Well, things are definitely back to normal around here. Kale started school again and Keith is back from a 5 day long meeting. Yea!! Days and weeks before his meeting we don't really think about it. Then it's the night before and we're all...shit. Then we pray and think good thoughts that he makes it there, and back, safely. 'Cause at this point that is all that matters. We say our goodbyes and then we're off. And, seriously, I can't even stop to think about it. I just jump in and keep swimming and before you know it he's back and everything is back to normal. Phew!
The days Keith was out of town, my Mom and my brother went out of their way to keep me company. It seems they were there every time I turned around offering relief or a good laugh. I feel so blessed to have them so close to me. Really, I don't know what I'd do. We had dinner together every night. My brother traveled with me to pick up my Grandmother for the weekend on Friday, visiting our favorite BBQ place along the way. (Oh, peanut brittle you are so naughty. So, so naughty.) And, whenever my Grandmother is in town, there's sure to be some kind of party. She has an entourage! Everyone wants to come and see her while she's in H-town, she's our living Elvis. But, that's exactly what me and the kids need when KD is out of town. Saturday night, Melissa, Justin and Nathan spent the night and we stayed up late playing Scrabble (which I totally need to practice, but when your brother scores 87 points in on one word on the second round, you might just throw in the towel and hope you can drink your way to victory, too). Before my Grandmother went to bed that night, we needed to discuss sleeping arrangements. So, I asked..."Momo, do you think you could sleep in my bed tonight?" She says "Why? You scared?" Man, she's hardcore! Nathan and Melissa needed to sleep in the guest room is all. Geez.
As the sun came up, 5 measley hours from when I laid my head down, and Mack made it known that someone needed to pick his arse up from his dungeon pronto, my Grandmother rolls over. "You know what?" she says quietly. Sleepily I say "What?". "You snore. And, this comforter is so heavy I don't know how you sleep with it. I can barely move!". Good morning to you, too. Senior citizens are F-U-N. If you know my Grandmother, you know how hilarious she is. This cracks me up everytime I tell it. A special thanks to my family for making my life a richer, more happier place. I couldn't do it without them.
So many things have been going on. Just life, really. But, when life is happening there's not much time for anything else, like...blogging. Here's to a new year and to new year resolutions. I don't really make new years resolutions, but I've changed ways we do business 'round these parts and feel the need to share...
Numero Uno: I've cancelled all paper bills and therefore only get my bills delivered online. It is so worth it. Do you know how little mail I get now?!?! GLORIOUS!!!!
Numero Dos: We've joined the YMCA and now, look forward to working out. It is amazing to drop the kids off and then workout for an hour blasting my Ipod. Whoever thought of this concept really knew what they were doing! GENIUS!!!
Numero Tres: I've relocated my laptop to our bedroom. Of course this meant doing a mini makeover to our current "study"/guest bedroom and the master bedroom. Now, Keith and I have our own work spaces, respectively. The reason behind it was I found myself too distracted having my laptop in the kitchen. Sitting there. Calling out to me. Look at me! Look at me! Here I am! Don't you want to see what kind of sale ______ is having? Didn't you need to look up ________ for ________. Don't you want to see what's going on with _______? It just got too easy and too time consuming for me. I didn't have the discipline to not hop on and just fart around for a few minutes. I felt like it was pulling me away from the kids when I should be engaged. So, now that's in my room, hopping on is not so habitual anymore. I go to my room, the kids come with, I do what I need to do (pay bills, answer an email) and I'm done. It's much more refreshing.
What we've been up to:
Despite his clear hatred for a gazillion butterflies fluttering around his cranium (i.e. butterfly exhibit). Kale's favorite thing to do is re-enacting scenes of Bear Grylls, from Man vs. Wild, eating bugs. Notice the red shirt on his head. The shirt represents the piss laden shirt that Bear Grylls placed on his head to help him survive the desert heat. I would've put my foot down had Kale asked to pee on his shirt...maybe.
Kale's world is being taken over by Transformers right now. The main character's car in the movie, called Bumblebee, is like so awesome. We spotted a car like it at the museum. Kale couldn't. stop. touching. it. It's like his "Jesus".
In Mack's world, this is his big to-do for 2009. Some hope to run marathons, finish a project, or give to charity more, not Mack. He just hopes his family is smart enough to have these on hand at the ready. Anyplace, anytime...for this is what makes him happy...anyplace, anytime. I realize how bad this is for his teeth *shudder*. I'm pretty sure he'll outgrow it, though. You got dumped right before you're Jr Prom, oh honey, here's a dum-dum, my sweet boy. All better? Excuse me?! Where'd' you tell me to put that dum-dum? If only it were that easy.
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