what a friday!

Friday, September 27, 2013

today was a big day for the girls. jay had student council elections in her class, and cee waited all week to see if she would be selected for her school's jump rope team and for a destination imagination team.

i was so proud of jay for having the gumption to try. she is my wall flower, and she is perfectly content to hang out behind the scenes. i was really surprised when she brought home the form to run for her class election, and so proud at the same time.

here was the first draft (there were a total of seven drafts, which is really no surprise for jay) of her sweet little speech:


i knew cee wanted to be on a di team this year, and i was so excited. finally!! i wanted her to want to do this last year, but she has a mind of her own, and i didn't push it. she filled out her application, i signed it, and we waited. on monday afternoon, she tried out for the jump rope team. she absolutely loved it last year, and i was blown away by what the coaches were able to teach the kids.

before i dropped them off at school this morning, i gave them my mom speech. i am so proud of you for trying, and i know that you have both given your very best effort. win or lose, i hope you are proud of yourselves, too!

cliche, i know. don't judge me.

i have written before about how i get so caught up in protecting my girls from getting hurt that i sometimes lose sight of their potential...so as i dropped them off at school, i left my mom speech at that and i decided to just have a little faith in them.

it worked.

they worked.

they worked so hard, and i am so proud of them - jay is her class's student council rep and cee is on jump rope team again and also earned a spot on a di team!! they were so excited!!!


okay - sorry to be the 'in your face proud mom' but i just couldn't help myself.

way to go, little ones!!

peace...

falling into fall

Saturday, September 21, 2013

there are different types of falling.

there is the type of falling where you decide to completely disregard the specific instructions given to you by your soccer savvy ten year old: okay mommy, don't do this until i finish showing you all the steps all the way through - otherwise you'll get...(awkward pause followed by a frustrated sigh)...and there it is. 

and because you didn't heed her well intended warning, you hypothetically ended up backwards kicking your left leg completely out from underneath you with your right foot, resulting in you laying flat-backed on the cold, hard earth.

hypothetically speaking, of course.

there is also the type of falling where you ignore the fact that your left foot is asleep, and you are fine when you stand up on your right foot, but then your left foot fails you. and then your eight year old rushes to your side and says under her breath: i am so not ready for this, while she helps you back up from your 'i've fallen and i can't get up' position in the middle of the living room floor.

again, completely hypothetical.

but that's not how i think of falling into fall. the way i prefer to fall into fall is more like the feather in forest gump, or like a leaf falling slowly and intentionally from a tree to the ground.

i love fall. in my opinion, it's a clear standout for the very best of all the seasons.

there are fall clothes to wear. sweaters. boots. jackets. love it.

there are fall menus to cook. chili! roast! braised meats! root veggies!

there are fall decorations to pull out of storage and dust off. orange pumpkins and burlap wreaths lead into jack-o-lanterns, witches, and scarecrows.

of course there are fall sports. football! need i say more? high school. college. pro. i'm always cheering for my red raiders, but living in austin for 15 years has made me a secondary longhorn fan by default. this year i'm playing in a last man standing league (i have lofty goals for myself) and a fantasy football league, which i'm particularly proud of. thanks to the ignorance of aaron hernandez, i decided there will be no felons allowed on my team this year. with the help of the nfl arrests database through ut san diego, i've added an additional challenge to my roster, and so far i think my goodie two shoes approach is working.

there are fall playlists to queue. everyone has one, right? here's mine, and i listen to it every day on my drive to and from work:
rayne, lousiana - bruce robison (and charlie) 
metal and steel - bob schneider
landslide - dixie chicks
atlantic city - the other bruce (springsteen)
use somebody - kings of leon
bittersweet - big head todd
gin, smoke, and lies - turnpike troubadours
time spent in los angeles - dawes


what can i say? this list has been soul-soothing to me for the last three years. i'm a creature of habit, but sometimes the rebellious side of me will put it on shuffle. i could also listen to george winston's 'autumn' all day, every day and be perfectly content (i've been lucky enough to see him in concert - twice).

fall is also the time of year when we roll out the red carpet for the holidays (even though hobby lobby is a solid two months ahead of the rest of america and starts celebrating in late june). i love the holidays, so i am perfectly fine with this, but i try to harness the decorating frenzy until october 1 arrives (only ten more days to wait!!).

yesterday was a rainy, awesome mess. last night it rained more, and when i woke up this morning, it was a perfect morning to open all the windows and enjoy fall's arrival while i sipped on a cup of lady gray tea (earl's bestie - where has this been all my life?).

what a stellar start to the day. here's to a great weekend filled with oodles of fall nothingness (and football)!

peace...

love is like siberia

Monday, September 16, 2013

oh my gosh.

sometime in late july, i stumbled onto the brilliant idea that i needed two twitter accounts.

why?

i have absolutely no idea.

but when i get ideas like this, it's really useless to convince me otherwise. somewhere along the way, i changed my @figmentsoup handle to @henry_reading, and then i freaked out because it was just too much. to hoot suite or not to hoot suite? that was one of three questions that plagued me during the last few weeks of my summer.

and then i had a moment of clarity and i decided i didn't need the @figmentsoup handle, so i changed my @figmentsoup to @henry_reading (which, henceforward, from that moment, would be my 'professional' twitter account, as you can see here).

at the time, the rationale for all of this was crystal clear to me.

somewhere in the midst of dredging my way through the grueling mud of the two-account-twitterverse, i unfollowed some people who i thought i should follow under a separate handle, and ironically enough, i've forgotten the names of the people i unfollowed and the handle in which i refollowed.

remember when life was simple and the most technical thing we did each week was play a friendly game of burger time on intellivision (if there wasn't anything good on any of our three channels)?


sometimes i miss those days.

regardless, i refound andy borowitz tonight and suddenly i understand why i've been feeling a little mucky and clouded for the last few weeks - immeasurable amounts of humor have been missing from my life!!


now that i have rediscovered a little slice of comic heaven, my world has officially returned to its normal, upright position on its axis. whew!

enjoy the gentle humor of mr. borowitz. i promise it will restore your faith in most of humanity.

peace...

overwhelmed

Saturday, September 7, 2013

here's what's happening right now, and i'm not even kidding you. it's almost too good to be true.

it's raining outside while the sun is shining. the huge claps of thunder are interrupted by quick bursts of lightning. college football is on, i have a full glass of wine, and my screen door is letting the yummy smell of rain drift into my living room. the whole scenario is crazy awesome.


this sensory overload is the perfect way to sum up my entire week.

my dad was here for a visit last weekend, and it was so good to catch up and to have him here. he left late sunday afternoon and sent me a text at 12:27 am to let me know he made it home. twelve hours after that, he sent me another text telling me to take it easy for labor day and that he was about to mow the yard.

just before i went to bed monday night, my little sisters called me to let me know they were on their way to the hospital because my dad had a heart attack after his six-mile run.

panic immediately ensued, and my world was turned upside down until i got a text from him the next morning telling me the worst part was behind us. after undergoing surgery and spending three days in the hospital, i'm happy to tell you he has been home since thursday and is on the mend!

i'm all about silver linings, so i thought i'd share a few with you.

i am so glad this happened when he was safely back at home instead of a few hours earlier when he was making the 8-hour trek from texas back to oklahoma. i am so thankful for the quality time we had with him last weekend. i have incredibly supportive friends who kept tabs on me this week. i have a wonderful group of students who, even though they didn't know what i had going on, were so good for me in class this week.

and most of all, i had these cuties to give me a solid sense of perspective over the last five days.

please note that cee is on her tip toes and is passive 
aggressively standing on jay's foot so jay cannot 
stand on her toes. being the tallest matters.

if you're someone i see on a regular basis and i didn't tell you about my dad, it's simply because i have the emotional maturity of a five year old when it comes to things like this. talking about it while remaining cool, calm, and collected was a monumental task for me last week, and although i'm still not ready to talk about it, i'm much better now.

so is he.

alright, we've had rain delays for the red raiders and the longhorns, but the sooners are busy doing their thing. my dad should be there holding his sound thingy for fox sports tonight, but instead he's watching a home game from home for maybe the first time in five years. he'll be back out there soon enough, and i'm glad he gets to watch and rest tonight.

peace...

i love...

Monday, September 2, 2013

...watching my girls do their thing.

cee had her first fusion tournament this weekend. i love how she puts her whole heart into every single game, and i am constantly amazed with her dedication to soccer. i am sure every parent feels this way about their kids, and i realize i'm not setting myself apart from anyone else's admiration for their offspring.

her teammates are all so sweet and they get along so well with each other. her teammates' parents are pretty amazing, too! we are very lucky to have such a great group of people on our journey through this season!!





and lest you think that i am playing favorites with cee, i have some exciting jay news for you.

in early july, sweet little jay told me she wanted a blog of her own. i was not entirely sold on the idea at first, so i took a couple of weeks to think about it.

and then i said yes.

she wrote her first three posts, and then we forgot about it accidentally let it sit on the back burner for a month or so.

today she wrote again. it's all her own work, and i am really proud of her for taking the initiative with it, although it will always be under my oversight.

i hope you enjoy her creation!!

please check out her work at blue eyed freckle face.

we were so happy to have my dad with us this weekend. his visits always make us happy from the inside out, and we are glad he made it back home safely!

peace...

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