The weather doesn’t often put a smile on my face, but today nothing could remove the smile plastered on my face. Not work, not quarreling daughters, nothing. Two days before the official start of spring, the sun was in full blast mode and the temperature hit a balmy 75 degrees. After an interminable winter, today served as a reminder to all of us that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Sunlight, that is. And we’re ever so close to seeing much more of it.
I have been riveted to the computer these last few days, watching the disaster in Japan seemingly get worse with each passing minute. I can’t imagine what it would be like to experience an event so incredibly devastating.
For a kid who’s always asking, “Do I have anything on my face?” Sophie has no compunction about getting messy. In contrast to me at her age, when I couldn’t bear to wear anything with dirt on it or to get dirty myself, Sophie doesn’t mind so much as long as her face isn’t blemished.
It was one of those rare weekends that just fell into place. Things at work were finally calm after several weekends in a row of nonstop nonsense. We made a nice meal for some neighbors, who came over last night to enjoy quiche lorraine and mousse au chocolat. And I don’t mean the proverbial “we.” I mean the literal “we.”
I have waited on line for concert tickets. I have waited on line for roller coaster rides. I have waited on line to meet Disney princesses. I have waited on line to board airplanes.
Papa is working late tonight. The girls are in their pjs and we’re getting ready to watch “American Idol” together. We have some popcorn, too. I’m looking forward to hanging out with them for an hour and listen to them critique this season’s 13 finalists. I’m fairly certain that almost all of the contestants are going to choose horrible songs to sing, which should make the evening pretty amusing.
Chloe is a very confident 10-year old. She often describes herself as awesome, which indeed, she is (most of the time anyway). However, over the past weekend, she learned from whom she gets those awesome genes. Yes, my dear readers, my awesomeness is her awesomeness.
***Note to our dear readers: this blog entry was authored by Chloe, with some editing assistance from Mom.
It’s the first weekend in March and spring is just around the corner. The snow is almost gone and I’m hoping against hope that it’s on hiatus until next winter. Chloe kindly agreed to write a poem about spring, to whet our appetites for warmer weather and flowers.
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“Spring”
In spring the birds can be seen all around
They are singing their sweet and beautiful sound
The melodies that the birds compose
Are as warm and pretty as the sight of a rose
Flowers are always littered around
Daffodils and Dandelions can always be found
Girls are making daisy crowns,
While the boys are jumping, up and down
Eventually though all this must end
With summer coming just around the bend
I had lunch today with a friend I hadn’t seen in awhile and we talked about where we were professionally at this stage in our lives, and where we wanted to be in the future. I confided that I’ve been going through a tough time, struggling with the imbalance I currently feel in my life.