Today was Lily's last day of school. When I picked her up, she came tearing out of the school like most of the kids, but instead of doing the whole "School's out! Schools out! Teachers let the monkeys out!" dance, she had this disaster had struck look on her face. I knelt down on the ground and asked her what was wrong.
And then, she started crying. CRYING!!!
In all her dramatic splendor, tears streaming down her face, taking deep gasping breaths out came the reason for her woe: "I'm really gonna miss Mrs. Ford!!!" Instant hug from Mom. I told her that it was going to be okay, that she would see her beloved teacher next year, although she probably wouldn't have her as a teacher, she would get to see her again. Mrs. Ford, who had come outside in the meantime, saw me hugging on Lily and came over. More hugs for Lily from Mrs. Ford. Lily calmed down and went off to say bye to her friends and Mrs. Ford looks at me and said "There are some days that I really have to wonder why I do this and that right there is why. Every so often there is one kid that you really get through to and it adds to your life as much as you have added to theirs."
Thank you Mrs. Ford. This is one teacher that I will never forget and I doubt that Lily will either.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go sniff a little.
It's very warm in here. We've got fans on, windows open and short of dumping a bucket of cool water on my head... yeah, I'm toasty. Jackson has FINALLY fallen asleep and I'm watching "House of Mirth." Frankly, I am a bit bored. The only shining moment is Gillian Anderson. I think the story is a bit on the dull side and it is not keeping my interest at all. Even Gillian Anderson, who I absolutely adore for more than just her portrayal of Dana Scully on the X-Files among other roles, can't save this movie I'm afraid.
Casey and I managed to snag some much needed "adult" time this weekend. Many many many huge thanks to Casey's parents for watching our two little monkeys. We went to see the new Indiana Jones movie. I was most definitely entertained and enjoyed myself thuroughly. I'm still trying to figure out whether or not Cate Blanchett intentionally slipped in and out of the bad russian accent, though. Harrison Ford is still yummy after all these years. Sigh.
Fifteen days until my birthday. Fifteen more days left of my 20s and then I'm 30. I was a bit worried about turning 30, but now I'm looking at it more like just another birthday. I'm hoping my husband has something planned, but so far it looks like all the planning is falling to me (as per usual). I'd like to be surprised on my birthday (if someone wants to call and tell him so, feel free) but I don't see that happening either. So far my only plans are birthday donuts with Mickie, a tradition that has gone on for 5 years or so (possibly more, I just can't remember... that whole getting old thing). After that, it's zoo camp for Lily, shopping and lunch with my mom (something I'm definitely looking forward to), eventually picking up Lily and hanging out with my kids. Same old same old. I guess old is the keyword, huh?
I think I'll go take a cool shower and then off to bed with me.
I picked it this up at Sam's Club last week when my Dad was in town. It is indeed a gallon of milk. I didn't really need milk when I picked it up, but I couldn't help it. I was oddly drawn to it. The main question in my head "Why the heck change a gallon of milk?" What purpose would changing what has been the same shape since I can remember. It wasn't broke, so why fix it? ACK! THE ODDITY! IT CONFOUNDS ME! The thing is, when I went grocery shopping this morning, the gallons had not changed at other stores... just Sam's Club. I have to say that I while the shape confuses me a bit, the jug is thinner and fits conveniently in the door of my fridge. It's also easier to pour. Well, at least for the kids it is.
So, does this mean I'm going to start buying my milk at Sam's Club just so I can say "Look at this weird gallon of milk I bought!" Yep, I think so. Or maybe not... especially if gas prices keep going the way they are...
Today I bring you the gratuitous "HAPPY BIRTHDAY CASEY" blog! My wonderful husband was born 30 years ago today. So, I guess I should say thank you to his parents for spawning him. Thanks Casey's Parents! You want to hear something really wild? I have know this man for half of his life. Casey and I met when we were just 15 years old. We have now known each other for 15 years! That's like half of thirty!! I also totally get to harass my man and say that he is now the youngest of the old people. Hee Hee! I'm still in the "young people" catagory and will remain there for 25 more days. Mwuahahaha.
Casey's birthday is on Thursday! Over the weekend Mickie and I took a little jaunt to parts partially known (Casey figured out that at one point we had been in Shaumburg due to a Rainforest Cafe bag that I brought home and a reciept from the Aveda store in Shaumburg...master detective that one) but we have left him completely baffled as to what he's getting for his birthday. The funny part is that the main present arrived several days ago and this was just extra. The roadtrip, however, was my mother's day present. I figured it would be, so I enjoyed myself that much more knowing that I wasn't going to come home to any complaining.
The trip was pretty fun. Mickie and I were silly and we discovered that the IPass works on the Indiana Toll Road now. Happy Jess! I need to give John (we borrowed the IPass from him) some cash, though. While we didn't go through too many tolls on the way up, the way back we hit quite a few. That's what we get for getting lost on the way to our destination, though. LOL.
Casey's party is on Saturday. He has requested fried chicken, mashed potatoes (and chicken gravy), I think corn on the cob was in there, too... can't quite remember though. I'll have to double check because I'm doing the grocery shopping and taking Lily shopping for a present for him today. This week I also get to clean my butt off in preparation for the main event. Casey's got quite a few things strewn about that I need to find out where he wants to put them so I can get rid of them as soon as possible.
Not much else going on. In 29 days I turn 30. I'm starting to freak out just a little bit. Not much, but a little bit. I'm guessing it'll come and go just like any other day but I'm hoping that someone (Casey- hint hint) throws me a party or something. I'm also hoping that I get that Kawasaki Ninja... I don't see the Ninja happening, but the girl can dream. I like to dream big, too. Well, maybe not big but definitely expensive. LOL .
Part of Casey's birthday presents arrived today. I'm all excited! I have wrapped and hidden them and now we shall recap on the clues that we have: moo and flour.
I would like to add one more clue to the mix: emulsion. I think I spelled that correctly.
Emultion. Now there's an evil one. He'll definitely be scratching his head on that one. In fact, I wouldn't have even figured it out myself if I hadn't gone to the dictionary/thesaurus and started doing searches on synonyms for the various presents.
Yep, I'm crafty.
Now: if my mother in law is reading this... I have a mothers day gift for you. It's just a little something that we picked up. I need to figure out when we can get it to you. Just give me a call!
This has been a completely yucky day. Not only has it been really gloomy outside, but Lily still isn't feelin good. In fact, she has been feeling downright nasty and her fever returned after having a relatively fever free morning.
I had to go out and get groceries, so during her fever free hour and a half, I packed up both kids and off to Meijers we went. Not ten minutes after being in the store Lily began telling me that she wasn't feeling good. Thinking it was just her way of trying to con me into getting her some more sprite (which I was gonna do anyway), I told her that she needed to be patient, that we'd be very quick and then we'd go home. Lily sucked it up until we got the baby food aisle and then things went south rather quickly.
"Mommy, I really don't feel good." She said. I knew she wasn't kidding either because her eyes were starting to feel with tears. She then told me that she felt like she had to throw up and then proceeded to throw up right there next to the enfamil. We high-tailed it to the bathroom, with a nice lady that worked at meijers calling for back up on the baby aisle. She was completely understanding and watched our cart (which was loaded with groceries) while we ran for the bathroom.
We stayed in the bathroom for about half an hour. While it was the best we could do with a bad situation, the Meijers bathroom floor isn't the best place for cuddling. Lily finally decided she didn't have to throw up any more and we went back, retrieved our cart, grabbed two loaves of bread and went to the check out lanes. Just as the lady was beginning to scan our groceries Lily annouced that she had to go to the bathroom again. Since the bathroom was right there, I let her make a run for it herself and I saw her putting her hand over her mouth as she ran. She stayed in the bathroom for about 20 minutes and then she came out and we finally got to come home. She took a bath, put on pajamas and we cuddled on the couch for a couple of hours.
I wish my family would feel better. And I'm also hoping that I don't get sick. That's the last thing that I need right now. I have a lot to do and I have to prep for Casey's birthday, too. Wee fun yeah.
For all you who don't know, Hillary Clinton won by an extremely narrow margin in yesterday's Indiana Primary. I believe it was 51% for her versus Obama's 49%. The news station up here is calling it "razor thin." I completely agree. I'm glad she won, though. Woot to the Clintons!
It's Primary Day in Indiana and North Carolina. I know my family got out and voted today and if you live in Indiana or North Carolina, I hope you did the same!
Nothing much else to report. Preparations for Casey's birthday are coming along quite nicely and my dad will be heading up this Sunday. Lily stayed home today with a fever. She's been getting sick quite a bit lately and I don't know if that's stress or if it's those wonderful allergies. It also could be those wonderful allergies. We'll see.
Zak cut my hair today. I love it. I feel like a pixie again. I shall embrace my inner pixie and it will be good. Just in time for warm weather! Whoo hoo! For those of you in the South Bend area (or if you come to South Bend and you're in need of an awesome haircut) Zak works at University Hair Stylist at LaFortuna Hall on Notre Dame campus. Again, people, he is a HAIR GOD. Now, behold