It's a rainy day and school starts tomorrow for my three high-school age boys. College-age son heads back to school on Sunday and my little guy starts 8th grade next Monday. So summer is coming to an end -- camp, summer jobs, sleeping in late, watching too many reruns of "Simpsons" -- nearly over.
As much as I'm looking forward to getting everyone back on some sort of routine, it's a bummer. Right now, as I work in my office, I can hear three of my guys laughing together in the kitchen. It's a sweet sound. One guy is in the basement, yelling at a video game. The others are out and about until it's time to be fed again -- yes, we go through a LOT of food.
Somehow, they all got another year older. Mind-boggling.
So, for one more summer day, choose happy.
A regular peek into my life as a step-parent, parent, wife, daughter, friend and aspiring writer.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
And ... She's Back
Hello out there. It's been a few weeks. Lots of frantic family matters that needed attending to immediately after the big high school reunion. Happily, nothing life-threatening and things are falling back into place.
The reunion: I was definitely questioning why I was even going, but I'm glad that I did. It was really wonderful to see people from way back, although in retrospect, the night was a little like speed-dating: Hi. How are you? Where do you live? Married? Kids? Work? You look great. Take care. Everyone looked great and seemed happy. But then again, would the folks who don't look so great and aren't so happy going to come to a reunion? Hmmmm.
More transitions in the air as my oldest gets ready to go back to college (waah) and the other boys prepare for school. I like the normalcy of routine.
In a funky mood the past few days for a number of reasons. More to come on that....
Until then, try to choose happy. I will, too.
The reunion: I was definitely questioning why I was even going, but I'm glad that I did. It was really wonderful to see people from way back, although in retrospect, the night was a little like speed-dating: Hi. How are you? Where do you live? Married? Kids? Work? You look great. Take care. Everyone looked great and seemed happy. But then again, would the folks who don't look so great and aren't so happy going to come to a reunion? Hmmmm.
More transitions in the air as my oldest gets ready to go back to college (waah) and the other boys prepare for school. I like the normalcy of routine.
In a funky mood the past few days for a number of reasons. More to come on that....
Until then, try to choose happy. I will, too.
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