Dec 12, 2024 | Currently |
We recently went to a mother daughter tea party at a local church. There were sugar cubes, petit fours, the whole nine yards. AB is not a tea party gal, but (surprise surprise) I am. I had the best time.
Each mother was asked to bring a special tea cup for their daughter. There must have been a run on teacups because TJMaxx had not one fancy teacup left on their shelves. Annabelle is more of a mug and quirky cat kind of girl anyway so it worked out.
We traveled to Houston for Thanksgiving. We left our home at 4:30am and arrived at the hotel at 7:45pm. Annabelle had the best time playing with cousins. She was trying to set up phone calls before we left so they could keep chatting.
We visited NASA to see the Christmas lights display. I adore anything space/NASA related and Christmas lights. Put ’em together and what do you have? My dream scenario. We went a few years ago and have talked about it ever since.
Scene- leaving the inlaws house
Me: Why does it only say 19 minute to the airport when it’s always over 50?
Christopher: That’s the difference between weekday and weekend traffic in Houston.
twelve minutes later
Me: These roads look different. We haven’t seen all the skyscrapers we always see.
Christopher: The GPS is taking us a different way.
Me: Are you sure we’re going to the right airport?
Christopher: Yes.
Me: Ok.
Christopher: Check the itinerary.
Me: We are not going to the right airport.
Houston, we do indeed have problems.
Oct 5, 2024 | Currently |
We recently took a daytrip down to Tallahassee. It was lovely weather with lovely views and lovely animals.
It was all lovely and fine and dandy until we decided to do the ropes course. The last time we were there, AB did a children’s ropes course and it all went well. During this visit, we all signed up for the larger, higher course with ziplines. Annabelle isn’t what I’d call an adventure seeker. She has no dreams of being a stormchaser. I had my doubts about her achieving this particular course, but I didn’t want to rain on her bravery too much. I offered the opportunity to change her mind many times, but soon enough we found ourselves at the very top of the course. That’s when she questioned her decision to be brave. We were told several times we could not go back. The only way out was forward! She stayed twelve inches behind me the entire time. Those things are shaky enough with only one person on them. They were not made for a mother and daughter duo. She was terrified. I told her over and over that the ropes and harnesses were of the highest safety, tested by the best in the land. Maybe the ropes were safe, but I had my doubts about the ol’ wooden ladder we walked across. When was the last time the Coast Guard came out to check that? I cannot emphasize how stressed I was. We moved painstakingly slowly. With every shake, I envisioned her slipping off and her entire life flashed before my eyes. I even thought that another csection would have been more enjoyable than dangling on those logs. She got off after the fourth obstacle/second zipline and instantly my blood pressure went back to normal and I zipped through the remainder of the course. It’s amazing what not fearing for your child’s life will do for your mental and physical health.
In other news, THERE ARE HUMMINGBIRDS IN MY YARD. I repeat. Hummingbirds in my yard. I cannot convey the excitement this has given me. I’ve had a bird village in the front yard, a bird city (complete with new bird picnic table), and a hummingbird feeder in the back for several years, but nary a hummingbird came by. Several weeks ago, I put out a second hummingbird feeder and low and behold, the little flutterers have descended upon my yard in full force. “Full force” meaning there are three, but that’s 300% more than I had before. What can I say? My sugar water brings all the birds to the yard. We’ve named them Honey Bird, Honey B and Honey C. We can’t tell the difference between them, but that technicality has not stopped us.
This subpar photo is sure to be featured as the May photo of next year’s National Geographic calendar. 
Jul 16, 2024 | Currently |
+ I went to a new zumba class today. I dropped AB off at theater camp down the road from the studio when the class was about to start, so I had no excuse not to go. I checked the schedule online to be sure it wasn’t Silver Sneakers senior zumba and it wasn’t, but the average age of the attendees suggested otherwise. I was the youngest by a good 35 years. Normally I go to the evening class at the same studio where everyone is more or less my age. I zumba through that class with a negative cloud of comparison over my head. The others at night are so good. Given that I’ve had no body parts replaced yet and can move without pain, I left the morning class feeling good about my performance. Three older ladies from church were there. Martha, who has a reputation for being quite stern with the children and didn’t move so much as a toe during any dance sessions at VBS, can in fact move her hips. I will no longer fall for her stiff facade.
Less than two hours later, I lost my Grace and Coordination crown when I fell down the stairs while carrying a laundry basket and landed hard on both knees. I’m sporting two large bumps and hobbling like I’m 78 years old. I fit in quite nicely with the old ladies at the next morning class. Maybe I can get some good recommendations for knee surgeons.
+ Annabelle is entering the stage where she gets embarrassed by her parents’ behaviors. What a delight this is! I’ll sing no louder than a whisper in public and she flaps her arms and practically melts through the floor. If I display too much enthusiasm, she says, “Mooooom! Someone might seeeeee!” All that makes me do is have! more! enthusiasm! for the new flavor of chips.
+ Christopher casually shared that he doesn’t think Taylor Swift and Jason Kelce’s relationship will last. He doesn’t believe it is the real deal, the fairy tale love story of America. The shock of hearing that he had an opinion nearly blew me off the bed. He seldom has opinions on the potential relationships of our real-life friends! Now here he is, becoming a reporter for People magazine.
+ When I was pregnant, the one and only gift I wanted from Grandma was that she crochet a baby blanket. We didn’t know the gender, so she got a variegated yellow and green yarn. She brought it to the hospital and delivered it to Sesame in person. Annabelle has had it since her second day of life. They were inseparable for years. We left Memere Blankie at the Stone Mountain hotel when AB was a few months old. Housekeeping didn’t put much effort into returning it, but a sweet grandma who worked there heard my sob story and searched the hotel until she found it. As she’s gotten old, Annabelle hasn’t been quite as attached to Memere Blankie. She’s always around the bedroom, but she moved from being in the bed to being folded on a shelf. She’s never too far away. About a month ago, Memere Blankie went missing, I was distraught. We tore apart AB’s bedroom and the guest room. I searched the linen closet and unfolded every blanket we own to see if she was caught inside. I looked under all the beds. I even looked in every suitcase because the last time she was seen was the day AB and her friend were packing for their pretend trip to Germany. One could argue, and I do indeed argue, that it was a one-woman search party. Christopher operated under the motto of “she’ll turn up.” Annabelle was worried that the blanket wouldn’t be found so she didn’t want to look too hard and be disappointed. I believed in action! She won’t turn up if we don’t search! Weeks passed and no sign of the precious blanket. I convinced myself she had either been thrown away or donated by accident. I planned on visiting every thrift store in town to find her. On Thursday night as we did our bedtime chat, I told Annabelle we should pray specifically that we find the blanket the next day. Friday morning, I was searching the closet and looked in a little unicorn suitcase. There she was, rolled up and as beautiful as ever. Annabelle had put her in the bag to take as her carry-on luggage on the big pretend trip to Germany. Thanks to the power of prayer and my frantic searching, all has been righted. I offered to keep Memere Blankie in my room but Annabelle said no thank you. Ever since, the blanket has been back in the bed instead of on the shelf.
Jun 22, 2024 | Currently, What's going on |
Because my birthday falls on Memorial Day weekend, Christopher had an extra day off work and we
were able to visit a lighthouse and beach in Florida.
Carol had Grandma call me to say happy birthday.
That night, my facetime with Autumn and Joanna morphed into a facetime with
Katie, Mom and Elizabeth as well. The more the merrier!
We visited Jenn after eleven long years apart. We did everything together at Fort Campbell. We probably saw each other four times a week and talked on the phone just as much. Then she dared move to Korea
and I wasn’t sure we’d ever be reunited. Lo and behold, she’s settled a few hours from us in Alabama.
We kept in contact all these years and picked up right where we left up- with talking about people
we follow on instagram and laughing.
It’s no easy feat getting pictures of/with Sesame these days. Gone are the days of plopping her little baby self in a chair and taking 48 pictures. I’ve found the best approach is the surprise photo. No warning.
Just stick up the camera or phone and tell her to smile.
We celebrated our best guy on Father’s Day. Annabelle googled his gift. “perfect, small but not too small corn hole that’s light weight, and cheap but also good that my dad will like!!!”
She found a cornhole game that checked all the boxes.
I took upwards of 24 pictures of my hydrangeas. Since moving here, I’ve looked at the non-flowering shrubs and told myself to research how to make them bloom. This year, it decided to bloom without me doing one thing. Sometimes laziness pays off!
Not pictured:
the snake in our upstairs closet
5,276 hours of VBS volunteering
AB’s 48 hour at-home EEG where the machine failed on us and only recorded 2 hours
Dec 1, 2023 | Currently, School Days, What's going on |
Student of the month “for demonstrating honorable character.”
The L’s celebrated a birthday. They were less than thrilled. It seems they are not party animals.
This year’s 4th grade science fair experiment was about German candle carousels and thermal energy. 
Sesame will look out the window for an entire plane ride. The last few flights she chose
to take pictures out the window instead of watching a show or doing any of her several activities.
Houston for Thanksgiving. Lots and lots of card games around that table. 
It took months too long, but Fall finally showed up.
I found all three colored leaves in the backyard then took myself leaf-peeping.
Jul 9, 2023 | Army life, Currently |
I love the 4th of July. The festivities, fireworks, music, chips and dips. The chance to bust out my red, white and blue paper straws. I love the whole thing. Back home I’d count down the hours until The Boston Pops came on tv. It was one of my favorite shows of the year. There are no Boston Pops or parades in this land we lovingly (?) refer to as ”the butt sweat of America,” so we have to make other plans. The last few years have felt decidedly un-fourth of Julyish, but this year we turned it around.
Sunday night we went to a patriotic concert at church. During one song, they played a slideshow of family members who were in the military. Many were in the World Wars or Korea and let me tell you, it once again confirmed that I love a man in uniform no matter the decade. Had I been alive back then, I would have accepted a marriage proposal from just about any man who put on that cap with the little visor. I repeatedly poked AB and said, “He fought in one of the world wars and is related to someone in our church. Isn’t that so cool! Don’t you think he looks so handsome?” Every time she’d shrug and say, “I don’t know. I guess he looks fine.” As Lorelai says in Gilmore Girls, “You look like me yet my ways are lost on you.”
She perked up significantly the next day when we went to the festivities at the newly renamed Fort Benning. She was so young when Christopher got out of the Army that while she’s been told a lot, she doesn’t remember much of what he did or any of the Army activities I took her took wearing a themed smocked outfit and appropriately matching bow. This time she had 452 questions and observations.
We’re a proud 10th Mountain family so she instantly saw the patch on this guy and took a picture. 
I thought the whole thing was great. The more Pomp and Circumstance with a capital P and C the better. I didn’t bother asking AB if she thought anyone looked good in uniform because she doesn’t give the feedback I’m looking for. Christopher told her about the schools he attended and the countries he went to. I told her about the balls I attended and the many high-ups I met. Guess whose stories impressed her less. Hint: my stories. I did demonstrate for my family and the couple hundred people in the close vicinity what it sounds like when you walk into the back of a parked Black Hawk. I was responding to my friend’s text about makeup colors while walking and BAM. I went smack into the stabilizer. See Exhibit A for the exact details on the scene of the crime.
Exhibit A
When you live with the people I live with, if you accidentally call it a propeller instead of a stabilizer you will be corrected. If you’re Elizabeth and call it a plane instead of a helicopter, you will be corrected. The details are not important here. The fact is I walked into it, they must have heard the smack in Utah, I was mortified and now I have a sore lump on my forehead. I will be contacting the VA to request compensation for my injury. Instead of saying I was injured while doubling checking an eyeshadow name, I’m going to say I was injured while corresponding with a fellow American. Like I said, details are not important here.
