Flashback Friday

This is a photo of me when I was Wildman’s age.

Happy Friday!  I’m back-to-school shopping with my mom today.  Can you believe the boys start school on August 10th?  The summer has really flown by but I am ready to be back to a regular school routine.

We have some friends in town from North Carolina this weekend so I expect we’ll be plenty busy catching up.  Have a great weekend everyone!

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What’s Up?

What are your weekend plans?  I’m heading out to another photography class in a little bit.  The kids are eating powdered donuts and banana halves in front of cartoons and J is still sleeping.  It’s a pretty peaceful morning so far.  Perfect for popping in here to say hello as I enjoy my morning coffee and my own serving of little powdered donuts.

Last Friday I walked up to the beach with my camera slung over my shoulder to see what I could capture in really windy, very bright conditions.  Because I was getting sandblasted and didn’t want to scratch my lens, I did not stay long.  One of the first things I saw lying in the wet sand was this golden seashell.  It was so sunny and beautiful.  I’m so glad this photo came out.  These are the kinds of shells that my boys like to find and give to me as keepsakes.

Who knows where the rest of the weekend will take us but I’d like to finish up the thank you notes from Cutie Pie’s birthday party, catch up on some laundry and come up with a new Zumba routine for February.  We’ll see though.  On the weekends I’d much rather play!  And J wants to take his parents out for a boat ride on Sunday and that sounds so much more fun 🙂

The Week that Was

A friend from high school passed away on Thursday.  It happened around noon.  Earlier this week I was thinking about her.  Wondering how she was doing.  To die of cancer at 32 years old seems so cruel.  The best years of her life should be ahead of her.  Instead, her light has been extinguished prematurely.

We weren’t close friends.  She was a year behind me in school and was on the dance team.  I was in Science Research.  She was all fun and girly and I was all shy and studious.  Our worlds did not exactly co-mingle.  However, we had one good friend in common and as we all got older we came to share more common ground as well.  I guess that happens to everyone.  Whatever stereotype you fit into high school, “popular”, “nerd”, “jock”, etc., flies out the window when you get some real living done.

Anyway, my friend was diagnosed with a rare form of bladder cancer well over a year ago.  Her condition rapidly deteriorated as the cancer spread throughout her body.  She passed away four days after her 32nd birthday.  While it’s so sad to hear of her passing I am relieved to know that her pain and suffering have finally ended.  I’m planning to attend her wake next week.  The details of which are still being hashed out.

Last year, I saw her a couple of times at a child’s birthday party and at a friend’s baby shower.  She looked amazingly healthy for someone so sick.  You would have not known that she had cancer but for the colorful scarf tied around her head.  She looked beautiful and was vivacious as ever.

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Cutie Pie has a double ear infection.  He went to bed on Thursday night saying that his ear hurt and woke up on Friday still complaining of an ear ache.  Luckily, our pediatrician was able to work us in on Friday around noon.

After one dose of antibiotics, he’s back to his usual silly self.  Yeah!

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My checklist for the weeknd:

  • Pick up Wildman’s T-ball schedule, team t-shirt, etc. today at 10 AM
  • Call to make an appointment at the salon for Steph and me
  • Get my hair cut and get a pedicure to make myself look presentable again
  • Enjoy quality time with J and the boys
  • Do some laundry
  • Work on Zumba choreography
  • Eat doughnut holes…

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I finished watching the first season of the Sopranos last night.  I’m hooked now more than ever!  Get ready Season 2, here I come!

While I was watching the final episode from Season 1 at 11:30 last night, I heard all of this rumbling outside.  It kind of sounded like thunder so I chalked it up to a storm moving through.  Then I heard our screen door rattle and a light tap-tap-tap on our front door.  I got myself up off the couch to see who was at the door.  A mischievous finger was placed over the peephole.  It could only be one person…

Big Red, reeking of whiskey, had come to pay us a visit.  Nice.  He had just finished watching a chick flick with Steph and decided to come outside for some fresh air while she slept on the couch.  After wrestling his trashcans in from the curb (the rumbling sound I hear), he noticed the light on at our house and came over to harass us. He was both surprised and disappointed when I opened the door.  He thought we’d be too scared to open the door to someone who had their thumb over the peephole.  No such luck.  His stumbling around outside gave him away.

J had already planted himself on our bed and was snoring pretty loudly by the time I put in the Sopranos.  I stood on the front porch chatting with Big Red basically telling him that he was a loud, noisy SOB in the kindest way possible.  Big Red kept asking for J and laughing so much that it woke J from his slumber.  J came stumbling out saying that he had nightmare that Big Red was on our doorstep and was frightened to find that it wasn’t a dream at all.  🙂

They ended up walking to the beach together for some quality man bonding and I went back to my show.  I was happy to have peace and quiet again.