I lifted that from "It's a Wonderful Life". Imagine me doing my best Jimmy Stewart impersonation, which in my case is a bad Jimmy Stewart impersonation but it's in my head so I sound just like George Bailey, dear George Bailey.

I am really glad to have all my kids! All in all, everyone is cheerful and I am biding my time for a lull. They do come. I seem to have a gift for arranging everything to hit at once but, on the bright side, it will all die down. The kids will cry, "I'm bored!" I wonder what THAT feels like?
May 19, summer vacation is on! Ali will be off to Germany for a month. Imagine that. My prickly and demanding eldest gone for longer than we have ever been apart. We have almost never been apart for more than a day or two. Sydney is taking PE over summer break and it turns out she needs both sessions to get the full credit, so we may not get to go anywhere. Boo hoo hoo? Nope. Oh, joy! Mom always needs a vacation after vacation. Both younger kids are going to the Museum of Art school for a week in July and that's plenty busy for me. Summers are for losing as many activities as possible. It's lazier and less structured, the pool, the movie theatre, water parks, bowling, skating, but nothing that HAS to be done. I love summer!
Rich is working late tonight so I am meeting Tina for yoga and taking her to dinner. I am not staying in after all. And that's fine too. I am just taking it as it comes, so busy I may be, but stressed out? Forget about it! If I wait for things to be "just so" to enjoy my life, it will have passed and I will become a bitter, stale old crone and that would be tragic. This could be THE moment that determines what type of old broad I become.
This stop by Cathe's place will keep withdrawal at bay and I'll be back as quickly as I can. But my toilets are calling to me, "Clean me," and today's the day to get the housework done so I can take the kids to Target, make dinner and meet Tina and do yoga. She's is feeling terrible; her immune system is kicking her butt.
My dad used to say: Cheer up. Things could be worse. So, I cheered up, and, sure as hell, things go worse. I say that too, winking, because I am cheerful, busy and happy. It's neither good nor bad, better or worse; it's just the way it is. I now have to channel "it" into a clean house, working dirtiest to cleanest. My neighbor brought me flowers so I must clean the house. I only ever buy flowers when the house is my version of perfect. I haven't bought myself flowers in a long while! I am giving myself 3 hours to make the joint flower worthy!
You do know how to eat an elephant? One bite at a time!
Bobbi
http://www.handykult.de/plaudersmilies.de/chicken.gif "Chick's rule!"
Tell me, what it is you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? Mary Oliver