How interesting that some days you just need to cry. You know what I mean? Brush teeth, shower, cry, eat lunch, etc. You actually realize that a good cry will help things. Everything is always brighter with Claire...she is so funny and sweet and tender. So, that helped. But then we met our good friends Melissa and Avery for some good Mexican food and girl talk and that made things all the better. Thanks Mel and Avery! Off to watch some "So You Think You Can Dance"!!
k
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Sunday Drive
Dear Friends,
I just walked in the door from what was intended to be a nice and cheap family outing. Now, I must blog about it in order not to cry at the humanity of it all. As previously discussed, Daniel and I are trying to live off of mostly nothing to get some stupid stuff paid off. We have been locked in the house since yesterday as we all have a cold and don't want to expose anyone else. But, we were feeling a little cabin fever and thought we would go out for ice cream. This is cheap, right?
$7.89 to be exact for a large fry, large Diet Coke, small Frosty and medium Frosty. We pulled into a parking space and Daniel crawled in the back to share with Claire. She is a Smyth and we love our french fries and frosties! We are enjoying the moment of bottled air, but the beauty of a dreary day. Finally, I decided I wanted to head on home. We were at the Wendy's on Louetta and for any of you who live near...this is a big mess with them working on the road and intersection. I should have known.
I waited for an open space, to turn right. I was EVEN TURNING RIGHT! When I actually needed to go left in order to avoid the drama of turning left without a light. I waited for a large opening and pulled out. About five seconds later, and it was a long five seconds...I see a large SUV coming close to slamming into the back of me as her horn was blaring.
I was sure I had given myself plenty of room. I was sure that there were two lanes. Daniel says I was in the "right". But, honestly...that was beside the point.
As the SUV swerves into the left lane...horn still blaring...I turn and look. A harsh-looking woman in the driver's seat is leaning over the man in the passenger seat and I hear her scream through my closed window..."F$#@ing Idiot!!!" with her middle finger proudly unrolled with a fierceness at the end of her arm that I have never seen. Claire was still enjoying her Frosty in the backseat.
My afternoon outing with my family took a very sad turn. Something like that really gets to me. I try to quiet my mind and tell myself that maybe she was having a bad day. Maybe she is a bad person. Maybe she will get what's coming to her. Daniel and I talked about the fact that this would be a "teaching" moment if Claire had been older.
At what point do we get that angry? Even if I pulled out in front her... At what point is it ok for us to completely denigrate our fellow man. It makes me sad in that moment...what world have I brought my daughter into? I know there is good...I have so many friends and family that prove that to me everyday. But, what if that disappointment of a woman was Claire's teacher or coach someday? I hope that she realized what she did was wrong. But, somehow I think not. I'm better now.
I got it out. God grant me the strength to finish the evening off joyfully.
k
I just walked in the door from what was intended to be a nice and cheap family outing. Now, I must blog about it in order not to cry at the humanity of it all. As previously discussed, Daniel and I are trying to live off of mostly nothing to get some stupid stuff paid off. We have been locked in the house since yesterday as we all have a cold and don't want to expose anyone else. But, we were feeling a little cabin fever and thought we would go out for ice cream. This is cheap, right?
$7.89 to be exact for a large fry, large Diet Coke, small Frosty and medium Frosty. We pulled into a parking space and Daniel crawled in the back to share with Claire. She is a Smyth and we love our french fries and frosties! We are enjoying the moment of bottled air, but the beauty of a dreary day. Finally, I decided I wanted to head on home. We were at the Wendy's on Louetta and for any of you who live near...this is a big mess with them working on the road and intersection. I should have known.
I waited for an open space, to turn right. I was EVEN TURNING RIGHT! When I actually needed to go left in order to avoid the drama of turning left without a light. I waited for a large opening and pulled out. About five seconds later, and it was a long five seconds...I see a large SUV coming close to slamming into the back of me as her horn was blaring.
I was sure I had given myself plenty of room. I was sure that there were two lanes. Daniel says I was in the "right". But, honestly...that was beside the point.
As the SUV swerves into the left lane...horn still blaring...I turn and look. A harsh-looking woman in the driver's seat is leaning over the man in the passenger seat and I hear her scream through my closed window..."F$#@ing Idiot!!!" with her middle finger proudly unrolled with a fierceness at the end of her arm that I have never seen. Claire was still enjoying her Frosty in the backseat.
My afternoon outing with my family took a very sad turn. Something like that really gets to me. I try to quiet my mind and tell myself that maybe she was having a bad day. Maybe she is a bad person. Maybe she will get what's coming to her. Daniel and I talked about the fact that this would be a "teaching" moment if Claire had been older.
At what point do we get that angry? Even if I pulled out in front her... At what point is it ok for us to completely denigrate our fellow man. It makes me sad in that moment...what world have I brought my daughter into? I know there is good...I have so many friends and family that prove that to me everyday. But, what if that disappointment of a woman was Claire's teacher or coach someday? I hope that she realized what she did was wrong. But, somehow I think not. I'm better now.
I got it out. God grant me the strength to finish the evening off joyfully.
k
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Bin of Doom
I wonder how many of you have some piece of furniture, tub, treadmill that you refer to in your home as "______ of doom"? This place offers a safe haven to any and all collections of stuff that we have yet to find a place for or are too lazy to put it there. We have "bins of doom" in my home. I feel like it is a step up from using the treadmill as the dungeon because then there is at least the perception that I actually use the treadmill for some sort of exercise. That perception is lost when you see the thick layer of dust and dog hair that covers it.
Well, this afternoon I felt called to begin the task of disseminating the junk that has piled up in the bin of doom on the chair in my room. This certain bin of doom has been eating up the "lost" for approximately six months. I had pretty much decided to throw a lampshade on top and call it decoration. Anyway, I told Daniel yesterday that September was going to be "organization" month for us. Surprisingly, I began the task today around 4:30pm at Claire's "witching hour", but it worked out well since she helped me empty the bin of its prisoners.
Thusly...(not sure if I used that correctly) I have finished 98% of the job of finding homes for the wayward inhabitants of our bin of doom. Daniel got home tonight and gladly decided to help me make labels for files that needed to be created. I have attached a picture of his dutiful work. I feel jazzed that this large task is down to about a 45 minute closer project tomorrow. Weird how that is.
k
Today
So, Claire went down for a nap...I now can write. She goes to MDO for the second time today and I am diligently contemplating how I'm going to spend my time while she is gone. I feel the need to keep busy because I'm still not entirely comfortable without her for so long. So, my options thus far are to lay around the house, sew, run errands, or go to lunch and a movie with my Mom. The last idea sounds the best to me, but that would require moo-lah! Daniel and I have put ourselves on a very strict budget to pay some stuff off, so I'm down to $4 "fun" money, but I have some things to return at Jo-Ann's for approximately $15 which would cover the movie. Or so I justify... But, the idea of napping, watching my DVR shows or even reading sounds remarkably pleasant as well.
My problem is that each moment is precious...this seems to be a constant theme these days with me. So, laying around sleeping is fabulous, but what if that is precious time I could be spending with my Mom? I can sleep when I'm dead...right? Or, quite practically...I should be sleeping right now instead of blogging. Unfortunately, I love to write and had hoped to write everyday. Not happening. I guess I need to stop worrying about how I will spend my time and just spend it. I hope all of you readers out there (like all 4 of you ;-) have a wonderful day and don't waste your time worrying or planning too much. Just get out there and live life...I mean...I can get 3 bean burritos at Taco Bell for $4!
k
My problem is that each moment is precious...this seems to be a constant theme these days with me. So, laying around sleeping is fabulous, but what if that is precious time I could be spending with my Mom? I can sleep when I'm dead...right? Or, quite practically...I should be sleeping right now instead of blogging. Unfortunately, I love to write and had hoped to write everyday. Not happening. I guess I need to stop worrying about how I will spend my time and just spend it. I hope all of you readers out there (like all 4 of you ;-) have a wonderful day and don't waste your time worrying or planning too much. Just get out there and live life...I mean...I can get 3 bean burritos at Taco Bell for $4!
k
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