Red goes away…..then comes back
So Red went to Indy for a weekend trip with my sister and her family (2 teen cousins). She had a ball! My Red has always been a Tom-Boy and I worry about her dad/man relationship issues, ALOT! On the way home she shopped with them. She had so much fun and I received a call Saturday evening from my sister. “I am NEVER taking your 10 year old and my 13 year old daughter shopping at the mall again!” My reply, “Oh?!? She had turned into a girl and I didn’t even know it:)” Apparently she wanted to shop, not spend all her money but buy clothes from the same store as her big teenage cousin (ie: American Eagle, Hollister, Aeropostle, Abercrombie, etc.) Look, we shop at Target and Meijer and I frequent TJ Maxx at holidays and such. We aren’t mall shoppers and she was loving the exposure to being an older kid. She came home tired and crabby but she had fun and was good for my sister so all is well. Plus my sister is Bargain Queen of The World so Red has this adorable new outfit for spring and it cost under $30.
While she was gone, I got a glimpse of life with one child. I must say, I enjoyed it alot. Hively and I had fun, we shopped and went to a movie. We built Pirate ships out of Legos and Play Mobile (A huge Rubbermaid container full of them thanks to his BFF who gave them to him. God bless The Hendrens because he is loving this awesome gift.) And he played and played and played with these new toys. There was no fighting and arguing it was just me as the Single Mom of One child and I liked the quiet. I am often grateful that I have 2 because this means through the separation, divorce, remarriage of their dad, new sibling at their dads and visitations in general, they aren’t alone. They have each other to deal with all this with. But God help me there are those days when 2 is too many for just 1 me. I do not want this to be taken wrong. I Love them both so and they are so opposite that I love them both for different reasons, and I am so happy God blessed me with these 2 amazing, wonderful, healthy, people. I just get tired and down and overwhelmed sometimes. So this weekend was nice. Hively and I spend quality one on one time and Red had a fun time being TBFHB (Too Big For Her Britches;) and it is Monday now and that is good too because the weather has broken. Yes y’all it is Sunny and Warmish and Spring has come to Michigan. Things are looking up and I am happy to be again. Happy to just be:)
Are You Kidding Me?
I am trying to get into bed but I am so morose right now, I can not possibly sleep. I have just glanced out my window and what do you know? SNOW! I am not shoveling that crap! I am not wearing boots! I am not tiptoeing so the hem of my pants aren’t soaking wet all day! I AM NOT, I AM NOT, I AM NOT!
Surely God knows how tortured I am by all of this cold, frigid, whiteness that continues to surround me. My spirits need a real lift. I am seriously considering a bank heist to fund myself a long weekend trip to the Bahamas.
I can see it now…sun, warm and soothing on a white sandy beach and me as I just rest and relax and read a novel and don’t fix anyone dinner or try to find matching socks for anyone or argue with anyone regarding their bill or try to decipher any physicians scribbles or poor over surigical reports searching for the accurate codes. Just me and the sun enjoying the quiet, lullaby of the crashing waves.
Soon, soon it will be summer! Soon, I hope. God will send warm sunny days to Michigan and I can once again become a member of the living as opposed to the stir-crazy Jack Nicholson in The Shining type of person. All I know is if I hear Red or Hively say Red Rum to me even once, the bank heist is going to become a reality because I may be crazy but I am definately not too crazy to know that I am.
