Nicked

Nicked from blackbird, who nicked from DaysGoBy:



Things you've already done: bold
Things you want to do: italicize
Things you haven't done and don't want to - leave in plain font

1. Started your own blog

2. Slept under the stars. - Does lying out all night, unable to sleep on numerous occasions, count?

3. Played in a band Hey, I was the Go-Go dancer for my ex-husband's band.

4. Visited Hawaii a dozen times. First time in 1958. Last time in 2007

5. Watched a meteor shower

6. Given more than you can afford to charity This year it's critical. So Many need HELP.

7. Been to Disneyland/world - It's okay, but the boys Love it. And it's close to their grandparents and cousins.

8. Climbed a mountain - A 14er, even.

9. Held a praying mantis. They are WONDERFUL, graceful, gentle bugs.

10. Sang a solo Again, ex-husband's band. I'd had plenty of liquor, what could be the harm *shudder* I was AWFUL!

11. Bungee jumped - I would maybe do this. Or parachute.

12. Visited Paris

13. Watched a lightning storm at sea. "Awesome and awe-inspiring."

14. Taught yourself an art from scratch. Sewing, knitting, crochet, embroidery.

15. Adopted a child. Just two and we're through.

16. Had food poisoning. The day youngest arrived, and for 2 days thereafter. I prayed for death.

17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty

18. Grown your own vegetables. And may again soon if economy gets any more in the Shitter.

19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France That is a SMALL painting!

20. Slept on an overnight train.

21. Had a pillow fight.

22. Hitch hiked. "No. There are certain things I still will not do because my father would find out. And kill me."

23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill. -

24. Built a snow fort

25. Held a lamb.

26. Gone skinny dipping. Just a month or two ago - in my sister's pool.

27. Run a Marathon- are you mad??

28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice With my mother and sister - the gondola driver sang opera and whacked turds or rats in the water - I asked him and he laughed "You don't wanna know, Lady!"

29. Seen a total eclipse

30. Watched a sunrise or sunset. Hasn't EVERYONE who has kids?!

31. Hit a home run

32. Been on a cruise

33. Seen Niagara Falls in person

34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors - The Irish but not the Finns. Yet.

35. Seen an Amish community

36. Taught yourself a new language.

37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied.

38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person

39. Gone rock climbing.

40. Seen Michelangelo’s David - Best reason to visit Florence

41. Sung karaoke - and there's a reason I sing in the shower....

42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt

43. Bought a stranger a meal in a restaurant.

44. Visited Africa

45. Walked on a beach by moonlight.

46. Been transported in an ambulance.

47. Had your portrait painted.

48. Gone deep sea fishing. Exhausting but exhilirating

49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person

50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris

51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling

52. Kissed in the rain

53. Played in the mud.

54. Gone to a drive-in theater.

55. Been in a movie

56. Visited the Great Wall of China

57. Started a business

58. Taken a martial arts class - although never liked it, and don't remember much.

59. Visited Russia

60. Served at a soup kitchen

61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies

62. Gone whale watching.

63. Gotten flowers for no reason

64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma

65. Gone sky diving

66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp

67. Bounced a check

68. Flown in a helicopter Really Noisy

69. Saved a favorite childhood toy - Tery, my walking doll and my original Barbies.

70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial

71. Eaten Caviar

72. Pieced a quilt

73. Stood in Times Square

74. Toured the Everglades

75. Been fired from a job

76. Seen the Changing of the Guard in London

77. Broken a bone - not yet (knocks on everything)

78. Been on a speeding motorcycle

79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person

80. Published a book

81. Visited the Vatican

82. Bought a brand new car.

83. Walked in Jerusalem

84. Had your picture in the newspaper.

85. Read the entire Bible.

86. Visited the White House

87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating

88. Had chickenpox.

89. Saved someone’s life.

90. Sat on a jury

91. Met someone famous.

92. Joined a book club

93. Lost a loved one.

94. Had a baby.

95. Seen the Alamo in person

96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake

97. Been involved in a law suit

98. Owned a cell phone.

99. Been stung by a bee

Introducing...

The NEW DOG!




We haven't named him yet - he's still with the litter and his mother. He's 5 weeks in these photos.
And he would be a blue merle Australian Shephard.

Coming Clean

There are Some Things I've been keeping to myself.

1. I am President of a Foundation.
2. I am Treasurer of a scouting pack.
3. I volunteer probably 3 days a week at school, doing something.
4. The boys have 12 before or after school appointments between them every week. Some are therapy, some are sports, two are scouting related.
5. We are in the middle of a kitchen remodel.
6. Spouse is still traveling almost every other week.

Some days I am tired.
I still think I am the luckiest woman I know.

The TMI meme

Stolen from Blackbird
(Geesh; it's been so long since I've linked, I spent 5 minutes figuring out how to link to bb)
Eye Color: 'My Eyes are the Color of Cold, Hard Cash'
Hair Color: Light and Medium Ash Brown with blonde streaks thanks to chlorinated pools and Coolibar clothing, so I can actually GO INTO THE SUN.
--Dyed or Natural: Dyed.
--Curly or Straight: Wavy, fine and thick.
Right- or Left-handed: Righty
Tan or Pale: Arms and neck tanned. The rest white as paste.
Jeans or Khakis: NYDJ - they rock.
Country, Rap, or Rock: Rock.
Heritage: Finn and Irish. Yes, I own a nasty-looking knife; Why do you ask?
Shoes you're wearing today: Tsonga
Your weakness(es): The Best Of at a Steal.
Car: 03 Honda Odyssey, 06 Audi A4, 96 Nissan Pathfinder
Your perfect pizza: My cheese/sausage.
Favorite color: Crisp light green or periwinkle
Favorite place: Curled up with my boys.
Goal you'd like to achieve: Successful kids.
Your most overused phrase(s): "You have 5 minutes ... "
Your thoughts first waking up: What's for breakfast?
Your best physical feature(s): My smile, my eyes.
Your bedtime: 12-1 a.m.
Your most missed memory: Ken's dad.
Pepsi or Coke: Water.
McDonald's or Burger King: Neither.
Single or group dates: Both.
Adidas or Nike: Keens.
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Neither.
Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate.
Cappuccino or coffee: Dark roast with cream, please

DO YOU:
Smoke: Not since November, 1986.
Cuss: Yes, but never in front of children.
Have a boyfriend/girlfriend: K is my boyfriend.
Take a shower: Yes. Long, hot baths in winter.
Have a crush(es): Not right now.
Think you've been in love: Three times.
Want to get married: Third time's the charm.
Believe in yourself: Yes.
Believe in God: Yes.
Believe in your government: Ummmmmm.
Get motion sickness: No.
Think you're attractive: Yes.
Think you're a health freak: Off and On.
Get along with your parents: Yes.
Like thunderstorms: Love them.
IN THE PAST MONTH, HAVE YOU:
Drunk alcohol: No.
Gone on a date: No.
Gone to the mall: Yes.
Been on stage: Yes. Welcoming new parents.
Eaten an entire box of Oreos: No.
Eaten sushi: Yes.
Been dumped: No.
Gone skating: Yes.
Gone skinny dipping: No.
Stolen anything: No.

HAVE YOU EVER:
Played a game that required removal of clothing: Yes.
Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: Not since July 5, 1990.
Been caught "doing something": Yes.
Been called a tease: No.
Gotten beaten up: Yes. Been the beatee and the beater.
Age you hope to be married: Any age is nice.
Number of children you'd like: Just 2 and we're through.
Describe your dream wedding: Don't personally like my own weddings.
What do you want to be when you grow up: A very, very old lady.

WHAT YOU LIKE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX:
Best eye color?: Light.
Best hair color?: Dark.
Short or long hair: Short.
Height: Medium. Works better for smokin' sex.
Best first date location: Hike.
Best first kiss location: Outdoors.

IN THE NUMBERS:
Number of people I could trust with my life: Many. I get in other people's cars, after all.
Number of CD's: 100's.
Number of piercings: Two.
Number of tattoos: None.
Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: No idea.
Number of scars on my body: Three big ones. Numerous small ones.

My new favorite thing

This collage painting is amazing in real life. I love it.
The Chinese artist used 2 school photos of the boys.
It arrived framed and ready to hang.
This is probably the nicest gift I've ever been given.

Questions of a Ponderous Nature:

1) Why, tell me WHY, does my husband feel the need to reload the dishwasher for an hour, thereby fitting in every last sliver of a dish? Hmmmmmmmmm? He could hand wash those suckers that don't fit in the load in about 7 minutes. Seriously.
2) Why do my sons' bladders never need emptying in the nice, CLEAN, comfy confines of our abode, but the minute we're 10 minutes away, suddenly the wee-wee situation is an emergency?
3) I can be 2 floors away and turn on the computer (laptop). Suddenly, I am wearing 2 children! How do they know? The sound is turned off - are they astonished by the silence of me not doing anything? (One suddenly appeared just now. I'm 2 floors away, and the boys were playing a game! I rest my case.) (Oh and the bonus round! Here's the other one!) (Oh gees, they just came back, bearing CHOCOLATE! Lindt Dark, Chili. They win.)
4) Why is it the ONLY load that I need to be wrinkle-free out of the dryer, gets forgotten and left to hopelessly and seemingly permanently wrinkle? Thank God for the steam feature on the washer. Which adds another half an hour to the out-the-door looking decent scenario.
5) Why do I bother buying white shirts? Why?
6. Why does a 12-cup coffee maker seem to offer up 4 servings? Who drinks a thimble sized cup of coffee?!
7. How did our sons get so old and big? They were just little boys.
8. How does one decide the pros outweigh the cons of getting another dog?

Culture! We got Culture!

Korean Culture Camp in Colorado is one of the best things for biracial families to attend. There is too much to go into, but the highlights were great classes for parents - InKAS and the Korean TIES program and the kids' grade-specific daily camps. The counselors are all adoptees too.
It's a beautiful, educational, fun and emotional 4 days. In fact, I'm still processing everything. So, let's see some photos!

Daddy and Ryan at Closing Ceremonies
My 3 guys after Fun N Games Night, Korean Culture Camp
Parker, Mom, Ryan
Parker the Hula Hoop Champ

Returning with News -

Okay, it's not that big a deal.
But
Ken finally painted the front door.
And
finished my closet customization.
Do not faint.
He's been working on the closet since August 07.
The front door only took 2 weeks.

I KNOW.

So, I had to post photos of both for the unbelievers.
Hell Hath Frozen Over





Old Door
New Door

Blogging; or more specifically, the Lack Thereof

Is it just me, or does quite a bit of the blogosphere seem a bit tired of it all?

Is blogging going to go the way of dot.coms?

My reason for the slowdown is that I am so involved with the boys' school. And also, rlfs - real-life friends.
I also called a halt to visiting any sites where the writers wrote endlessly about dire life circumstances, whether caused by fate, choice or desire. The fact that I could never help was depressing. So, why add to the world's woes and wring my hands on the sidelines? I've heard some sites referred to as 'train wrecks' - you know it's always going to be awful, yet you keep returning for another look. It was surprisingly hard to break off.
Another thing that happened was my hard drive died. While I was wrestling with that and the subsequent free fix from Dell (the only time we've purchased an extended warranty, and with 20 days left on the thing, it paid off in spades), I lost my bookmarks--the thread to so many. And as luck would have it, in the same period of time; friends from my past, people I've worked with or neighborhood friends took up the space. Coincidence? I don't know. But we're all benefitting from the renewed contact. Since Ken is out of town half of every month, the boys need more friends and outings to fill the void. And now we've filled up the empty slots quite nicely.

Along with the severe cut down on visiting blogs, I've taken it a step further. I'm slowing down on agressive driving, as two boys are watching my every move. If someone cuts me off, instead of yelling "HEY! Douchebag!" I now just give them extra room. I'm trying to listen more. For someone like me, who always has something to say, it's difficult. Especially since I'm 10 and sometimes 20 years older than my peer group with children. Sometimes I want to yelp "Oh for fuck's sake! You aren't even going to care about that in 10 years!" But the fact of the matter is they do care about that now. And it is important to them. So I listen and *gasp* sometimes don't even offer quick, off-the-cuff fixes! I know! Unbelievable. I have always believed in child rearing by benign neglect. My children can entertain themselves, anywhere, beautifully. But now that they're almost 7 and 8, they are funner. I want to read with them more, play more board games, go more places with them. Ryan's so much easier to take places so outings don't end with a cut-and-run scenario. These boys are FUN!

We've also had a run-in with some neighbors. But after much internal work, and some counsel from the police, my parents and the psychiatrist neighbors, I have Let It Go. The rest of the neighborhood is so irate at the other people that I am astonished and touched deeply by the outpouring of care. So what could have been a gotta-move situation has morphed into an explosion of care and concern from the neighborhood. People I have never met are patting my back at the supermarket, expressing their long distaste for the 'trailer trash' next door.

So, it's mostly Good around here, but I've lost the need to blog for right now. I will be back! I will keep reading the blogs I visit, either often or occasionally. And, by the way, if I haven't been visiting you lately, it's not necessarily that YOU were one of those 'train wrecks'. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! YOUR blog is fascinating and more uplifting than Church! Honestly!

Later, Gator.

In the "Can't Believe I said That" light:

3 days ago, my mother: "Here is a blanket made from Alpaca. It's from ________. Keep it in the family, if you can."
3 days ago, myself: "This thing itches! I don't want it!"
Mom: "Take it anyway!"
Me: "Um, okay..." Shuffle off to the car, still insisting there is no place for this thing and it weighs a ton, blah blah blah.
Yesterday, my mother: "I'm giving you the large wooden bread board (HUGE is more like it) that Grandpa made for me. You make breads, pizza; you'll use it."
Yesterday, myself: "WHY ARE YOU GIVING AWAY YOUR STUFF? ARE YOU DYING?!"

4 X 4 Meme, shamelessly stolen from Blackbird

4 Jobs I have had: Stock broker assistant, Law Clerk Manager, real estate agent, parent

4 Shows I watch: Deal or No Deal, Curious George, um - we don't watch much tv. Oh, occasionally a CSI but I don't know which one. One has Gary Sinese, one has a curly-haired Greek lady who used to play a doctor on TV (?)

4 Places I've been: Okinawa, Tuscany, Ireland, the Depths of Hell and Back Again

4 Food I like: Sushi, almost anything Thai, Pork, Lobster

4 Scents I like: My sons, my husband, conifers and pine trees, desserts in the oven

4 Sounds I like: Thunderstorms, my children's laughter, crashing waves, "I'm Home!"

4 Cars I've had: '59 Anglia, '66 Mustang, '78 BMW 3.0 Csi, '03 Odyssey. And a million inbetween. Only 2 have been new.

4 Things at Which I'm Good: Conversing, Humor, Cooking, Parenting. Not necessarily in that order.

Just Another Pap Smear Moment

So, yesterday was my annual check up, forced upon me courtesy of the pharmaceutical industry. I like my doctor; she's all about alternative medicine and tries everything natural before whipping out the prescription pad. She also has her office in a converted bungalow which she remodeled with her own two hands. And her gay brother is her receptionist, and the guy is a scream (and totally nonintentional - he just is funny).
But -- pap smears are just Not Fun. Especially when you bring your very active 6 year old with you, WITH the portable DVD player and a current favorite movie. Trouble is, the boy zips through the movie double quick by fast forwarding to his favorite parts. Then he starts exploring. There is a lovely wrap-around porch that he is told by the receptionist brother he may visit. So he strolls around and sings and talks to himself. Then, he notices the exam room windows. So, just in case his mother might be in there, he raps out Shave-and-a-haircut two-bits very nicely, on the window; you know, just friendly like and because he is connected to his mother by ESP and great love. So, in the middle of my pelvic exam, I say to dear Dr. Gloria, who has a young son of her own, "May we pause here, and may I go rap back?" So up I jump, nekkid derriere and all, and give the dum-diddly-ump bump, bump bump right back to him. He yelps "MOMMY!" and all is right with his world.
And I hop back on the table and we get on with the business at hand.
And wouldn't you know, my blood pressure was better than it's been in 15 years.

Yahoo! Photos!

Two boys and a gingerbread house

Ryan receiving 2nd place trophy for his pinewood derby car, cub scouts

Beautiful, yummy Valentine's Day gift from Paula

PopPop's birthday feast

Self portrait, lavender and Blue Dog

Okay, Okay

Bec did it. The Quarterly post. I suppose I could scrape up a post out of the noise from the daily ditherings...

First off, if I would've known kids were so much fun, I truly would have done it so much earlier. The older they get, the more I like them. And my children ARE the best children on the planet. Their newest addiction is Pokemon. I like Pokemon. In fact, I love Pokemon. Ryan is able to communicate fully with any children also interested in Pokemon, which gives him confidence. I could go on and on about feeding addictions to encourage communications, from Thomas the Tank Engine, to Star Wars, to Webkinz, to Pokemon. I have no idea what the next frenzy will be. If you know, please don't tell me.
Winter here has been rather story book - most of the snow is falling in the mountains. We have actually been getting out and enjoying ourselves with all that Colorado has to offer. We took the Ski Train one Sunday. The club car we were in offered breakfast, snacks, drinks and a light supper on the way home! Yo - that's my idea of a train ride!
Ken continues to travel 2 weeks out of every month. Which translates to hiring house cleaners again and also eating out more. Both of which are nice necessities when you single parent for long periods of time. Instead of cleaning, I'm organizing. Well, in theory. I'm actually reading more. But, I have plans to start organizing. And that counts for something. These things have to start in one's head and travel down to the hands.
On the health front, Ryan has been found to be infested with Candida, necessitating a diet change for the entire household. Gone are sugar, vinegar and yeasted food items, which comprises a huge amount of our former daily offerings. Barbeque sauce? GONE. Bread? Of course GONE. Today while the house cleaners are here, we are running a marathon of errands, one of which is to take the entire family trolling down the aisles of Whole Foods to select some new foods. This may not be a fun trip. Finding things without any sugar seems to be the biggest challenge. Ah, the love humans have for the sweet things.
Next post will have photos. Check back quarterly...

True Love: Meet the Newest Appliance

This may be the luckiest find of my life (well, besides my husband and children!).
Gagganau Oven
This oven retails around $5400. So how did we find one for less than a tenth of that price? A high-end appliance repair guy, that's how.

Sears was handling the installation of the dryer part of the stacked LG steam washer/dryer we purchased from them very poorly. The washer was installed when we requested. But the dryer had been in the garage, uninstalled, for almost 6 weeks and life was not good around here. Since the washer can handle a double load of clothing (YES! It's true!), the dryer to go with such a wonderous machine needs to effectively dry the same quantity. Well, my old gas dryer was making a wrinkled mess out of everything, etc. Sears kept insisting that we get a plumber out to do the gas hookup (the line was already there). So I told them they could jolly well come pick up everything; they sold me a set of appliances and we paid for installation and they needed to completely install the appliances! They had to call in their high-end installer, who is under contract with Gagganau, Miele, Bosch, Thermador, etc. and who can do any and all electrical and gas work necessary for the installation. So that's how I met Ed and his workers. Top-drawer - these guys show up with fancy trucks and trailers, with sorted bins of stuff and every possible tool! What a concept! They don't sit around scratching their gonads and grunting; they get right to work.
Turns out that makers of true high-end stuff only allow one, possibly two service calls before they just pull out the pesky unit and put in a brand new one. When Ed opened the trailer to get some tools, I saw a wondrous sight - a beautiful Gagganau oven strapped on a palatte. Seems this Gagganau oven didn't like its probe. It's had every board replaced, so is essentially new internally. The only problem is the probe. Yes, it's got a little dirt on it. But NO scratches, dinks or stains. I've never used an oven probe. I'm happy to roast the old fashioned way and use the instant-read thermometer! And no warranty, of course. So we have a 36" oven that will go under our 36" DCS gas cooktop (also bought at fire sale prices - there is a slight dent in one corner which will more than likely press out when it's installed over granite or silestone - and it's also stainless steel, which I don't like but that's what appliances are more often than not) that is also out in the garage, brand-new and waiting to be installed. And, we have a Vent-A-Hood out there, too. Ed said "I'd be happy to install all these for you when you're ready." He even gas us advice on how to change out the cabinets, and some ideas for the remodel.

Of course, Ed has a story. He has masters degrees in mechanical and electrical engineering, and was a working stiff until he invented and patented a bottle cap process that Coors Brewing and Ball canning and bottling division jointly purchased. So then Not-So-Old Ed didn't need to work anymore. He was still young, so he bought a Scuba Diving shop up in the mountains and he and his wife and kids ran that (still do). But he still wanted to do something, and his wife wanted him out of the house something fierce. He always had a passion for appliances, and when his high-end stuff wasn't installed properly, he offered to help out Miele with their installs. They trained him, and other companies snapped him up, too.

Our double oven unit is going toes up any day. The bottom oven gave up the Ghost months ago. It's a cheap GE Profile unit, and they are awful. The thing spits out steam and boiling water when you cook anything moist in it, and it cooks unevenly. So Ed took the measurements and he and his employee talked. There is a new Thermador triple unit that has a m-wave on top, convection oven in middle and warming drawer underneath that would fit Like A Glove in the GE's spot. Pray that somebody buys one and the installers muck up the installation as they normally do (Ed only comes in as the WolfMan clean up guy, think Harvey Keitel character in Pulp Fiction. He comes in when there's problems) and we miraculously get a Thermador triple unit, barely used, at a 10th of the price.
Thermador Triple Oven
A Girl Can Dream, right?!

Feeding 80/The Hannukah of Birthdays

This could also read 'Feeling 80' at the moment. Because? Last night we fed 80 people. In one and a half hours. And I only have one small saucepan of curry left.
Some background: Our neighborhood features a K-8 school. This year, there are over 1000 kiddos registered and attending. So, a staff of around 80 services the school. It is an English as a Second Language (ESL) specialty school, as our population here is 17% Asian - Engineers imported from China, South Korea, India, Japan and other Pacific Rim countries. We have children who speak NO English in classrooms. Volunteers from the neighborhood, and older students fluent in the language, help out in the classrooms. Anyway, it is a superb school; and after some cage rattling, I am very happy with the level of Special Needs services Ryan is receiving to help with his speech difficulties.
Unfortunately, last year the school had a snafu with District PTA and our school's attempt to set up a 501.c.3 separate from the PTA for fundraising. Why would a school set up another 501.c.3 (tax exempt) fundraising vehicle, you may ask? Because District and National PTA could possibly direct how your very own school can spend the money, that's why. For example, spending the money on salaries for paraprofessionals to assist with teaching and pupil management might not be okay with District. And other spending might be ix-nayed. And why should ANY entity that is not directly affected by decisions be allowed involvement in the decision-making process, we asked. So, we are allowing PTA to die a slow, and now painful, death. We spent all the money in the PTA accounts to drain it down last year. However, PTA directors and school officials could not tell the rest of us what really happened. Our school district Big Cheeses obviously told them to keep mum about it. It meant that disorganization and confusion were rampant in the school. And volunteers were not organized as our former PTA people were and are understandably jaded, and have been unfairly accused of 'having an agenda'. Puhlease.
Last year, the rumor mill started up in rare form. "Teachers are quitting over this PTA fiasco!", "Our students won't get to do the 5th-grade trip (camping for 2 nights and some team-building stuff to prepare them for middle school), and all our Field Trips are at risk!" "National PTA is going to SUE US!"
All not true.
But what that kind of gossip and doomsday predicting can do, in the end, is affect how the community looks on your school. It will eventually start to hurt property values! PEOPLE - THINK!
Some parents are trying very hard to renew school spirit, for lack of a better term. One group has begun a landscape refurbishing that gave the school a pretty astonishing face lift overnight. There are other groups that are going full steam with the new 501.c.3 and other good things. And I offered to do the one thing I can do - I can feed large groups pretty easily.
So, during Parent/Teacher conferences this week and next, the parents are feeding our school staff of 80 lovely, home-cooked meals. Last night I made two kinds of currty, Thai and Indian, and other parents brought all the sides. And they were yummy! Authentic family recipies, eagerly and lovingly prepared for a staff we are lucky to have serving our neighborhood. And I can't wait to tell all the other parents who helped last night that our dinner got a standing ovation from the teachers and staff.

Now, about the Hannukah of Birthdays. My birthday was a week ago. I have always felt "Why celebrate only one day?" I celebrate the entire month of October! Many lunches out, many celebratory walks and trips. It's a beautiful time of year to get out and about with friends. So I use my birthday as an excuse to see my friends.

Some Days

Some days are lovely.
The weather is perfect.
The children are completely self-entertaining and especially sweet.
There is a suitable diversion in which both parents and children thoroughly enjoy themselves.
The food is top drawer. Everything comes out looking like the photo in the cookbook.

Today was such a day.

We spent a good portion of it at a gymnastics birthday party that was infused with autistic children and their parents. Ryan's quirky behavior didn't even register on the radar. The food the parents served was nutritious and beautifully plated. And all the gifts were developmentally correct! Even ours - we have been giving a Klutz toy lately that is usually a hit with the 6-9 set.

But the Very Best part for me was the parents. They understand and agree when I say "Ryan has been the biggest gift of our lives. And a great part of the benefit of having a Ryan is the parents of other special needs kids you meet along the way."

Then tonight we had a Time of it. And I had to remind myself "This is a Gift. This is a Gift. This is a Gift." Ryan needs more processing time. And by 8 at night, I'm all out of patience.

Reading, but not commenting

Really. I am reading all my normal daily visiting places. I'm just too busy to comment. And too tired. Because? Ken and I stayed up until 3:20 a.m. YES - A.M.! watching Pride and Prejudice, a mini series that was 6 hours in length.
Oy.

It's finally happened -

I've officially turned the corner and become a complete Laundry Snob.
We bought the LG Tromm Steam Washer and dryer. And we're going to stack them.
The fellow at the Great Indoors attempted to talk us into the brand new Sears HE steam washer, but no - we know the LG will fit in the space and we already did the research, etc. etc.
This is what becomes possible after one's spouse buys a sports car. Fancier appliances. And I'm fine with that.

First day of School - Photos!

Parker and Ryan in front of Parker's classroom

Parker and his DESK! Loaded up, even!

Ryan first day of Kindergarten

Parker first day of First Grade

The School Boys!