant bull and slammed to the ground.
I’m sad about Livi and Ava going to school. I was making lunch for our picnic this morning and thought of tomorrow’s lunch. Just me, Gabe and Nina sitting around our big table. Sniff, sniff. I’m trying to think happy thoughts, like how much I wanted to strangle Livi and Ava today and how tomorrow will be peaceful on that front. The harmonious love fest they had going on for awhile is a distant memory. They attacked each other (physically and verbally) today at every turn. Ugh. I was about ready to go ape, and I’m not even kidding.
Yet I think I want to homeschool them someday.
You know, God really does reward those who do not spend money they do not have just because they are viciously craving Pei Wei chicken lettuce wraps. I wanted to sell my birthright tonight and send Gabe for take-out, but I remembered that I had a perfectly good (cheap) dinner in the fridge ready to prepare. I sucked it up, wiped away the tears, started supper, and voila! Ava came inside with a bag of fresh produce from our neighbor’s garden. Cucumber, tomatoes, squash, peppers, eggplant. The rest of the fam had some pasta with mushrooms and roasted parmesan Ragu. I had me some scrummy sauteed homegrown veggies. (and designated an envelope in my desk drawer for my Pei Wei fund)
My SIL, Jess, wrote a very cool post tonight about something special she did with her little boys today. And it just lit my fire, because it’s exactly the point (one of them) that I want to make in my zoo book. Seizing opportunities, spending time with your kiddos, doing stuff that makes them smile. Making memories. Sigh. I’d love to hear what kinds of special things you love doing with your little ones (or nieces/nephews).
We watched Nim’s Island last night with the girls. Cute, clean, family flick. Didn’t hurt that it was about a writer and animals and stuff. Right up my alley.
Oh! Got a delightful little e-mail from the Indy Zoo today. Free tickets, free parking, free rides. Last night the girls and I held hands and prayed over the e-mail I sent them. We told God we’d love it if He’d provide some stuff for us but that we would be thankful even if He didn’t. Did some praisin’ in the living room today.
And I should probably get a move on since it’s after midnight, making my title a misnomer of sorts.
Have a great day, friends! I’m feeling especially sentimental about all of you tonight. Love and hugs!