P.S. to Just missed it

These were Mom's words about the previously mentioned planned concert: "just caught K**** smuggling maracas and other assorted musical instruments into her room. Apparently, the girls were planning a musical celebration first thing in the morning to wish us a happy anniversary...darn, words cannot express how sorry I am I intercepted that one..."

Just missed it by that much!

The girls enjoyed their uncle playing with them in the pool last Saturday but I should have known better than to leave him alone with them more than five minutes. Seems he planted the seed of an idea in their heads for a special anniversary gift for their parents.

Mom caught the oldest one trying to slip maracas into her room when she was going to bed. After a bit of questioning, it turns out the girls had planned to come marching and singing into their room quite early Sunday morning, as their own unique gift.

Of course, Uncle D says he only suggested they sing for them and Roo is known to take a simple idea and spin it into a huge project; but knowing their uncle as well as I do, you have to wonder...

Things you do for grandchildren

If you really enjoy self-inflicted pain (or just feel the urge to hurt yourself), spend a couple of hours at Dillards trying on bathing suits! No blood and guaranteed to induce extreme agony! Just the the trauma of seeing yourself half naked in a full length mirror is enough to make you want to run screaming out of the door. After putting your other clothes back on of course. I'm sure part of it was the lighting. Complete darkness would have been preferable.

That was yesterday. Today I've learned there's one thing even more embarassing: being seen in public in the one you finally settle on! The girls were here this afternoon to let  Mom and Dad have some time to themselves to celebrate their 12th anniversary and of course, they wanted to go swimming. So, if you hear of an outbreak of snow blindness in northwest Atlanta, it was just me taking them to the pool! I don't even remember the last time I was in a swimming pool and my legs (and some other parts) are so white you need sunglasses to look at them!

One of those double take moments

I was sitting behind a motocycle in traffic earlier today, vaguely thinking the head gear its rider was wearing was nice but wouldn't do much to protect his skin if he crashed while wearing those shorty shorts and t-shirt when I looked at the back of his head a little more closely. He was wearing his sunglass on the back of his neck, just beneath the back of his helmet and for the world, it look as though he had a face on both sides. So funny. I opened up my phone to take a photo but the light changed before I could. That's one shot I hated missing!

I knew this would happen

Okay, I've been a day ahead since last Wednesday. After a Monday holiday, now I'm a day ahead. Should be an interesting week!

It was a great weekend though. Several friends gathered at my son's apartment in Midtown with lots of laughs and camaraderie, good food, only a tiny bit of drinking, then watching fireworks over Centennial Olympic Park from the roof. The weather was incredible, not at all like July 4 in Georgia. Comfortable temperature, practically no humidity, and a nice breeze blowing all evening. It seems a little strange that the northeast part of the country is suffering from a heat wave while the past few days here have been moderate. Nice while it lasts though.

The week ahead is busy, culminating with the girls coming over Saturday afternoon while Mom and Dad celebrate their 12th anniversary. Just hoping the weather is good so they can get in the pool for a while. (I'm working on getting their uncle to come over and help entertain them at least for a while.) If it isn't, I have a feeling this little apartment is going to get really small before the day is out!

Don't you hate when this happens?

I thought Wednesday was Thursday, even to the point I called the doctor's office to apologize for missing an appointment scheduled for Thursday morning. Thursday felt like Friday, and yesterday was definitely Sunday-ish. I don't know what today feels like but I just know I'm going to hate tomorrow! In the meantime, I think I will head over to Midtown and watch the fireworks at Centennial Olympic Park.

What?

I've been flipping through one of those "modern" parent magazines. Albeit, there are some good ideas in it but I'm still shaking my head at some of the suggestions. One said to "encourage the effort instead of praising the deed." Sounds kind of okay until you read the example of praising a child for showing self control and not arguing with the parent.

Whatever happened to excercising the right to forbid your kid from talking back to you? You know ~ the old 'I'm your Mom/Dad and you do not sass/backtalk/ smart off at me.'

Another was to reward your child with a trip to the ice cream/shop when s/he is complimented on his/her behavior by someone else. Please! Why should you reward a kid for behaving in public? No wonder so many of them are confused!