woodstock, hippies and hobos

We went to Woodstock late Saturday afternoon with the little kids. Usually, when we go out to dinner, we do it with the idea of getting away together to catch up, chat without interruption, hang out with friends our age -- but our kids were so excited to be going OUT to dinner, I actually felt guilty for not doing it more often.

ANYWAY, we decided to take the kids to one of our favorite restaurants, The Little Bear, (Great food - you can check it out here ) which is just outside of Woodstock. It's a fab little Chinese place right alongside a little rambling and rocky creek. We've been going to this place for years now. For some reason I just don't remember the first time we went, and I wish I did. During the summer you can eat outside on this flagstone patio - we always stay in and get a seat by the windows overlooking the creek though.

Though we are not too far from Woodstock, the ride seems long. It must be because most of the way is by back roads, through country -- oftentimes you get behind a line of slowpokes just looking at scenery. That doesn't bother me, because I like to look too. Along the way, I told the kids where we were going, explaining the town of Woodstock that we would be driving through to get to our destination. Most people think of Woodstock as the place where the hugely famous music festival happened in 1969, then again in 1994 -- but the town of Woodstock, that is a pretty cool place to go. It is of course filled with art galleries and shops, cool places to eat, cool people and things to see, and always cool music to hear on any given day.

So I was telling the kids about the music festivals, and about the time period that the first festival was set in - you know, peace, love and rock & roll. All of a sudden, Alex yells out: "Oh my Gosh!! There's a HIPPIE!! Look at his HAIR!" The girls are practically falling out of their seats to get a look at this guy walking along with crazy long dreads. (I love dreadlocks. I admit, I am secretly a wannabe granola-head. Don't tell my husband.)

Then, "A HOBO!!! Mom, LOOK!! It's a REAL LIVE HOBO!!!"

Gosh, who knew all I had to do was drive 40 minutes from home to get my kids so excited?

I think we're going to have to take some more day trips.

ps: Cuteness: as we were leaving the restaurant, the night air smelled of burning wood and Chinese food, and Brookie exclaims, "It smells just like a Chinese campfire!" huh?

scratches in the sky

Every time Brookie says something cute or funny, I'll wish I wrote it down right away, because it will inevitably be forgotten, lost in the deep crevices of the grey matter...

One of my unwritten resolutions is going to be to write more things down.

Yesterday, I emailed myself two cute things that made me smile at Brooke's age, innocence, observations, and just plain interest in all things around her. We were looking out the window at the many clouds so high up in the sky, and she asked, "Mommy, how can clouds move so fast when they don't even have legs?"

And later, noticing the scribbled white crayon-like strip that is left behind an airplane against the blue heavens, Brooke exclaimed, "Mommy, look! It's like somebody scratched the sky!"

BIRTHDAY!

40 Lessons for 40 years:

(1) Make peace with your past so it won't screw up your present.

(2) Stay the course.

(3) It's OK to let your children see you cry.

(4) Apologize.

(5) It's not your business what other people think of you.

(6) It's never too late to be what you might have been.

(7) Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.

(8) Don't sweat the small stuff.

(9) Envy is a waste of time, you already have all that you need.

(10) The best is yet to come.

(11) Life isn't tied with a bow, but it is still a gift.

(12) Yield.

(13) Get outside every day, miracles are waiting every where.

(14) Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.

(15) Don't take yourself so seriously, no one else does.

(16) Believe in miracles.

(17) Your children only get one childhood.

(18) No matter how good or bad a situation is, it will change.

(19) If a relationship has to be secret, you shouldn't be in it.

(20) Forgive.

(21) Only you are in charge of your happiness.

(22) Over prepare, then go with the flow.

(23) Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.

(24) Take the time to notice the small things in life.

(25) If it isn't beautiful, useful or or joyful, get rid of it.

(26) Everything can change in the blink of an eye.

(27) Don't worry, be happy.

(28) The sun is going to rise every day, no matter where you are.

(29) Don't be afraid to ask questions.

(30) Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

(31) Seize the day!

(32) Give yourself 15 minutes every day to calm and center yourself.

(33) Don't have a jealous heart.

(34) To what end, this money in our pocket?

(35) Don't audit life - show up and make the most of it.

(36) Time heals almost all wounds.

(37) You are loved.

(38) Ask for forgiveness.

(39) Don't compare your life to others.

(40) Today is special -- don't waste one minute of it.

a jealous heart

Ali, Ty and the kids went to Florida for the week. I really wanted to go too, but it just wasn't happening for us this year. It's so hard for Alex to take time off between the New Year and July - he's just so busy at work when the legislature is in session. Last year at this time though, we packed a bunch of stuff, piled into the car and headed to Disney. We got a cool deal that included our "resort" as well as tickets to all of the parks for the week.

Yes, I put resort in quotes for a good reason. Our "resort" was a trailer with logs on it, basically. We stayed in the Fort Wilderness campground, which also has cabins - or "trailers with logs on them." (sorry, I seem to be very "quotey" in this post) I have to tell you, it was the best week I ever had in Disney -- love love loved the place we stayed, and it absolutely worked perfectly for our family.

We had an awesome week, the ride down was so shockingly pleasant that I would have no trouble making the trek again. Who could imagine an overloaded minivan complete with three kids and two parents, on a 20 hour drive would ever be described as pleasant?

I know, right??!

I was definitely feeling cranky and envious when Ali, Ty and the kids left Saturday, looking happy and excited, overloaded car and all. I wanted to go too!!! Then Alex went and told me not to have a jealous heart.

I think a jealous heart is green, and I guess having a throbbing green heart is not all that appealing to me. So I got over it.

Sorta.

my valentine

Some of the reasons why I YY love YY my VYlentine...

--He makes me tea when I am sick, and he knows how I like it

--He knows how to make me laugh when I am stressed out

--He is faithful

--He plays scrabble with me

--He will watch the shows I like, even if he doesn't like them

--He tells me I am beautiful

--He snuggles with the kids

--He understands when I need space

--He squeezes my feet

--He will clean up throw-up or other gross things because he knows it makes me sick

--He brings my ice water to bed every night

--He is the only one I want to hug me when I cry

--He gets up in the mornings with the kids so I can have a little extra time for myself

--He cleans the tub because he knows it hurts my shoulder to do it

--He tells me he loves me every day, and he means it Y

Tween Idol

So Tuesday night was the big Tween Idol event at the middle school. After about 80 kids auditioned, there were 5 kids chosen from each of the middle school grades (5th-7th) to compete against each other for the trophies, and of course the coveted title of TWEEN IDOL. The 5 kids from each grade sang individually on stage with music (kind of like karaoke) in front of the whole auditorium, and it was PACKED.

First of all, I was so impressed with how brave and confident those kids all were. I can't even imagine getting up on stage alone and singing in front of an audience full of peers and adults. I also liked that the kids weren't afraid to go outside of the box and sing songs off of the current pop charts. Besides Miley Cyrus and Taylor Swift, there was a girl who sang Nancy Sinatra, and a boy who did Run Around Sue. There were the Beatles and Journey... it was really fun!

So back to the process - after the 5 kids from each grade had their turn singing and being judged by the panel of teacher/judges, they left the stage and the audience voted for the best performer in each grade.

After the winner for each grade was announced, the three winners had to go up individually for another round and sing a different song, competing against each other for the title of Tween Idol.

Alex sang the song "I'll Be There," by the Jackson 5. I thought he did SUCH A GREAT JOB. I was so proud of him - he had tons of applause and cheering. He was the cutest thing ever when he got up there, I could just tell he was really nervous. His vocals were on spot, smooth and impressive. I never really knew he had any singing talent, so I was surprised that he just did so well. Every last kid in the 7th grade was really good though, and he did not advance to the final round. He wasn't too disappointed though, he was just proud to have made it as far as he did, and to have been able to get up there and do his thing. He thought the girl who won his grade deserved it and totally cheered her on when she ended up winning the whole competition.

I am so proud of my boy.

bye brace face

After 2 1/2 years of furious brushing, flossing, countless lengthy appointments, lots of cold hard cash, sugar-free gum and a mouth ful of metal contraptions, I am proud to announce that Alex has finally gotten his braces removed! No longer can we call him Brace Face, Metal Mouth, Tinsel Teeth or Zipper Lips...

THEN

NOW

So a big shout out to Alex's orthodontist group, who made his teeth look beautiful!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you! (www.albanybraces.com)

street scene

This past weekend we went to go see my so very talented girl Kara in her first lead role in an Opera at college. She played the part of Anna Maurrant in Kurt Weil's Street Scene, a mother in the 1940's who lives a lonely, stifled life, spending her time taking care of her children and overbearing husband. She gets caught having an affair and in the end, her husband kills her and goes to jail.

I am so proud of her. She did an amazing job - she always does. I wonder where she gets that talent - that confidence. She just shines on the stage, it is truly where she belongs. She makes me proud to be her mom every day, and

I love her with all of my heart.

jillian is killin' me.

So I made the mistake of bringing my husband to Super Wal-Mart with me the other night. Don't get me wrong, I love to go places with him, and I especially like it when we get out together alone, because that doesn't happen too often. The problem is, whenever he comes grocery shopping with me, my bill goes up dramatically. I have this unrealistic goal of getting out of Wal-Mart each week as close to $100 as possible, and usually I am pretty close to that - unless it's a laundry detergent/Pull-Up's week. So when I ring out at over $160 for a weeks worth of what is supposed to be GROCERIES, I blame it on my husband's presence.

As I was rounding the bread aisle, he pops up with, among other things, a handful of The Biggest Loser exercise DVD's. He decided he wants to start working out every day to help him get back in shape. So we spend a good 10 minutes in the bread aisle looking through the DVD's he picked out, and we decide on The Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred. I tell him I will do it too. Jillian is scary, but I love her. She kicks butt.

He started Sunday night. You may have thought I was stabbing him with many knives by the sound of it, but he made it through the 20 minute (I admit) pretty intense workout. I watched, thinking it looked tough, but do-able. Then he got up Monday morning early enough to do it again before work. As I heard him making his way up to the shower, he was moaning with each footstep on the stairs. "Ow. Ow. Ow. Oooohhh..." This went on for approximately 20 stairs, after which I was definitely awake.

So I decided to try it Monday when the kids all left for school. It was hard, but I made it through doing the exercises modified for beginners. I was thinking Alex was being a big baby about the whole thing, because even though I was interrupted for about 10 minutes half-way through by an urgent call from my sister Ali (which really wasn't urgent at all), I felt pretty invigorated when it was done, and I didn't want to cry like a girl with every step I took.

That was yesterday.

Today, after the second workout, my legs are on fire. To quote Ron Burgundy, "Ohhh, its the deep burn!" In fact, I found myself wincing in pain when I reached for a cereal bowl. Did I mention I hate exercising? I guess if I can look even 1/2 as good as Jillian, it might be worth it.

MAYBE.

some of my favorites... in no particular order

deep bathtubs

cuppies

piano music

my boys

tulips

yummy low cal snacks

rosemary, dill and sea salt.

my girlies

diet dr.

peanut butter cups and peppermint patties

books