Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Peace. Love. Joy. 2010.

A year in  So much amazing stuff has happened this year and I am only the person I am today because of the network of love and support from friends and family.  Let's hit some highlights...

~Um, yeah....I had another C-section last December and gave birth to the (second) light of my life...
Evan Reed Thomas Anderson....boy extraordinare..

~Lauren broke free from the "I'm addicted and attached to my mom" thing...whew!  How nice is it to go out now and leave her with a babysitter and she could care less?  Or she's dying to go to pre-school?

~I've gainfully employed a lovely girl in the neighborhood that I can count on to watch my children.  THIS IS BIG PEOPLE.  I owe my sister Tracy props for her "get a grip and get a sitter to get a life again" speech.

~We survived the depression....we have enough money to pay the bills, send Lauren to pre-school and still shop at Target and take the occassional mini-trip or plane ride to Sissy's house.  I realize how hard and SUCKY it has been for people this year.  I acknowledge my good fortune in so many ways.  I also thank the good  lord for being able to stay at home with the red head and boy extraordinare.  I might be crazier for it, but I know (like, KNOW in the pit of my stomach and heart, I will NEVER regret these precious moments and opportunity)  I can always get another job.  That's what I said when I quit my job 2 weeks after returning from maternity leave. 

~I made a bunch of money selling a bunch of stuff on Craigslist and called it my "business."  I mostly sold all my baby stuff and that is closed!  (moose out front shoulda told you)  No more babies here.  I'm old and need to go to Napa and celebrate being 40 in two more years sans the breast pump.

~I realized that time might heal some of the pain of losing someone but the occassional crying jag will still happen.  It's just life.

~I committed to a great work-out program prior to my 20th Class reunion in July, kicked ass, felt great, fell off the wagon and got back on again.  I feel much more powerful and energetic when I just get off of it and get on it!  I'm currently obsessed with Jillian Michaels Biggest Loser DVD series of RIDIC KICK YOUR ASS work-outs.  30 mins.  in and out. and done. thank you! 

~OH, what else?  I'm ready for bed and love you all!!!!!!!!

May you realize that the life you have RIGHT now is the most perfect life you will ever live!  Resolutions......please!  Life in the moment.....try to do what is right and good....teach your kids to be good human beings and laugh everyday.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas....


Christmas isn't Christmas without it....

"Each man's life touches so many other lives.  If he wasn't around, it would leave an awful hole."  -Clarence

I'm not sure when it became a holiday tradition, but it's these kind of little things that make the holidays fun.  And also knowing that the traditions I create with my children today will be carried on (in some fashion) long after I'm gone.  Very cool!

And we can't forget.....Can you see the silly lamp?  I just remembered I have "A Christmas Story" on DVD!  What a better time than a cozy snow day inside to indoctrinate the red head??? 

Enjoy the traditions you share with your family and start a new one this season : )

Monday, December 21, 2009

Jolly Jibberish...

Yep, it's still me with nothing to say but fourty-thousand ideas all trying to be first in line.  What is so funny is that the iTunes just started playing..."Restless" by Gordon Lightfoot.  HA!  It's the universe ONCE AGAIN trying to tell me something.  And someday I'll understand!

The iTunes started shuffling after the red head came into the office to "have a dance party" and listen to "All the Single Ladies" by Beyonce but got mad and walked out because I wouldn't play it loud enough for her 4-year old taste.  Excuse me!  Your brother is sleeping.

The cards have been mailed, the gifts wrapped, several parties attended, many drinks of cheer had, and I don't bake (thank goodness) so that isn't even on my list.

I find myself enjoying all the really little stuff and feeling I could do without the big stuff.  The in-law family party on Saturday night went something like this:  I'm Wil. E. Coyote in a dust-storm....toss in a couple of kids (one teething and crabby and up WAY too late) an appearance by Santa and a bunch of gifts and wrapping paper and no idea who they are from.....holding crabby kid, staving off melt-down from 4 year old, many drinks..............and WHEW...........we got home and I just wanted to curl up in a ball in the corner and forget the whole thing ever happened.

People who don't have kids should not be allowed to plan parties and invite people with kids!!!!!!!!!!!  This time of year can bring out the best and worst in all of us and so far I've been able to manufacture the inspirado of niceness.  Sure, you go ahead in this really long line.  Sure, you can come into this lane of traffic.  Sure, I'll donate some change to your red bucket.  Sure, I'll give you a smile.  Because it's all we've got people!  If we can't be nice we can't be anything at all.  Even in the stressful times.  If it isn't about you then it works!  It's what makes the world go 'round.

Side bar:  I'm obsessed with making brussel sprouts.  Pan-roasted with olive oil....get them nice and brown and toss in some butter, chili flake, and end with a drizzle of honey.  My own concoction.  I never thought I liked brussel sprouts until this came my way.  To die for!  If you think they are bitter or gross.........try these.

All the best to you and yours this holiday season.  Whatever you celebrate, do it with love and laughter.  I've got big plans for 2010.  No "resolutions".......just reality and a splash of cool mom finds her groove!  : )

Friday, December 4, 2009

Through the fog, or looking glass...or whatever...

Yes, it's been like FOREVER since my last post.  I log on and sit here and look at the page and think about all the things I could write about or should write about.  I'm in a funk.  It's like when you go into a really great furniture store and get the itch to redecorate your entire house....It's like, can I stop reading other people's books and write my own????  Can I stay off of and just get down to writing my own blog?  I write stuff here that is just as good and relevant, I'm just not getting paid $40,000 in ad revenue.  (and look, I love Heather Armstrong, I'm just sayin'.......she got in when the gettin' was good and blogs were new and cool and now we are just SAT-U-RATED people!)

So, things are good.  Holidays have hit.  Lauren turned 4.  F-O-U-R ....four, four, four!  (Flashback to 4th quarter at the high school football games when the cheerleaders would rally us up and hold up four fingers and yell it out)  I have this itchy little itch......I'm getting older.  I'm getting restless.  I want to do something.  WHAT?  I have ideas all over the place.  I need another drink.  There was Thanksgiving and decorating the tree and Macy's parade.  Now my son turns ONE next week and I'm like...........huh?  Where in the hizzel did that year go?  And it's just going faster and faster and I'm not one of those people to let life pass me by without ENGAGING. 

Yes, I see and feel and relish the day, the beauty, the love, the joy-filled bucket of chicken that is my life.  I adore it.  But I have never, EVER been able (thus far) to quench this little itch inside that speaks to me of greatness, of possibility.  Perhaps that is the purpose of my life.  Still, we life in this NOW society and I admit I have that disease as well.  SEARCHING. SEEKING.  BEING.

I love that when I call my friend Janet she listens to me blah blah blah about all this and then says..."Yes, but you need to be okay with where you are at, cuz it's really great."  And then I'm okay for awhile.  Working out helps.  Maybe some Xanax would help too...(ha ha) 

So this is what I have for you right now folks:  Twilight series has been read.  Done.  Whew, thank goodness.  It was good fun.  Movies were a little disappointing but I need to see them again.  So, per my usual post-reading a really engaging book funk, I have landed on something that speaks to me.  Loving Frank by Nancy Horan.  New York Times Bestseller.....Frank Lloyd Wright....Oak Park, affair....complicated.  1900's. 

Off to bed with this read.  I'm 108 pages in. 

I feel better already.