Friday, April 27, 2007
Squeezing out every drop of goodness
I thought I'd lighten up today, which works well since I have an hour to do a post, shower and be ready for my ride to pick me up. I hate to think anyone out there has the impression my life is heavy duty all the time. Generally it's silly, or fun, or ordinary. Just like yours.
Most readers who drag themselves through what I put out here also read my daughter, Sarah's stuff. If so, then they know I'm in Texas, and have gone through a guargantuan gastro-guacamole gut-turning event. Having moved on from that delightful experience, I thought I'd tell you what we're up to, and what's coming up.
Last night I went out to dinner with daughter #2, Leslie. We had GUACAMOLE. I did stare at it on the menu, hesitating for a moment. I also considered the fact the lights were dimmed, and there was nobody at our table under 25. Leslie had hired a sitter and we went to On the Border for margaritas, tex-mex and girl talk. The latter was the best, and lasted til long after the sitter had gone home, and we should have gone to bed. We solved all the problems of life, or at least considered options in doing so. She has a baby and teaches 5th and 6th graders, so adult conversation is a treat for her. Especially if the other adult is a female.
We're here in Texas, celebrating a birthday for Miss Addison, and hanging out with the family. That generally means messes, noise, filling gas tanks and eating tex-mex every other day (gas in, gas out). Today all the men over age 6 are on the lake with a fishing guide. Don sprung for the fishing trip, and the other men provided the cabin overnight. They should be back this evening with lots of fileted stryper. Today is all about getting ready for The Party, so Sarah's driving across the metro-plex to pick me up shortly, then we have a day full of to-do's and errands. Tonight we're taking our son, Dan and daughter-in-love, Janae out to dinner to celebrate her recent promotion. Tomorrow all 12 of us are headed to a patch of ground covered in bluebonnets, for a family photo shoot, and yes, actually the men are all VERY excited. You know how men love to dress to match. Then church with all of us together tomorrow night at my very favorite church to hang out at. The worship is fabulous (thanks, in large part, to our son-in-love Chris), and the coffee shop ain't bad either. Sunday is all about barbeque and birthdays, and pink is the color of choice as Addison celebrates being the big One. Monday night we'll all head to Sarah and Chris' for a classy cookout in their backyard with a fry daddy, smelling up the neighborhood frying the fish the men caught, and Sarah's grits, beans and corn on the cob. Everybody's even bringing their dog just to make it a little bit more crazy and/or annoying to the neighbors. Tuesday it's back to real life, but we're not dwelling on that right now.
Right now it's all about family, being all together in one place for the last time in awhile, and soaking up every single crazy minute.
I told Leslie last night, my goal for family vacation is not that it's reasonably priced, or restful, or relaxing. As long as we're all loving on each other, that's good enough for me. She said, "way to keep the expectations low Mom." Quite the contrary, I think I set them very high. Grab every single minute, be completely in it, and squeeze every single drop of goodness out of it I can. Going home a bit broke, tired, and the good kind of worn out - that's the stuff life is made up of. Or should be.
And if life wasn't good enough already, I woke up this morning, went online, and saw that Rob got a job! Hallelujah! My mom got a job. Hallelujah! I have one more day of my "job" in the bookstore. Hallelujah!
Most readers who drag themselves through what I put out here also read my daughter, Sarah's stuff. If so, then they know I'm in Texas, and have gone through a guargantuan gastro-guacamole gut-turning event. Having moved on from that delightful experience, I thought I'd tell you what we're up to, and what's coming up.
Last night I went out to dinner with daughter #2, Leslie. We had GUACAMOLE. I did stare at it on the menu, hesitating for a moment. I also considered the fact the lights were dimmed, and there was nobody at our table under 25. Leslie had hired a sitter and we went to On the Border for margaritas, tex-mex and girl talk. The latter was the best, and lasted til long after the sitter had gone home, and we should have gone to bed. We solved all the problems of life, or at least considered options in doing so. She has a baby and teaches 5th and 6th graders, so adult conversation is a treat for her. Especially if the other adult is a female.
We're here in Texas, celebrating a birthday for Miss Addison, and hanging out with the family. That generally means messes, noise, filling gas tanks and eating tex-mex every other day (gas in, gas out). Today all the men over age 6 are on the lake with a fishing guide. Don sprung for the fishing trip, and the other men provided the cabin overnight. They should be back this evening with lots of fileted stryper. Today is all about getting ready for The Party, so Sarah's driving across the metro-plex to pick me up shortly, then we have a day full of to-do's and errands. Tonight we're taking our son, Dan and daughter-in-love, Janae out to dinner to celebrate her recent promotion. Tomorrow all 12 of us are headed to a patch of ground covered in bluebonnets, for a family photo shoot, and yes, actually the men are all VERY excited. You know how men love to dress to match. Then church with all of us together tomorrow night at my very favorite church to hang out at. The worship is fabulous (thanks, in large part, to our son-in-love Chris), and the coffee shop ain't bad either. Sunday is all about barbeque and birthdays, and pink is the color of choice as Addison celebrates being the big One. Monday night we'll all head to Sarah and Chris' for a classy cookout in their backyard with a fry daddy, smelling up the neighborhood frying the fish the men caught, and Sarah's grits, beans and corn on the cob. Everybody's even bringing their dog just to make it a little bit more crazy and/or annoying to the neighbors. Tuesday it's back to real life, but we're not dwelling on that right now.
Right now it's all about family, being all together in one place for the last time in awhile, and soaking up every single crazy minute.
I told Leslie last night, my goal for family vacation is not that it's reasonably priced, or restful, or relaxing. As long as we're all loving on each other, that's good enough for me. She said, "way to keep the expectations low Mom." Quite the contrary, I think I set them very high. Grab every single minute, be completely in it, and squeeze every single drop of goodness out of it I can. Going home a bit broke, tired, and the good kind of worn out - that's the stuff life is made up of. Or should be.
And if life wasn't good enough already, I woke up this morning, went online, and saw that Rob got a job! Hallelujah! My mom got a job. Hallelujah! I have one more day of my "job" in the bookstore. Hallelujah!
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