Skip to main content

No Rest for the Weary

The best laid plans go awry, as they say. I intended to spend the day eating bon-bons since the kids headed to 5th and 6th grade yesterday. At least a pedicure seemed in order. But alas, I made do with our annual moms back to school celebration consolation breakfast, skipped the pedicure and continued the Labor Day tasks that Muh Main Man went to France to escape. It's sad that one's beloved would be so determined to get out of a little sprucing the home front, but that's my lot in life, I suppose.

I would stop eliciting sympathy long enough to post some first day of school pictures, but it seems Muh Main Man must have packed my camera USB cord in his bag and taken it to France with him. That's a better story than saying it's buried somewhere under laundry that did not get done while I am tending to the outside. So I'm sticking to the world-traveling camera accessory story.

Not only did I maintain enough motivation to accomplish a respectable amount yesterday, I continued today as well. I'm killing myself so I can surprise Muh Main Man and perhaps cash in on a chiminea or some other such trinket once he gets home. But mainly to surprise Muh Main Man. Not to attach strings to all the good deeds or anything. Nothing like that.

So all that accounts for the lack of posting and the fact that I am yet again digging green paint out from under my fingernails.

Comments

Unknown said…
What a wonderful surprise you are planning for your Main Man. I know he's going to love it!
Anonymous said…
I didn't take first day pictures either and I'm kicking myself!
Great job on continueing the work!! Im envious. I can do a lot of work the one day and just not be motivated enough to do it the second day lol. Hope you can suprise your Main Man.

Popular posts from this blog

Stickin' It Out

I got married today. Well, not exactly today. It was Friday, June 2. But the year was 1989 - 17 years ago. "Amazing", people say. "Good for you", they comment. "You must have picked the right one", the add. Amazing? Yes. Good for me? I'll admit it. But it has nothing to do with picking the right one, really. It's not because I found the perfect boy, and it's certainly not because he found the perfect girl. It might sound a little unromantic, but there never really is a 'right one' floating around out there waiting in the cosmos for the other 'right one' to crash and connect. There may be 'better ones'; there may be 'more easily compatible' or something or other. But the real story is you start becoming the right one the moment you vow that "you do". When I married, I had been 20 for a whole 33 days, we had just completed a 2-year long-distance realtionship and HE was five years older tha...

Gourmet Tastebuds Looking for Chef

Brainy Boy is every good cook's dream. He will eat anything as long as it smells like food and he can't identify it. Routinely when I set dinner before him, he comments something like 'Mom, I just really prefer gourmet restaurant-type food." And he's not kidding. No PJB for him, no Chef Boyardee, no Easy Mac. He's all about shrimp scampi, homemade gnocchi (not frozen) and is dying to know what caviar tastes like. The problem is that I'm a functional meat & potatoes kind of cook. I'd love to be a throw-ingredients-together-to-make-an-awesome-dish girl, but I'm just not. I don't really know how to cook without burying my head in a cookbook, and I don't enjoy the whole process of putting it together either--kind of the same way I am with gardening. I came up with the clever idea of letting Brainy Boy choose a meal a week that I would try, his choice. I pulled out my handy Kraft magazine that comes in the mail four times a year, a...

Daddy's Girl

I witnessed an amazing thing last night. Little Chic was invited to sing at our annual church family camp which is about a 45-minute drive from our church. That's a big undertaking for an 8-1/2 year old girl, but being the aspiring American Idol that she is, it is also right down her alley. She has looked forward to it for weeks now, and she drove us all nuts rehearsing her rendition of Amazing Grace with the performance track about a gazillion times since Sunday. As yesterday approached, her nerves set in a bit, but excitement was still the dominant emotion that exuded from her. For some reason, Little Chic had her heart set on Hero Guy making the show even though we'd all seen it performed at church and a school Talent Show already. Because of logistics of getting us all to the destination on time, I took Brainy Boy and Little Chic myself and Hero Guy drove directly from work. To complicate matters, Hero Guy needed to leave directly after the 3- minute performance t...