Wednesday, December 31, 2014
The End and Beginning
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
My movie virgin
My husband must have never watched movies growing up. Seriously, he has seen pretty much
nothing. Ever. I knew this going into our relationship, but
sometimes it just hits me just how sheltered from movies he has been.
The man has never seen the Wizard of Oz or any part of Gone
with the Wind. Granted, Gone with Wind
is not exactly a “guy” movie, but still it’s a classic. Shawshank Redemption? Never seen it. Hell, the movie is played all the time on TBS
or TNT on weekends, isn't it? Granted, I know that most of our weekend time is
spent watching Disney or Sprout PBS, but still….did he ever watch TV or movies
in high school or college?
None of the Oceans 11 series. I was the one who introduced him to Airplane!
when we first started dating.
The other night we were watching Dancing with the Stars
(well, no, I was watching it and T was begrudgingly trying to ignore it), and
the theme was movie night. One of the
movies featured was Ghost. He had never even
heard of it.
Tommy Chong (yes, of Cheech and Chong) danced to a “Scent of
a Woman” theme. This is my husband’s
response:
“What is this movie? Does the woman smell? What is this
movie about?”
I turn and stare at him, not responding.
The one that shamed me the most was Back to the Future
one. The actress who played Loraine, the
main character’s mom, is on the show so of course she danced to “Power of Love”
by Huey Lewis. T starts making fun of the song: “What movie plays Huey Lewis
and the News?” “T, it’s in the movie – very important.” So I try explaining who
she is and what the movie’s plot was as T gives me a blank stare.
“Have you ever seen the movie?”
“No.”
“But wait, you laughed at my cousin’s joke about the DeLorean. That’s a
movie reference. Did you get it?”
“I knew it was in the movie.”
“Yeah but you can’t laugh at a movie reference when you don’t
even know what it’s about.”
Then I turn to him and ask “what kind of bomb shelter did
you grow up in? Did you even own a
TV? Did you leave the house?”
I’m not sure he can be saved. I thought we could make a list
and check-off movies as we see them, but I am not even sure there’s enough time
to handle such a task. It’s insurmountable.
Monday, September 29, 2014
Pumpkins with our pumpkin
We had fun playing around the pumpkin patch/apple orchard. They have a petting zoo, rides and other little things for kids to do (and parents to spend money, of course). Aubrey had a good time, and that's all that counts. This smile...
She LOVED the cider. We each got a little cider jug, and she downed hers pretty quickly. I love this picture, btw...
Anyway, so we have been going to this place since I was first pregnant with Aubrey, and every year, we take a picture at the same place. It did not start off like a tradition or anything, but it has kind of worked its way into one. Looking through these pictures, it's amazing how things change and how the time flies. I believe somewhere around six months pregnant with Aubrey....
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Where do I go from here?
Monday morning I will be doing something that I have not
done in about twenty years. I will not
be going to work. Not because I’m sick
or on vacation, but because…well…I don’t have a job.
By choice, mind you.
I’m not going into it because I am a professional, and I do not under
any circumstances talk about my employment at all but I had to make a decision
that was hard, took a lot of thought and was the right thing for me to do. However, I did it without the big thing I
always have in the past – I did not have a job waiting for me. I won’t go into why either, but that’s not
what matters to me at this point. What
matters to me is….
What the hell do I do Monday?
I have worked since I was basically 12 and started
babysitting, then working at Baskin Robbins, daycares, and so on…I don’t think
(aside from first year of law school) I have ever NOT been employed. Hell, I worked when I was studying for the
bar exam. So this is something that
scares the hell out of me. I worked during my maternity leave, for God’s
sake!
I am struggling with the feeling that I am letting my family
down, and I am not going to lie that I am freaking out like you would not
believe. I am fortunate, however, that I
am in a two-income household, and also, I do have my writing. I’m not raking it in by any means but I am
bringing in something. But still…
Friday night and Saturday morning found me quickly applying
for various freelance writing opportunities until T essentially pulled me away
from the computer and told me to stop and take a breath. That and think. It is going to be hard, yes. It is going to suck, yes, but I need to take
this time to breathe and take care of myself, as well. I did not just get mono for absolutely no
reason, after all. “You can start
looking for writing gigs and then permanent jobs on Monday.”
What am I going to do?
That is a whole other post for another day. For now, I am taking as many freelance
opportunities I can and potentially doing contract legal positions as I do some
real soul searching. I need to decide
what it is I really want to do. I need
to find something that actually makes me happy.
For so long I have jumped from job to job because I had to and because I
needed that immediate income. But none
of those jobs were right for me, and what did that bring me? A resume’ with lots
jobs for short periods of time, and I never wanted that. So I have some serious thinking to do, but a
lot of writing in the process.
And I’ll be damned if I sit on the couch watching daytime TV
all day.
Saturday, September 13, 2014
In the Wiggle house
Yep, that's right. The Wiggles! Me, Nain - the person who never in a million years thought she would go to something like this - voluntarily went into an auditorium of toddlers dancing to kid's music. But I did it for her, because this face was worth it:
Dude, she was excited. When we first told her that she was going to see the Wiggles, I'm not sure she understood until we got there and they actually came out on stage.
Did you guys know that they have a girl Wiggle now? And she's pretty talented, too. I have to admit they did put on a good show. This concert was not one of those either where they make you wait and go on stage like 30 minutes late. Nope, not when you are dealing with toddlers. You start on time and end before 8:00.
She was mesmerized, especially during the ballerina part where the girl Wiggle (Emma) and another ballerina danced. I'm thinking someone is going to be a ballerina for Halloween. She loved it.
It was a weeknight, and logistically with T coming from Columbus and me working downtown with the concert being at 6:30 downtown, it was a nightmare but we pulled it off and it was SO worth it just to see her smile like this.
Monday, September 1, 2014
Blessed weekend
We’re wrapping up this much-needed long weekend, and I am
telling you I could so go for just one more day. Not just one more day with a child in my
presence, however, but just one more day.
Of sleep. Glorious sleep.
I love watching how
close Aubrey is with both of her grandparents.
I want her to have that good relationship like I did with my own
grandparents. So it makes my heart so
happy to see her loving all over her grandparents. She was in her element, too. The kid was so hyper it was ridiculous. At one point I considered putting a stake in
the grass outside and tethering her so she could just run around and get the
energy out. In that respect, it will be
good to have things get back to normal with school and what not.
It is funny because I imagine T’s parents were more than
ready to leave come Monday evening. They
love Aubrey, I know, but they also do not live with a toddler full-time. I am guessing they longed for that peace and
quiet, no matter how much they love spending time with her.
I do feel blessed T and I have good relationships with both
sets of parents, and I know we are lucky in what we have. It really makes you step back and just
realize what you have through these little moments like watching your daughter
hug your mom or hold her Nana’s hand as she walks to the car. Or tell her Grandpa to stop hammering because
his hammering noise was scaring her pee pee as she sat on the potty. Or watching her lay her head on my dad’s lap
after a busy and warm afternoon outside.
It is those moments.
Or it is those moments where she gives you a big hug and
tells you “you’re my friend.” Those
moments are pretty damn good too.
Friday, August 29, 2014
Just Mommy and me....
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