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Accidental Brilliance

Some of my great uncle’s works…he was a microbiologist, food technology scientist, and a professor at MIT. I feel like such a slacker….

Some of my great uncle’s works…he was a microbiologist, food technology scientist, and a professor at MIT. I feel like such a slacker….

My 5 year old has an “apartment” already. She said I can sleep over whenever I want. Aw- too bad I’m never letting her grow up!!

My 5 year old has an “apartment” already. She said I can sleep over whenever I want. Aw- too bad I’m never letting her grow up!!

Shake It Off

We’re eating breakfast for dinner because there’s nothing left in the house. Shopping was supposed to be done this morning, but when the five year old had her 4th time out by 9 AM and everyone was going to have to go with me, I decided it was better to starve. I should have known it would be a tough day when I stumbled to the kitchen at 4 AM and realized that we needed to buy coffee yesterday. (You know you’re desperate for caffeine when you walk to your friend’s house at 5 AM in the dark.)

The new plan was to shop tonight by myself while the girls stayed home with my husband and terrorized him with their endless bickering. But I’m too tired to move. They done wore me out. That and my hamstring isn’t so happy I ran two days in a row.

They’ve moved onto pizza bagels made by the eleven year old. I’ve medicated myself with an obscene amount of chocolate to drown out the simultaneous yells of “I don’t have to listen to you” and Shake It Off lyrics coming from the kitchen. “Haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate,hate….” Luckily, it’s almost bedtime.

Conversation after receiving a photo of a caterpillar found in his garden.

Conversation after receiving a photo of a caterpillar found in his garden.

This week marked the start of the school year. Besides learning new school routines, we were all reminded that life has little lessons of its own. The 11 year old learned she wasn’t old enough to act without permission, the 5 year old learned she was indeed strong enough to venture out into the world, and I learned that hatred still lingers in my soul.  

While some lessons are easily learned, others take years to master. My daughter will need constant reminders to slow down, and I, I will need new strategies to let the past live in the past. Maintaining happiness is like standing on a seesaw. It is always dipping one way or another. The trick is to realize you are a participant, not an observer.

This week marked the start of the school year. Besides learning new school routines, we were all reminded that life has little lessons of its own. The 11 year old learned she wasn’t old enough to act without permission, the 5 year old learned she was indeed strong enough to venture out into the world, and I learned that hatred still lingers in my soul.

While some lessons are easily learned, others take years to master. My daughter will need constant reminders to slow down, and I, I will need new strategies to let the past live in the past. Maintaining happiness is like standing on a seesaw. It is always dipping one way or another. The trick is to realize you are a participant, not an observer.

Kindergarten Eve

The things you do to ease the transition…

Monday Funday

Whether you’re 4 or 94, it’s time to go back to school. That means shopping, prepping, packing, smiling, and crying. And that’s just the teachers! This time of year evokes different emotions in all of us. For some, it’s the “thank God they are back in school because I cannot deal with the fighting anymore!!”. For others it’s, “my baby is off to kindergarten…what if she needs me??”. Be prepared for some tears, some fears, and lots of bus traffic. 

Happy Monday

How I felt when my dad and step mother said they were going to a play at 8. Just sad…

How I felt when my dad and step mother said they were going to a play at 8. Just sad…

Vacation Learns

1. Always carry a potty seat with supplies in the car. It could be useful on the trip home. (Not me silly, I was driving.)
2. Don’t feed your children chocolate in small spaces, like a car. They will channel their energy towards kicking, hitting, and yelling “I hate you!”.
3. Let your hair down and be a kid. Play laser tag and watch your children continually shoot you.
4. Be proud of your oldest for being brave and driving a go kart by herself when she really wanted to cry.
5. Laugh when she says it’s harder than real driving because you have to keep pushing the gas pedal.
6. Enjoy the morning as your children sleep in until 9.
7. Also enjoy the night, when the kids stay up later than you so your cousin puts them to bed.
8. Savor every minute of cousin family time and promise to make it an annual event.
9. Celebrate the fact that someone else is a type B person who doesn’t worry if cabinet doors are closed.
10. Eat, drink, and be merry- for when you return home, there will be chores to do.

I know, I know, I need to get over it.

I know, I know, I need to get over it.

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