Baby Boy earned his purple belt in tae kwon do last night. I'm so proud of him - here's a few photos and even a short snippet of video of how the evening went.
Today I have to email my friend, D (we’ll leave it at that to protect the innocent). She has chickens on her land and she is always trying to sell me her farm fresh eggs. I do not like eggs. Since I do the cooking in my house, no one in my house eats eggs. I do not cook anything I will not be eating. Them’s the rules.
Yesterday, after sending Mom #2 a flurry of text messages regarding money and the car and other miscellaneous items, I happened to mention D and her over abundance of farm fresh eggs. Mom #2 mentioned it to her parents and oh my goodness the world has a new bright and shiny light and I AM IT. Turns out they need five, yes you read me right, five dozen eggs. This is for two people, my mom-in-law and my pop-in-law: no kids, no pets, no guests. I don’t get it, but okay.
Turns out they LOVE farm fresh eggs! It is simply astounding to me that Mom #2 and I have been together almost ten years and no one mentioned to me that eggs are apparently their very favorite food. I guess since I have such a violent disgust for them, they decided to let me live in my delicate egg free bubble.
So, like I said earlier, today I have to email my friend, D. I will ask her to put five dozen eggs in a box and bring them to our next home school field trip. She will be very excited as selling them is one of the many ways she earns her living.
It has done my heart good to know that I could make this love connection, I mean love match (wink, wink, you thought you had me, didn’t you).
P.S.
I know you may not believe this, but this is a true story.
This actually did happen to me today.
The words for this week were apparently meant especially for me, LOL.
Thanks, Ami. I had fun.
The organizer of the homeschool field trip group we've been popping in on invited Baby Boy and me to come to a game of Ultimate Frisbee this afternoon. We're down to only one vehicle, so when I politely declined, she actually offered to give us a ride. Now we live closer to town that we used to, but by no means at all can we be considered really local, so this was an extremely kind gesture. I'm going to have to add this lady to my Christmas card list.
Baby Boy and I didn't have a clue of what Ultimate Frisbee was. I didn't even have the presence of mind to try to Google it or anything. We just went out there blind as bats.
Baby Boy said he had a lot of fun. He used to play a lot of disc golf back in his summer camp days, so it helped him not to be totally incompetent. That's always nice. I honestly don't know what they were doing out there. I saw some frisbee throwing and some running. Actually a LOT of running, so I know this game is not for me. I don't really run. Actually let's be blunt - I don't run.
Anyway, Baby Boy had fun and said he wants to go play some more so . . . that's nice and . . . we'll see.
We did get our art projects completed today as well.
We are learning a little bit about Impressionism. An art form that includes capturing an impression (via a quick glance) of something you would ordinarily see in nature. Anyway it's supposed to look loose and unfinished and you're supposed to be able to see the brush strokes. Well we didn't use brushes, we used oil pastels . . . so anyway.
Well, we've had a pleasant enough weekend.
As you know, in this part of the country, Easter is the beginning of the barbecue season (which, by the way, lasts all the rest of the year). Yesterday my In-Laws invited us over for a fantabulous dinner. My father in law barbecued an amazing brisket. That man KNOWS he can barbecue! My mom-in-law made homemade potato salad, asparagus cheese wraps, and cheese cake. It was heavenly. We had a good meal, some nice conversation, and an all around delightful time.
My dad was supposed to take Baby Boy to church this morning, but he called last night and said he had to go into work, so that was that. I think Baby Boy was about half disappointed and half not too concerned, because he slept in extra late this morning.
So this is what we ended up doing today.
Happy Springtime, Everyone!
Of course you know down here, it's already been in the 90's daily for weeks, but we have recently gotten some much-needed rain, so that's good. I'm a big fan of rain, as long as I don't have to drive anywhere. Frankly, I'm not a great driver anyway, and rain just makes it that much worse. I generally try to stay home in the rain.
We do have our official first sign of spring - Mom #2 has planted her strawberry plant. Isn't it cute? I'll let you know the status of that experiment in a few months, LOL.
Oh, school was so great this week. We finished every single thing on our schedule. I love when that happens! It's a rare and unusual phenomenon, and believe me, it's worth mentioning.
Today we went on a little outing with the homeschool group. We went to see an exhibit on The Beat Generation poets. The exhibit was interesting, not exactly what I expected, but tolerable. I arrived late, as usual, but everyone was still very nice to us - that's the sign of a good group. This is our 3rd time tagging along and I'm not feeling "frozen out" yet, so I think this might work. After the docent tour, we went to a social spot where Baby Boy enjoyed playing pool and air hockey. He is really warming up to the kids there, which is very pleasing because neither he nor I make friends very easily. I'm actually sort of struggling to get along with the other moms, but I'm going to make an honest and determined effort for Baby Boy's sake. It's so obvious that he's tired of having his mom as a best friend. Oh, why must they grow up so fast?
Oh, and I was wondering why there weren't that many other families on the field trip and why there were so much traffic on the highway. . . why didn't anyone tell me today is Good Friday and Sunday coming up is Easter. Oh my goodness. I guess just Baby Boy, Myself, and a few other heathens were wandering around at museums and such. Everyone else was on the highway trying to get to their families and to churches all over town. Oops! I need to go call my mom, I hope she's cooking something good.
I need to get in touch with the Easter Bunny and see if he can make an emergency house call. I'm severely lacking in decorations and such. It's way too early this year.
Oh, well.
Until next time . . .
Smooches!
