Day by Day

It has been one hot and humid summer....finally....today.....for the first time in weeks, we have a thunder, lightning, full rain storm, which has occurred throughout most of the day.  As the thunder rumbles outside, I said to Keera, "I love a good storm Keera."  She said, "Yeah, but people can get hurt in a storm like this."  I told her that is true, but if we stay inside we can be safe and that God made nature to be what it is...there is no fighting it, you might as well enjoy it.  Now, as I thought this, I realized that maybe I have my answers to sparkliness (a few entries earlier).  I am in the middle of multiple storms in life right now and there is no fighting them.....I guess a rainbow is bound to pop out eventually.

Brendan works for the local movie theatre.  He had 37 hours last week (a little bit more than I think is good).  He came home upset one night about some things that had happened that day.  One of them was the following: An autistic child came up to the concession stand with like 1.20 in hand to buy something, but that was not enough to buy anything and the owner wouldn't take it.  Brendan kept saying...."He was autistic....who cares if he didn't quite have enough money?  All they want to do is make money."  This was truly a teachable moment.  First of all I was proud of him for having that attitude about it....basically people who are disadvantaged in life should be allowed to get a break once in awhile.  Second of all it was a great way to tell him that when he considers the career he wants to go into in the next few years, he should remember that some people are simply about making money and that is okay for them, but he may not want to...

We were driving the other day and Keera said she doesn't like the letter Q.  I asked why and her answer was that it is just an O trying to be fancy with it's squiggly line coming out of it.  Interesting....

I was walking the other day and I realized that I just don't have the "sparkliness" (my own created word) that I used to have.  I think the last year and a half have really done a job on my resiliance factor.  Dad gave me an article on resiliance one day and he said he truly thinks I have it.  Well, I think it is wearing on me.  Given my physical situations since a few months after turning 40, my emotional state from the whole work situation and outcome/fall out for the last year and working around living on one income (ups and downs to that), I feel like I have nothing left to give.  I don't know the solution.  Things have always poured down on Bob and I since we began marriage almost 20 years ago-good and bad.  We have always bounced back from the bad and then had the joy of the good, but lately it just doesn't seem to get good.  I try really hard to see the good in the bad; for example, although we have lived on one and a little under a ...

Here I sit, after waking up at 3 a.m., so I might as well blog.....you ask me why I am up at 3 a.m. - one word - teenagers. At 3 a.m. I woke up to Bob looking out our bedroom window.  Of course I inquired as to why he was looking out our bedroom window at 3 a.m. and his answer was because Brendan and his three friends, who were sleeping over (above the garage-in the fort) were sitting on the bench in the little grassy, veteran park area, across the street. We called Brendan on the cell phone (which we provide for him, without fee-may rethink that one now that he is working 30+ hours in the summer) and of course he did not answer.  Why, I ask myself, do I (and I have heard other parents complain about this) provide my child with the technology to be able to reach him and check on him at a moments notice when he does not answer the technology I provide for that....hhmmm.....aggravation two after aggravation one of being up at 3 a.m. because my almost 17 year old son is ...

I had to run an errand at Staples this morning and I didn't feel like bringing Keera, so I told her she could stay home.  She begged me to go....the whole "I promise I will do whatever you ask.", etc.  I still said no.  She asked Bob for a pen and paper and then drew a heart an X through it.  She gave it to me.  I don't know why, but it cracked me up. There was no tantrum, just her communicating with me through pen and paper that she was upset.  Okay-I took her....she was so darn cute about it!

For the first time ever, Brendan and Connor played against each other in baseball today.  Brendan is on the all star Senior team and Connor is on the all star Junior team and they played a scrimmage today....no good could come of this.  What makes me laugh is that they are both good ball players, but in every other respect they have just about nothing in common.  Right down to the way they dress for baseball.  Brendan wears his baseball pants the traditional way (up to his knees with long blue socks) and Connor wears his baseball pants hooked to the bottom of his cleats like a lot of the major league ball  players today. Brendan is playing left field and Connor comes up to bat.  Connor hits a fly ball to left field, but it is one of those short ones that tend to drop in.  The third baseman can't get to it....the short stop could not get to it and Brendan had a slow start to getting to it.  It looks like it will drop in and Connor will be safe wh...

Here it is....Bob's creation.....it took him two weeks to do this.  Anyone who knows Bob knows that he didn't just slap it down....he did everything perrrrfectly.