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Thursday, May 29, 2014

Tick tock and it all changes

It amazes me how quickly things change.  Growing up, my kids didn't know who was older.  There was one minute between them - it's not like one is significantly older than the other.  We had a system - A and M days.  On A days, A would sit in the seat behind the driver (the one where they could still see things in the rear view mirror), push the grocery cart, whatever the thing was they tended to fight over - and it was the day she was oldest.  The next day it was M's turn.  It worked out nicely.

Until we met the bitchy cashier in Target.  I still don't like her.

She asked all the usual questions:  Are you twins?  Are you fraternal?  Do you think the same thoughts?  And then there was the kicker:  Who's oldest?  We don't tell them that.  Well, that's stupid.  It's obvious who's older.  It's HER! (pointing to A).  Bitch!

This started us down the bad road.  They wanted to know the truth.  I called their dad and conferred and we decided enough was enough.  So I told them.  And it all changed.

A suddenly got a huge head.  And M turned into the "little sister".  A bossed her around and M took it (until it got to be too much and then she clocked A back into common sense).  The damage was done.  They took the older/younger sister roles to heart.  I was so annoyed.

Now, fast forward about 8 years.  The countdown was on.  They were ending their 12th year and about to be teenagers.  They weren't excited about this.  They discussed remaining 12 (with a year of experience!).  Being a teenager wasn't positive - this baffled me.  When I was 13, I counting the days until my 16th birthday when I could drive.  I was thinking about moving out.  I was thinking of all sorts of stuff.  Not my kids.  Nope.
 
Then it happened.  They turned 13.  And the very next day they became cranky teenagers.  They were moody and rolled their eyes at me and each other.  What happened?  They were nice a few days ago!  How did this happen!

There has to be an antidote for this, right?  Someone? Anyone?

I am dreading 16.  Seriously.

Monday, May 19, 2014

What the duck?

A friend of mine posted a picture of a large (as in huge) rubber duck that was visiting the harbor in Hong Kong a while ago.  I knew I wanted to see it.

When it made its appearance in the US, I knew I had to see it.  It went to Pittsburgh but apparently no one felt the need to tell me about it. But when I saw a news report saying it would be in Norfolk, I knew I needed to visit.

Andrew and I made the trek to visit the biggest duck I've ever seen.  Now, anyone who knows me know that ducks are sacred in my world.  I wouldn't eat one and I go out of my way to go see them when I can.  This is the happiest duck I've ever seen.  And I've never seen a duck make others so happy.  It's that odd.


I love the reflection of the duck in the water.  He's just so happy!


The duck knows how to photobomb.

Peek-a-boo duck.


Squish Your Head duck.

It was such a perfect weekend.  All the things I really enjoy were crammed into about 36 hours.  We took a paddle boat water ferry from Portsmouth to Norfolk.  Standing on the top deck, watching the ships in the dry docks - it was perfect.  And then to take the boat back in the evening, under fireworks (another favorite thing in my world) - it doesn't get better than that.

I'd never been to Norfolk before but I can't wait to go again.  There was so much to see!  There are mermaids all around (much like Silver Spring's penguins or College Park's terrapins).  There was a pagoda - with jumping fish!  We had an amazing dinner in an old church.  Such a beautiful place!

The sculptures outside the Chrysler Museum - a seriously cool place!




I can't wait to go back!


Friday, May 2, 2014

Good News Friday 5/2/14

My mother taught me to "act as if".  It used to make me nuts.  Sometimes I'm in a pissy mood or just know I can't do something or whatever.  Those are the times, my mother said, to act as if.  Act as if it's all okay.   Act as if I can do (whatever it is).  Act as if.

So this week has pretty much sucked.  Nothing life changing (mostly) but sucky nonetheless.  So I'm going to act as if it's been a really good week.  I'm going to act as if this was a great day, which it was not.

1.  My girls got their Silver Award through Girl Scouts.  This is a real thing, not an act-as-if thing.  It was great to hear the opportunities that await my girls as they progress through scouts.  And it got me into a church for the first time in a long time.  The pew didn't sizzle.  That's a good thing.


My girls and their awesome troop leader.


2.  I like my saw on a stick.  Oh, that's right, I've been corrected.  It's a pole saw.  After a few mishaps, I got the hang of it and there are now a lot less branches hanging over my back yard.  This is good.  Add to that the azalea I got from freecycle (complete with worms) and maybe my back yard will be useable.  I guess I should do something with the skull I found back there.

3.  Reaching for something here.....reaching......I got a few new clients.  And two conferences that used my company in the past are back for their third time with me. That's a plus.

4.  I had a good date night seeing Eddie Izzard with the bf.  That was fun.  I'm using that to make me feel better about being alone on my 3rd anniversary with said bf.

5.  Oh!  I had someone do something really, really nice for me.  My friends took a short trip to Portland Maine last week.  I asked them to check out a store and look for earrings I saw the last time I was there (which was about 15 years ago).  They found the store, tried to find the earrings but the store doesn't carry them any more.  Then later in the week, one of the friends and I were working together and she surprised me with a small box and a (different) pair of earrings from the jewelry store!  That was so nice.  Now every time I wear the earrings, I smile.  That's a seriously good thing.

6.  One more!  My friend-with-fabulous-lilacs called me.  She knows lilac is my favorite scent.  So the invitation to go smell her lilacs was very welcome on a day when I needed to smile.  It was worth the allergy headache that appeared after quite a lot of pollen made its way up my nose.


Okay, I found 5 6 good things for the week.  Whew!  And they were genuine things.  That's a good reminder.  My life is overall good.  I need to remember that.