Neglected...

I have been super busy lately and have neglected the blog.  I only have a brief minute, so I will leave you with a picture from Saturday.  Lucas and I were on our way to run some errands, which included "Chick to Play", Target and Macy's (I was in dire need for some makeup).  He insisted on being a policeman for the trip.  He wore his police jacket (hidden by his coat) where in the pockets were his handcuffs and walkie talkie/phone, and he also wore the matching hat.  Before we left I asked for a picture.  He pointed his fingers and said in his deepest, most convincing voice, "Lookin' Good!"  I nearly fell over.

Dear God...

Before I forget, I have to add this post.  Lucas is at work with me and drew me a random picture.  I had written on the paper already.  I asked what the picture was of and he said it was a heart for me.  Then he proceeded to read what the words I had already written said.  In his words, "Dear God, I love my mommy and daddy." 

Ahhh.  I love that kid!

Are you Serious?

So yesterday was an eventful day to say the least.  First of all, I get a call and an email from Lucas' school stating that they are shutting down for the next 2 days (Tuesday and Wednesday) not because of weather, but because of the FLU!  Now I appreciate their efforts in trying to contain it since they were at 80% attendance yesterday and the check out list of sick children was extensive.  However, I do see A LOT of stay at home moms coming in and out of that school on a daily basis.  More power to them.  That is a full time job in and of itself.  But what about we families that both parents work outside the home?  I don't have retired parents or a daycare center to just drop him off.  If my child is sick, I stay home with him.  I just find it a little bit weird that we have to stay home when someone else's kid is sick.  Hmmmm.  Granted, I have a flexible job where I can take Lucas to work with me so I can get a few things done, but I just wonder about others.  That is just me being me.

In addition to the call from school, I received a strange call at work too.   Around 3:30 or 4 yesterday a strange man calls to tell us that our late 60-something in office accountant had been hit by a car while walking in the neighborhood.  WTH?  I wasn't expecting that!  She what?!?!  She walks almost every day, rain or shine, to get her exercise.  I respect her for that.  And really, this wasn't her fault.  Some idiot didn't see her.  Luckily, she only has a broken leg (in 2 places below the knee) and a sprained ankle.  She is in the hospital.  They offered surgery or a full leg cast.  I think she is going for the full leg cast.  Can't say I blame her.  Bless her heart.  So, when you say your prayers, remember Ms. Gayle.  She was one lucky lady.  I guess we are all just one step away from being hit by a bus.  ;-)

Weekend Warrior

I like to think that when the weekend comes around that I am a "weekend warrior."  Sometimes that means busting tail to get the house cleaned and all my errands run.  Sometimes that means getting together with my girlfriends and getting my "bake on."  Other times that just means sitting on the couch watching sports (or Lucas monopolize the TV with Spongebob Squarepants or Lego Batman).  Either way, I try to make the most of my weekends.

I am making an honest effort as of late not to go out and "piddle" at the stores.  I always end up buying something unnecessary.  No matter that it is cheap and someting I might use.  Ben says it doesn't matter if you didn't need it to begin with.  Men.  Hmmhh.  They don't understand.  Sometimes a woman has to get her retail therapy in.  I deal with other peoples' crazy all week long.  I need the weekend to sit back and do what I want to do.

What do you like to do for the weekend?

First Post

I always thought I would never do this, but as days go by and I see others with fantastic and inspiring blogs, I decided to take a stab at it.  If anything just to be able to keep track of the funny and interesting stuff that happens to me and my family on a daily basis.  For instance, the other day Ben and I were having some random conversation.  At some point I said something to the extent of, "so and so doesn't need any more of that.  Jesus."  Lucas was evidently paying more attention than I thought and followed up with, "Jesus?"  Like, is he here somewhere.  Should I say hello.  It was priceless.  It is days like this that make me want to keep track of it all so that I can recall word for word these conversations at later dates.

You might find this as me rambling on and on because I am probably not the best person at the written word, but hopefully you can follow along.

I've decided as of late that I love that Lucas has no filter whatsoever when it comes to holding back his feelings or what he wants to say.  I appreciate it, but where does it end.  I don't want to make him think he has to refrain all the time when it comes to teaching him manners.  Some people appreciate honesty.  I just don't want him calling some lady in the checkout line at Kroger "fat!"  Heaven forbid.  I would be mortified trying to explain that one.  He is 4 (almost 5) and to some extent it seems like the filter should kick in.  Hmmmm.  Who knows? 

Here is a picture of Lucas from 80's day at school.  We just "popped" his collar.  He thought he was so cool.  He even did some cool moves for us on the fashion show runway at school.  White boy can dance!  (Ha, ha)