This picture is courtesy of Bannerhaus, thanks Holly.
I had the best day yesterday and today looks pretty good too. The gkids and I accomplished so much. Our "field trip" to the library was wonderful, new library cards omg, mailed packages to my lovelies that won in my first giveaway (sorry the sicky didn't do it before now), tried a new restaurant (same old food for the Ry guy but that's to be expected at least he sat kinda still), when we got home we made Fire and Ice salad http://www.deepsouthdish.com/search/label/Salads and Lemon Ice Box Pie. Then we spend a wonderful afternoon reading the half of the library we brought home. And the night before I went to watch GK in her new dance class. She is learning folklorico dancing (Mexican and South American folk dancing). I'll post pictures this week end....oh so cute.
I personally think this ought to be called Slap yo Oma salad cuz it's that good. Can I hear an Amen.
I am a bit of a pessimist at heart. Cups are usually full or empty, not half anything so don't ask. I have been known to be more like Eeyore than Winnie, although on occassion I have also been told I am full of Pooh.
In the back of my mind, I had a feeling that I was going to get lost in the maze of children, summer, lessons, plans, events......but so far so good but then it is only day 4. Tee Hee. Lots of wiggle room for drama and renting of clothing and gnashing of teeth. I am of course pulling your leg. Actually as Sweet Man will tell you, "damn Linda, did you take some hyperactivity pills"? It's been years since I've been this enthused and energized...even if I do limp and gimp on occassion.
I am surprised though that the atmosphere here is calm. All the things to be done, will be, if they are to be. You know Que sera, sera... whatever will be, will be.
I don't know if any of you remember on Saturday Night Live, back in the 90's there was the skit with the "counselor" and the theme was lowered expectations...... I can remember thinking (20 years ago) how can anyone skip over and not do it all? Well that was forty and this is sixty. Not that I don't care, not that I don't still have ambition, not that I don't want the very best for myself and others, I just have been around this block before and I am familiar with all the potholes, so to speak. Sometimes, in my life anyway, I know I have missed out on wonderful moments, opportunities or adventures because I was so linear about getting to the end of the race, not enjoying the race.
Sorta like being put off when standing in a line because "it's taking so long". I now see those as opportunities to do some "does your mother know you act like that'? moments and people watch.
I hope to make this the summer of pausing for the cause. The cause is because I said so, that works for me...now let's see how everyone else adjusts. Ooops, did I say that?