Five minutes ago, I was twelve, in junior high school and had big, big plans. I woke up this morning and I am twenty-eight years old and my life is pretty much set in stone; some portions of it anyway. Ah well, life is a crazy funny tornado of time, isn't it?
My son started walking a few days ago.
My daughter finished her first year of pre-school last week.
The kids are getting older which means more fun than ever and more work than ever. It also means, we are getting older, too, but I try not to focus on that part! One revelation I've come to within the past few years and another hat I believe that mothers wear is that of Magic Maker. We create the magic. We make the good times roll. It doesn't just happen, you know?! Summer fun? Gotta create the magic! Christmas? The presents do not wrap themselves, nor have I found self baking cookies! Vacations? No one plans those for us! We have to do it ourselves?!!! I know all this may seem self evident, but if your mom and/or dad were truly wonderful Magic Makers, then I don't think you should have noticed the seems of life until now. So, this is really a compliment to my parents, my own personal Magic Makers. I had no idea, but now I do and it's just a new side of the fun, this behind the scenes Magic Making.
Summer Fun Magic Making has commenced. Big, big plans of beach trips, walking to the park, Treadwell's ice cream over at Smolak Farms, and who knows what else. We have always talked of taking a real live family vacation... oh my! The possibilities! So now, I am twenty-eight years old and I have big, big plans. They just have taken a slight twist. I think I kinda like my Magic Maker Hat...
Monday, June 15, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
Me Time
In efforts to not get into a deeply stinky funk over the fact that I really only see my husband a few shorts days a month, I thought up a few perks of being a married, wife of a pilot yet "single" gal (with two kids and dog).
- I don't have to share the remote.
- I can watch cheesy girly movies to my hearts content and don't have to fight tooth and nail and face the mocking afterwards (granted the children stay asleep, of course)
- I don't have to share the bathroom.
-Not many parenting conflicts. I am the only one here so my daughter (who is the only one using actual words of late) can't run and boohoo to Daddy or ask him for a second opinion and disregard the first. What I say, goes. This is also not a perk as well, but we are looking at the bright side here!
-If passengers don't eat their catering, Andrew brings it home for us. Cheese platter, anyone? (On his LAST leg! No, he does not save food and travel around with it for a week! That's just gross.)
-Along the same lines, he brings home Splenda packets from hotels. We are super penny savers!!
-Hotel points. The past three anniversaries we have had, we were able to go away for two nights each time all using hotel points.
-We have periodic access to airplanes. No, we do not OWN a plane so we can't just load up and fly out whenever. Many, many little conditions need to be right, but we have been able to fly to Nantucket, Martha's Vineyard, New Jersey (to go to the Central Park Zoo in NYC...so fun!), and once we drove down to CT thinking we were going to be able to fly back home, but we ended up back in the car... Oh well.
-I can sit and eat popcorn for dinner.
-I can go wherever I want (with kids in tow, of course) and I don't have to run it by anyone.
-I can turn the light out and go to sleep (I need it dark and quiet to sleep, so if Andrew is home and up or in bed with the light on, I have to wait because I won't be able to sleep).
-I can pop over to my parents' house anytime I want.
There are a lot more non-perks, but this short list made me somewhat less sorry for myself.
- I don't have to share the remote.
- I can watch cheesy girly movies to my hearts content and don't have to fight tooth and nail and face the mocking afterwards (granted the children stay asleep, of course)
- I don't have to share the bathroom.
-Not many parenting conflicts. I am the only one here so my daughter (who is the only one using actual words of late) can't run and boohoo to Daddy or ask him for a second opinion and disregard the first. What I say, goes. This is also not a perk as well, but we are looking at the bright side here!
-If passengers don't eat their catering, Andrew brings it home for us. Cheese platter, anyone? (On his LAST leg! No, he does not save food and travel around with it for a week! That's just gross.)
-Along the same lines, he brings home Splenda packets from hotels. We are super penny savers!!
-Hotel points. The past three anniversaries we have had, we were able to go away for two nights each time all using hotel points.
-We have periodic access to airplanes. No, we do not OWN a plane so we can't just load up and fly out whenever. Many, many little conditions need to be right, but we have been able to fly to Nantucket, Martha's Vineyard, New Jersey (to go to the Central Park Zoo in NYC...so fun!), and once we drove down to CT thinking we were going to be able to fly back home, but we ended up back in the car... Oh well.
-I can sit and eat popcorn for dinner.
-I can go wherever I want (with kids in tow, of course) and I don't have to run it by anyone.
-I can turn the light out and go to sleep (I need it dark and quiet to sleep, so if Andrew is home and up or in bed with the light on, I have to wait because I won't be able to sleep).
-I can pop over to my parents' house anytime I want.
There are a lot more non-perks, but this short list made me somewhat less sorry for myself.
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