Sunday, November 30, 2008

Turkey Day Update

We had twelve people here for Thanksgiving dinner and somehow managed not to get a picture of the spread or most of the weekend's festivities. But my was it fun. A mini-college reunion plus some family and a stray student made for a wonderful time. Our spread included turkey, leg of lamb, stuffing, gravy, twice-baked sweet potatoes, green beans, creamed spinach, challah, whoopie pies, chocolate pecan pie, and pumpkin pie. On Saturday we decided to forgo the traditional leftovers and instead feasted on California roll, sam gyup, sal, kim chee, rice, and some unbelievably delicious Korean yogurt drink. There was lots of staying up late, catching up, playing games, laughing, and having a really great time. Hope yours was as wonderful!

Friday, November 28, 2008

An Important Message

I'm guessing none of you went to Lambuth University here in Jackson. But just imagine how you would feel you were attending a college that you loved, only to find out that two of the major donors decided to take their money elsewhere, and that your beloved college was in a serious financial crisis. So seroius, in fact, that there's a question about the overall financial viability of the university. So even if you're not moved to give, which you probably aren't, at least think positive thoughts about these students as their community faces some serious challenges. And I'm at all proud that a few of my girls are in the video. Really, I'm not.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Update

My boys got back home way past bedtime last night and Joshua, who rarely sleeps past 7:00, stayed in his coma until 9:30 this morning. Today he's been especially creative (and cranky) and entertained me for 20+ minutes by strumming his imaginary guitar and singing lots of songs. We've run the gamut from "This Old Man" to "The Lamp Song," which he asked me to sing while he strummed. There is no "lamp song," of course, but he seemed happy with the words I came up with. He's even been singing his playschool songs which have been heretofore kept secret from us. I don't know if it was a bump on his head or a pressurized cabin, but the kid is oozing with fun.

According to both Joshua and Jay, it was a wonderful trip. They ate great food and reconnected with old friends. They slept in a big, big, big, big, big bed in a nice ho-tay-yel and rode lots of trains and buses. We're going to have to work harder to explain "vacation" to Joshua because I think he was pretty disappointed this his time in Chicago came to an end. It's just shown us how important it is for each of the kids to have "special time" with each of us, and how wonderful it is to give them experiences that they can't even imagine.

Next stop, Germany! Coming Summer 2009!

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

A Little Worked Up

I'm trying to be "cool mom," but I'm sending my boys to Chicago tomorrow and I'm a little undone about it. Jay decided that he wanted to take Joshua for a weekend in Chicago, just for fun. And I'm sure that Joshua will have a great time. But I've only ever spent one night away from him. It was the night that I was in the hospital after having Clare, and even then I only went 24 hours without seeing him.

I'll admit, every time I think about him going away, I get a little weepy. Seriously. For the last three years I haven't spent more than 24 hours without him. You get pretty attached to someone when you spend that much time with them.

Then there's the fact that I'm going to have to feed Clare and I. I'm pretty good at cooking for four. But 1 1/2? Really? Fortunately for us, Jay is a dream and is making us three mornings worth of hard-boiled eggs and breakfast breads before he leaves. I guess we'll scrounge something up for dinner and survive.

But I'm going to miss my sweet baby boy. Lots.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

14 Years Ago Today ...

...Jay and I met, and we've been together ever since.

It was the day of the Monon Bell football game and DePauw had lost, so spirits were a little low at good old DPU. I was studying with my friend Kristin when she reminded me that another sorority sister, Allison, was bringing her boyfriend and some of his friends to campus that day to rollerblade. Neither of us had met the boy and we were anxious to do so. Soon we heard a commotion on the front lawn of the sorority house and, what do you know, it was Allison's boyfriend and his friends, all students from Rose-Hulman.

We went outside and allowed ourselves to be introduced to the mystery men, then sat down on the curb to visit for a minute. The day was chilly and Kristin and I soon decided to head inside. Kristin stood up first and I held up my arms in a "help me up" gesture. Kristin took one of my hands, but before she had a chance to take the other, one of the skaters took it instead and hoisted me to my feet.

Kristin and I had only been inside for a few minutes when we heard footsteps running down the hall. Allison called my name and burst into the room where Kristin and I were studying.

"Do you want to go on a date tonight?" she asked.

"Which one?" I replied.

"Jay," she said.

"The tall one?" I inquired.

"Nope."

"The readhead?"

"Nope."

"Then I don't remember. Is he nice?"

"Yes."

"Funny?"

"Yep."

"Cute?"

"Yep."

"Sure, I'll go."

The boys went back to Rose-Hulman to shower and change, and then returned to DePauw. Our evening consisted of Marvin's, watching Tombstone at the house, and attending a drunken blowout at one of the fraternity houses. It was early in the morning when they finally left, and I was happy. That Jay guy was really sweet and we had a wonderful time. He said he'd call. Normally I would have been skeptical, but somehow I knew he would. And he did. And we went out again. And again. And we just kept going out. And then we fell in love. And here we are.

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

What A Night!

My children and their peers will never be able to remember a time when this country didn't have a black president. I am hopeful.

Monday, November 03, 2008

Artsy Fartsy, Cont.

After perusing the 'net for what seemed liked ages, I finally settled on a Martha Stewart "make a pumpkin costume out of a pillowcase" project. Minimal materials, minimal sewing, minimal hassle. Plus, her website actually included a video. What should have been very simple, however, turned into a major production. There was yelling, there was scissor-throwing, there may have even been a few tears. But at last there were two pumpkins.

Since my sewing machine started to smell like the motor was about to burn out, I imposed on Rhonda to sew the "stems" for me. Inspired, I returned home to sew two drawstring treat bags without a pattern. "What's the big deal?" you ask. For me it was a major triumph. I don't cook without a recipe. I don't sew without a pattern.

I should've glued the faces higher up so that the pumpkin mouths weren't wedged in their crotches, but I didn't think it was too bad. And they're just cute anyway.