Sorry, but you're gonna hafta work for this one. Click "read more" or be bored.
Yay! More crappy pictures!
Today has been full of cleaning, grocery shopping & migraines. Am currently feeling like a slow death in a meat grinder might not be a bad thing compared to the way I feel right now. Seriously, at this point I'd rather be naked in a hole full of non-poisonous spiders.
But I have been on a sort of streak & have made it my mission to see the streak through to the very end. So, in lieu of snark & rambles, I leave you with this piece of music I just recently discovered thanks to Pandora.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
If you're a regular reader of this blog (thank you!) you'll know that "because, reasons" is a frequently used explanation of mine. What you may not have realized, because even I didn't realize it until just a few minutes ago, was that I apparently use it on a regular basis in real life.
The reason I know this? The Squab just answered one of my questions with the answer "because, reasons". Snark much? (Yes, yes he does. He comes by it genetically.)
So yeah, that just happened & you know what? I'm actually kinda proud of the kid. He's not only turning into an incredibler (today I declare it a temporarily legitimate word) young man & awesome older brother, but he is truly learning things, important things, from me.
Yeah, so I was going to write a bit more, maybe even throw in a picture, but it's late afternoon & I have chores to finish so I don't get grounded by myself for not doing them when I asked me to do them. So yeah, reasons.
Here's hoping you all had a good week & that your weekend will be filled with love, laughter, bubbles, hugs & just the right amount of sarcasm.
Like not frying an egg on the sidewalk hot. More like my feet are sweating, in my slippahs (flip flops for those who prefer), in the air conditioned car. Like, praise be that my air conditioning is working, please don't make me leave the house until it's snowing, kind of hot.
Well, maybe not even that hot, to some people. Me, I'm melting. I don't do well in the heat. ***Cue the question "Then why did you move to the desert?" (Yes, this area of Idaho is desert.) The answer is because reasons.*** I'd much prefer to live near the coast, where I can see, hear & smell the ocean. Where it doesn't typically get this hot.
We all know...
high school is hard. I'm pretty sure I've addressed that fact earlier this week. So it is with great pride, that I share with you the fact that as of today, the third school day of this new school year, both the Chicken & the Squab not only have perfect attendance, but they are both currently getting straight A's in all of their classes.
Laugh if you want, but for some people out there this is actually a major accomplishment. I just happen to like bragging about/praising my boys, no matter how small their successes, because I think every success is a cause for celebration.
of the first week back to school. Day two of both my boys being in high school. Day two of having the house to myself (well sans other humans anyway).
So far we're all surviving. Both boys had "meh" kind of days yesterday. They're both at a new school, so we are all expecting a natural period of adjustment. (The Squab decided to transfer to a school that isn't as overcrowded as the last & the possibility of actually have staff that will care enough to give him extra help is greater. The Chicken transferred for basically the same reasons, but also because that is where his brother is.)
I did pretty good myself; I can count the number of times I cried from missing them on one hand. I can't say that I wasn't worried about them, especially the Chicken; freshman year is hard., but when I found out that the Squab took his brother for ice cream after school ("because freshman") I felt reassured that I don't have to worry as much. As much.
So day two & both boys made it out the door on time, with little struggle. I unfortunately woke up with a very bad, very strange headache. I think I might have been sleep stressing again. A few hours (read:most of the day so far) of rest (because I could not fall back asleep) & some meds are watching it slowly march out of here. Unfortunately this means I have not been able to accomplish much of what I wanted for the day.
Still, surviving the first two days so far is a good thing & I'll call it a win for us. I just hope that the week gets better for both boys & that we can all transition back into the school routine as smoothly as possible, because next week the Stork's work schedule changes. This will mean earlier bed times for him & earlier wake times for both of us.
Hope you are all having a good week. Oh yeah, if you don't mind, please take a minute to send some strength & positive thoughts to my girl Janelle over at Hands and Harts & her ohana. They are in the middle of major geographical & lifestyle changes as they move from Michigan to Alaska. (Send them hug filled bubbles too if you can.)
Well gang, I'm going to go do something domestical (read: I need to get something out for dinner or we'll starve!). Have a spectacular rest of the day & I'll ramble at you later.
Traditions & Rites of Passage...
Tradition #1 - (This pertains mainly to what I post on this blog.)
Blurry cell phone pictures.
Tradition #2 - The annual first day of school batch of (oh so yummy)
Orange Glazed Cinnamon Rolls. Because being a freshman
(the Chicken) & senior (the Squab) requires sugary love.
Learning can be fun!
No, I'm not just saying that because school starts tomorrow & I'm trying to motivate my boys. I actually mean it.
Yeehaw it's Saturday!
(Till the Sun Goes Down: A Reading by David Sandum)
So much yay! I have been waiting for this all summer & can't tell you how excited I am to meet David & hear an excerpt from his book. I'll try to take pics & will update you tomorrow. Yay!
Shout out to....
all my fellow artists, creatives, imagineers (I'm pretty sure I just "borrowed" that term from Disney without permission), free-thinkers & pretty much everyone who even possesses or uses even a millionth of a spark of anything even remotely resembling out of the ordinariness.
(Aw heck, I'll just give a shout out to everyone. I don't like to discriminate & I do love ya all.)
You totally rock! I mean it. Really. You're amazing, brilliant, incredible & just plain fanfreakintastic.
To prove it, I submit for your viewing pleasure, this pic that I found on Pinterest or the Google, I can't remember which. It so absolutely, perfectly depicts the truth about us versus "normal" folks.
Accurate right? I thought so.
Anyway, I just wanted to remind you all that those things that mainstream society deems "different" about you, are the very things that make you so amazing.
***This bit is actually important for EVERYONE.*** Do not ever hide yourself because of what other people say or think. They are not you & you are a vital part of the grand scheme, just as you are. Be who you want to be, not who society tells you to be. That person isn't nearly as much fun.
Okay, so I love you for being you & there are so many others that feel the same. Please remember that & learn to do the same, if you haven't already.
Different is what makes life interesting. Just ask our Sovereign Head.
Until later gang, aloha hugs,
Yeah right, like I'd tease you with that & not make you work for it.
Being an adult sucks...
But most of you already knew that.
Sometimes it doesn't really, like when the world is cooperating & everything feels right. Other times, it's all just one big suckfest.
Currently, I am in the midst of a mini suckfest. Yup, I'm trying to get all the things done that need to be done before all of the parents breathe a collective sigh of relief. That's right, school starts next week.
This year will be hell for us. The reason? The Squab is a senior, the Chicken is a freshman & I am the lucky mommy who gets to coordinate both the entering & the leaving of the high school. I'm scared.
So, I am just giving you fair warning that I can & most likely will at multiple times during the year, go farther into the crazy than I already, currently reside.
It will be an adventure. One that I predict will be quite bittersweet at times. Like when I send them both off to school together for the first time in four years. Or when both my boys attend a homecoming dance for the one & only time together. Or senior prom, graduation....
Look at me, I'm already a blubbering mess. And they haven't even started school yet!
Okay, pulling it together. Getting back on track. Remember that I still have about a million phone calls to make.
Hopefully your day will be filled with bubbles.
Twenty years ago...
The Stork & I got married.
More about "ME"
Aloha my name is Clare! My main job title is Mom, but I'm also an artist, crafter, avid experimental cook & occasional rabid baker. I live in Idaho with my husband & two sons (the "we" or "us" part of this website), but was raised in Hawaii. Feel free to explore our pages as we grow & change. Mahalo! (Thank you)
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