Letting me down easy

I have the pleasure of chaperoning the kindergarten field trip this week. My son is excited that I am going, and weeks ago said "We can sit together on the bus!" I told him that we could, but that he may prefer to sit with one of his friends and he assured me that he would rather sit with me. This morning he said "If I sit with a friend on the bus, you can sit with one of the other moms on the bus - You can sit with one of your friends!" I thought it was very sweet that he made sure I would have someone to sit with if not with him, and even found a way to make it sound fun for me.

Little does he know, I am perfectly content to sit alone if it means he is enjoying sitting with one of his friends on a special day. Maybe he wants to make sure I won't be lonely. :-)

Only feels like 88

Today is hubby's and my anniversary. 8 years. Where does the time go? We told our son we had been married 8 years, and he thought we said 88 (that would be something). Hubby said "No, it just feels like 88." Sweet as always. Actually, sweet indeed - I got to work and he had brought donuts and bananas for everyone in my office to share. Apparently we get married, and everyone celebrates with treats! :-) I had my donut, and my banana is waiting for me. :-)

Hubby got me the best present in the world. Anyone who has read this blog probably knows that I have coveted the Wii Fit for a long time. Now I have one! Yippee! He gave it to me early so I could enjoy it some on the weekend, and enjoy it I did. I've been doing the body test each morning. The first 2 mornings I weighed the same, and this morning I was 1.1 pounds lighter. Then hubby brought donuts to work. Ahem. Oh well...I guess I can eat 1.1 pounds worth, ha!

I have been doing 10 minutes of yoga and strength training each morning, which I am sure my back will appreciate, and last night I did about a half hour of aerobic type activities on there.

Tuesday for some reason is always an awful day at work for me, and hubby knows that. I can't think of a better way to take the awful out than with donuts and bananas. :-)

Fresh cheese

We borrowed a DVD of Tom & Jerry episodes. My son loves that show. A couple years ago hubby and I turned it on and promptly turned it off, realizing that the cat and mouse spend a half hour injuring each other in every episode. We have eased up and realized that as long as everyone knows it's pretend, and not acceptable to injure anyone like that, it's still as funny as it was when we were kids.

We were all watching an episode together and Jerry ended up procuring an entire meal from a garbage dump. Hubby said "Yuck - He's eating garbage!" Our son's very defensive reply? "He's a mouse! He has to get food wherever he can. It's not like he can always have fresh cheese!"

Good point. When you look at it that way, Jerry really does the best he can, doesn't he? :-)

Next I'll be putting the remote in the freezer

After I get showered and dressed in the morning, a whole kitchen routine takes place. I pack hubby's lunch, pack my son's lunch if he is bringing one, get breakfast ready for everyone and make coffee.

This morning I poured myself a bowl of cereal, and poured the last small bit that was in that box in a bowl for hubby, for him to add to later. I then put a filter in the coffee filter holder, took a spoonful of coffee...and poured it into hubby's cereal bowl. I got a second spoonful of coffee and held it over the bowl for a moment before realizing that something was not right.

The second spoonful of coffee made it to the filter, and I was even able to manage to salvage a large amount of the coffee in the cereal bowl.

Note to self: Make coffee first next time.

When something that has nothing to do with you shakes you up

Trying to secure RSVPs for my son's birthday party brought me to emailing the mom of one of his friends. We've been friendly enough with the parents over the years, but our sons don't see as much as each other at daycare anymore since they go to half day kindergarten opposite times of day.

Their family is one of those picture perfect ones. Two sons, a dog, beautiful house full of pictures of a beautiful family. Both parents just as nice as can be. That's why I nearly fell out of my chair when her email apologized for not getting back to me, but that things have been pretty hectic since the parents had separated right after Christmas and filed for divorce shortly thereafter and that she is currently overwhelmed because the dad doesn't take the boys often.

My son has friends with divorced parents, but they've all been divorced as long as we've known them. To see a family that seemed idyllic going through this is...well, it's scary. Yes, obviously you don't know what goes on behind closed doors, but there are some couples out there that I don't know all that well and I could probably hear they were divorcing without feeling much shock. But these guys? I'm shocked, I'm shaken, and I feel bad for the sons, although as a child of divorce myself, I know my life got less stressful when my parents split up and there wasn't so much anger in the house.

Anyway...I emailed the mom back and let her know that I was sorry, and to let us know if we could help...Even if that meant just watching her son for an afternoon so she could spend some time with her other son.

And then I thanked God for my family, and asked Him to help me always cherish it and do my best to always protect it and keep it healthy in all ways and always keep it intact.

Vice...but I never watched Miami Vice

I commented on someone's post earlier this week about my affection for SoapNet.

For lack of a meaningful post, let me tell you the story of how I got hooked on soaps.

When I was 14, my friend asked me to watch General Hospital for her for a week while she was at camp. Looking back now, I realize that was a ridiculous request, because you can go much longer than a week without watching a soap opera, and never really miss anything.

I continued to watch after she returned from camp. Once I turned on the TV a little early, and "Hey, One Life to Live is interesting."

Once I somehow turned the TV on much too early, and there was All My Children.

I occasionally catch a snippet of Days of our Lives, and I watch half of Young and the Restless in the mornings while I get ready and my son is still asleep.

Really, I can take them or leave them, and I have been known to stop watching for months at a time. Normally I only know what's going on in one or two of them.

So...Um. What a pointless post. Do I have a favorite? The answer to that changes with the storylines. I think right now I prefer One Life to Live.

I also watch the news. And Modern Family and the Office. But really, I don't watch much TV. Only early morning and later in the evening.

Annual birthday party planning post

If you scroll back to May of various years on this blog, you will always find a post (or more) regarding the planning of my son's birthday party. There's probably even one on the old Ebloggy blog, but I don't know if I can even access that anymore, and I won't bother trying.

My son decided back in December of last year where he would be holding his party this year. That place was not allowing parties the weeked of his birthday or the one before. We were not available the one after, so we went with a party two weeks before his birthday. Between daycare, kindergarten, Sunday School and soccer, my son knows a lot of kids. For him to narrow it down to 9 took some careful consideration on his part. I was surprised at some of his choices. There is only one girl, who he has known since he was 2 months old and is one of his best friends, though he doesn't see her as often as he used to. Some are from daycare, some from kindergarten, and some from none of those places. Then comes the careful etiquette of "not discussing it too loudly at school, since not a lot of people could be invited". Two RSVPs so far. That's always kind of an issue, because people either forget, or just plain don't. If people can't come and let us know soon enough, I may let him send out a few more invitations, because I know he would have liked to invite some other people as well.

The last two years we've written "no gifts please" on the invitations. This year my son did not want to do that, and we were fine with that. While he has more than enough toys, two years of graciously not getting gifts from his friends after bringing gifts to half of the parties he attended is impressive for a 4 and 5 year old. For 6 years old, he can have his gifts. :-) Next year he is considering asking for donations to bring to the Animal Shelter in lieu of gifts (his idea). He is a planner, like me, planning a party over a year in advance. :-)