Eight days and counting...

Did you ever think that as a mom you would be just as excited as you kids (if not more) about school letting out for the summer? I am counting down the days. Our family vacation was Disneyland in March, so we have nothing big planned. Mom just needs a break.

Once we got home from Disneyland the craziness started. In April, my son was in his school production of Oklahoma! and had a choir concert. Between rehearsals and early mornings driving him to Show Choir practice I was worn out. This month, he has had a recital for his Monday night singing lessons, tonight he was in a play for his Tuesday night youth theatre class, and tomorrow is the final choir concert of the year.

I love that Austin is involved in these activities both inside and outside of school. He is becoming quite a good actor and his singing has improved greatly. But trying to manage his schedule and homework with my work and homework has been a challenge. Add into the mix a lot of yard work, including a new garden, and the days have been quite long.

We are winding down though and it is nice to see a light at the end of the tunnel. The Monday singing and Tuesday theatre are over, and show choir ends with the school year. The challenge then runs to keeping him occupied during the summer.

Give me two months and I’ll be counting down the days until school starts. In the meantime, I am going to enjoy a little more freedom in the schedule and coming up with creative activities for the summer.

It is what it is

When I hear certain songs I think, “If they made a soundtrack for my life this song would have to be on it.” One of the songs on my soundtrack would have to be Sugarland’s “It Happens” from the album Love on the inside.

I bought the CD last fall and as with all new music in my house it was played over and over and over again. One song I particularly like is “It Happens”. When my best friend Jodi was killed in a car accident in September the upbeat lyrics stopped many breakdowns in progress. Whenever something is getting me down , I play the song or sing it to myself and start to move on. The song isn’t too flippant, merely a reminder that we aren’t in control of everything that happens to us and sometimes all we can do is “Let go, laughing.”

It Happens - Sugarland

Missed my alarm clock ringing
Woke up telephone screaming
Boss man singing his same old song
Rolled in late about an hour
No cup of coffee, no shower
Walk of shame with two different shoes on

Now it’s poor me, why me, oh me, boring
The same old worn out, blah-blah story
There’s no good explanation for it at all

Chorus:
Ain’t no rhyme or reason
No complicated meaning
Ain’t no need to over- think it
Let go, laughing
Life don’t go quite like you planned it
We try so hard to understand it
The irrefutable, indisputable fact is
It happens

My trusty-rusty had a flat
I borrowed my neighbors Cadillac
“I’ll be right back,” going down to Wally World
That yellow light turned red to quickly
Knew that truck the moment it hit me
Out stepped my ex with his new girl
(“Sorry ‘bout your neck baby”)

But it’s poor me, why me, oh me, boring
The same old worn out, blah-blah story
There’s no good explanation for it at all

Chorus:
Ain’t no rhyme or reason
No complicated meaning
Ain’t no need to over- think it
Let go, laughing
Life don’t go quite like you planned it
We try so hard to understand it
The irrefutable, indisputable fact is
It happens

Yeah, the irrefutable, indisputable, absoluteable, totally beautiful fact us…pshhhhh, it happens

Sunflowers, Chocolate and little boys: Do you know what Today is???

Sunflowers, Chocolate and little boys: Do you know what Today is???

I wanted to share this with my friends who are affected by Fibromyalgia or those who know someone who is.