Cutest couple at Target

I went to Target today with Dude and in line in front of us was the cutest older couple. They were probably in their 70s, well at least the husband was, the wife might have been in her 60s. The gentleman had their grocery cart tipped over to where it was seating on the front of the buggy. He was testing out the back wheels, spinning them one at a time. First he would spin one side then the other. The wife was lightly slapping him on the arm saying "Floyd, what are you doing?" (I don't know if that was really what she was calling him but it makes a great little old man name) He continued to spin the wheels intently examining them and mumbling to himself. I think he was saying there was something wrong with them. It was very sweet how the little old lady was with him. She had a look on her face that said "Oh he does this sort of thing all the time" and she simply laughed his behavior off. As we were leaving the store we walked past them again and Floyd was explaining to the young kid, bringing in the carts, what was wrong with the one he had been using. I made eye contact with the wife and she had the warmest smile. I could see how happy she was not, embarrassed at all. It was probably just another wonderful day in their marriage and I feel privileged that I got to share it with them.

Pity party reservation for 1

I have been feeling sorry for myself lately. You know the usual, this isn't the way I thought my life would go. Or I'm not that pretty and no one really likes me. Very pathetic stuff I know.  But then this morning I realized I have toilet paper. Yes you read that right I said toilet paper. And for that matter I have running water, hot or cold. I can shower, use the bathroom (indoors!) and even make sure my dishes are clean. Now how can one feel sorry for themselves with all the conveniences we have in this world today. No matter what is going on in your life it seems to me there is always something you can wake up and be thankful for. Today for me it's toilet paper and the silly little mood it put me in. 
Check please

First day of School

Pencils? Check.
Glue sticks? Check.
Crayons? Check.
Folders? Check.
Tissues? Che... I mean yes please!


The first day of school is here and of course I'm not ready. Yes I have all their school supplies, backpacks are packed and clothes are laid out but emotionally I'm not even close to being ready. They grow up entirely too fast. I wanted to walk them in and both of them said "Mom, really? You can just drop us off." When did that happen? Well I used my mom veto power and walked them to their classes but they put their foot down at the idea of a picture by their desk. A new school year is hard to adjust to. Going to bed earlier, waking up earlier and then there's homework and projects due but my kids always seem to adjust well and are actually excited about it. I on the other hand am the one not keen on the idea of being away of them for 7 hours a day, 5 days a week. Still we'll all get used to it and I'll end up loving time to myself. Just let me get used to the initial shock of the quiet. No whining, no fighting, no annoying kid shows blaring from the t.v. AHHHH See I'm already starting to enjoy myself.  

That day

I wish I could remember that day
We look so happy in the photograph 
I was told I chased the ducks and got so mad when they ran away
It paints the picture of a happy family, a loving family
Exactly how I would want to remember it
I bet we didn't even fight that day 
No bickering or teasing only smiles
I seem so content tucked in my mother's arms
I look just like her, except my blonde, messy hair
The photograph is a little fuzzy just like the memories
Oh, I do wish I could remember that day