eating my words

When someone dies, I suppose it’s natural to think back on conversations you had – or wish you’d had – with that person. I remember vaguely some of the stories that my Granddaddy told me about his life, American history, etc. How I would love to sit on his knee and listen more intently now! I remember my Aunt Clydie’s interest in my time in China and how supportive she was of me. I wish we could talk today about life and faith.

I’ve recalled many a conversation with Nathan since he died – especially from our childhood/teen years, but one came to mind today that made me chuckle. When we would argue (which was often), he liked to snap: “I wish I was an only child or you were a brother!” and I would respond with something like: “I wish I had a sister and not a bratty brother!” and we’d go back and forth in similar fashion. One of my fall-back retorts was: “I hope you grow up and have three bratty little boys JUST LIKE YOU!”

This conversation replayed in my head earlier today, and I couldn’t help but chuckle aloud. Oh, the poetic justice … the irony of it all! Sometimes you just have to laugh at how life zig-zags in ways you never could have imagined. To think: God isn’t surprised by any of it. That gives me comfort. It may feel like chaos on my end, but I’m not the One in control, am I?  😉

Today felt a little less like having company over at the house and a little more like “home” with all five boys. It’s a good feeling. Someone told me today that Nathan would be proud. I hope so, and I trust he knows that I was kidding about him having bratty little boys … ok, ok, maybe partly kidding!  :p

left-handed haikus

I was filing away some notes at work today and came across a couple of haikus that I had scrawled left-handed in the margin during a meeting last month. (Yes, I was paying attention … just multi-tasking. heh) I just had Nathan on my mind and these two poems took shape.

Sometimes I like to write left-handed whenever I need to think or when I’m journaling/trying to wind down my brain. I haven’t journaled much since I started blogging, but there’s something about putting pen to paper that helps me think more clearly. In a meeting or seminar, if I’m just holding a pen, I pay attention better – even if I’m not taking notes. I’m weird; yes, I know. :p

Here are the two haikus I found:

my brother is gone
where is he?
apart from this world

grief like rolling clouds
overwhelmed!
sun will shine again

Day Two: the grocery store

Perhaps I’m a glutton for punishment, or maybe just had my hopes set too high for Day Two. I tried going to the grocery store with the youngest three while the older two were at karate. It could have been worse, but it could have been better. I think, for the foreseeable future, I will wait and go to the store at 11pm when everyone is in bed and I can walk leisurely down the aisles without having to call down anyone or mediate between who’s touching who.

Just when things looked to be settling down at bedtime, we (and apparently the whole street) lost power. Idk why losing power when it’s already dark would be such a big deal, but the kids freaked. Thankfully, it only lasted a couple of minutes, and all is calm again. The good news is, we got a little rain!

Day One

The boys were glad to see each other this afternoon, and it took no more than five seconds for them to fall into stride with each other for a grand tour of the house, showing off beds and toys and beanbags, etc.

Dinner went pretty smoothly. My homemade pasta sauce from our garden Roma tomatoes was a huge hit. *grins! Our idea to have all the boys sitting at the curved bar seems like it will work out ok, as long as the little ones don’t tip over the barstools climbing up! It’s been working out great with three, so adding two more might be a little challenging, but I think it’ll be fine. The idea is to eat dinner together and have a chance to talk and be together … not necessarily sit around a huge table together. It’s unconventional, but it works for us. Besides, nothing about our lives right now is conventional!! ha!

Bedtime was a little more trying. Everyone was wired and didn’t want to settle down. I had to put on my stern hat and issue some warnings, but they quieted down soon enough. The problem arose when someone tossed a stuffed animal from his bed up to the other one on the bunkbed and hit the ceiling fan cord in flight … the plastic “basketball” pullcord do-dad hit the fan blade, broke off and hit the bedroom window, ricocheted off and landed on the floor. Yes, it broke the window. The interior pane of a double-paned window now has a golfball-sized hole in it. *sigh … I know it was an accident, and it’s really pretty comical if I wasn’t aggravated about how much it’ll cost to fix. The pair did get a sermon on throwing things (even soft things!!) in the house and not being still & quiet like they were told. 😉 I didn’t hear a peep after that, so I think my stern hat worked that time.

RSS RockSS!

I attended an RSS seminar yesterday, and it was so cool! It’s such a neat concept – having news & info come to you, rather that you having to go fetch it. Now I can read updates on friends’ blogs, news sites, magazines and newspapers, even journal articles and scholarly publications! And the updates come as they occur, so you don’t waste time sifting through different sites to see if there are any updates.

This site also has RSS (see the lil’ orange icon on the top of the screen w/the signal waves?) … all you need is a free viewer like Google Reader and subscribe! Way cool.

morning funny

In the car on the way to daycamp/work this morning:

A (pointing at my office building in the distance): “Look, Mommy – there’s where you’re going in the future!”

J: “Nuh-uh. She’s going there right after she drops us off, not in the future.”

A: “That’s still the future.”

J: “Ok, then – in the future, we’re going to pass the post office and then get dropped off at daycamp.”

A&J in unison and with exaggerated excitement (as we round the corner and see the p.o.): “Whoa … it’s amazing! It really happened. We can tell the future!”

my lil' Mike Modano

When I picked up the guys from day camp today, J. was beaming with pride and told me that they played field hockey (kids against grown-ups) and HE scored the first goal of either team! Woot! wtg, buddy!

This is the same kid who participated in some sort of dance-off (so the tale goes) yesterday at day camp and strained his shoulder while doing a one-armed handstand. He wasn’t complaining about it this evening, so hopefully it was just a muscle strain. We’ll keep an eye on it.

creamy saucy goodness

I have to brag on tonight’s supper. I fixed fettuccine florentine (some spinach noodles and some regular noodles) with canned mixed veggies and “pink” sauce (tomato/alfredo).

You would have thought that I fixed homemade pizza (J’s personal fave)! It was amazing; everyone ate without a single complaint and even showed off their empty bowls.

They were shocked when I told them what was in the dish, and A. remarked, “Oh, well, you camo’ed it pretty well.” lol! Someone called it “creamy saucy goodness.” I’ll take that as kudos, tyvm.

Note to self: make that again!

special prayer

I forgot to mention this on my Father’s Day post. We were in the car on our way to Houston that morning, and my oldest remarked, “I said a prayer for God to tell Uncle Nathan, ‘Happy Father’s Day.’ Then I told God, ‘Happy Father’s Day,’ too, since he’s a father.” Such unsolicited moments make my heart sing!

the sports room

vinyl wall art: baseball!

vinyl wall art: baseball!

vinyl wall art: soccer!

vinyl wall art: soccer!

This was a very interesting room. The previous owners had girls, and this room was painted orange & green with vinyl stick-on polka dots in black, white and pink. We took down the pink dots, but the guys really liked the funky colors, so we tried to figure out what would go well with the bold color scheme.

I found these vinyl “shadows” for the wall, and [in my humble opinion] they look awesome! Definitely a boys’ room now! 🙂