Friday, November 27, 2009

My Baby Boy's Turning Four

Time flies far too fast. I never believed it when my parents told me that as soon as I became an adult the clock would start doing double time, but that's exactly what it's done for the past few years. I turn around and *poof*, it's gone. Unbelievable. My youngest just turned four, and I'm completely in awe of the fact that all of my children have taken a step toward independence. Of course, I just had to go turn on Blues Clues for him, so what do I know!

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

The Television Calls to Me...

So, with a long week in the works I'm finding it almost impossible to stay on track. Why? Because the television's calling my name. Odd for me, since I almost never actually watch tv, but there you have it. Between my newfound obsession with NCIS (Gibbs is amazing) and the fact that I just discovered Castle with Nathan Fillion (Mal, from Firefly) I've spent most of the last week vegging in front of the boob tube.

Yes, it's pathetic. Sue me.

So I have to ask everyone, what's your solution for the weeks when nothing sounds so good as curling up in front of a good movie? When you can't snap your mind back into gear to do the things you know you need to do? When the only thing you want to do is curl up inside someone else's world for a little while and pretend your own doesn't exist?

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Seeing Clearly Now

It's funny how sometimes life just swallows us whole, until we find ourselves sitting in a corner of our mind looking out and wondering how we got there. Then something comes along that opens our eyes, and suddenly we're seeing clearly. Sometimes it's just a moment-a puff of air, a line of music. A lyric in a song. Other times it's a process. And sometimes the moments make the process, paving the way to the future and a new, brighter reality. In that brighter reality we can be anyone we want to be. We're a blank slate, a clear tablet. We're a story that's yet to be written. It's up to us to decide what words we're going to put on the page, and what images we're going to let shape our life.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Parent/Teacher Conferences

I hate parent/teacher conferences. I really do. There's nothing like looking your child's teacher in the eye and hearing about what your kids have been doing in school behind your back. You go through your day blissfully unaware that your kids are out there doing anything but what they're supposed to be doing while they're at school. Yikes.

Anyway, the plague has lifted around here. The kittens are tearing around the house, my kids are enjoying their first of two half days (the reason for the teacher conference-or maybe the conference was the reason for the half day, however you want to look at) and I'm working on getting work caught up before I take Chelsea to ballet. Just another day in paradise.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

And just for the record? Owning cats is awesome! So glad the kids talked us into keeping these kittens. Of course, as I have on currently trying to eat the vacuum cleaner I don't know how much longer they'll be with us! Seriously though, we're really enjoying them-even Sir "I don't want cats" GrumpyPants!

It's My Party and I'll Cry if I Want To...

All right, so just for the record? My birthday didn't wind up completely mired in sucktitude. Yeah, it started off rough-I overslept and we had to run to get the car to the shop. It was a busy day at work, followed by a trip to the vet where I got to hold the kittens down for their first round of shots (talk about the world's worst mommy-you should have been there) before tag teaming and dragging poor Chelsea clear to Geneseo, where we found out she had an ear infection-followed by sitting at Wegman's for over an hour waiting on antibiotics.

Of course, we were waiting for pizza too, which made it a little better. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I can be bought.

The good news is, for everyone that had to listen to me complain yesterday, last night was rockin'. I got home, ate WAY too much pizza. My hubby went out and bought me an apple danish instead of a lame birthday cake, and we had that with some ice cream. I knocked out a little more work, then took a quick 2 mile run (more about that in a minute) before sitting down and gorging myself on Disc 3 of the first season of NCIS.

Gibbs is an ass. Abby's awesome. Tony's a hound dog. Duckey's just-strange. Kate's too sweet for her own good. And I'm totally hooked.

The only downside to yesterday was that we had to cancel our plans to take our first "couple's jog" while the kiddies were in school, since, well, none of them went to school! See, for a few months now I've been training off and on for the annual Turkey Trot, an 8K race that happens in Rochester every year. I was doing really good training through the summer, then I went back to work and it was downhill from there.

With three weeks to go 'til post, however, I'm kicking up the routine. I can do 8 miles at a steady 15 minute mile, which means I should be able to handle five miles without too much pain. It might not be a fast five miles, but I can do it! I've also dropped 5 lbs. in the past couple of weeks, which is just-cool. Yes, I know, when you're training for a race it's not about weight. It's about fitness, and time, and being able to go the distance.

But it still feels good.

Anyway, I'm pulling a night shift tonight so I have to rock and roll. The price I pay for spending the morning running errands. Have a good night everyone!

Monday, November 2, 2009

Just another manic Monday! I really hate trying to get myself up and running in the morning. It kind of makes me wish they'd draft me in for a beta of that Gizmo closure I was talking about just for the added convenience of having an excuse to slurp massive quantities of well mixed coffee!

I'm just complaining. All three kids have the flu. We had to cancel Halloween. (More or less-I still got some great pictures though!) And now it's Monday, and they're still home sick. It's my birthday, and I get to spend it taking the car to the shop, the kid to the doctor, the cats to the vet and my computer to the nearest FedEx location to send it back to HP to stop that annoying little flicking thing. No flowers. No cake.

Can I just fast forward through 27 and get to the good stuff?