It's Monday, the day after Mother's Day. The reality of my having 'taken a day off' (which we are all aware never truly happens … for anyone—mothers OR fathers!) has set in this morning. I was up earlier than normal because Ben had to get to school earlier today to prepare for a performance. [Who really thinks that having teenagers arrive early for school is a good idea? I really think it would be better for everyone if high school started about 10 AM!] So it was breakfast and lunch preparations all in about twenty minutes' time! I have the third load of laundry already whirring (it's 8:15 AM!), with at least two more to go. And the dog … well, the dog has some issues these days, and they mostly come out of her mouth. Yeah, I had just settled down with my latte after the morning chaos when the sound of 'something I would have to clean up' reached my ears. Yeah, not good. I really relish those few moments when my latte is just the right temperature, the house is quiet, and I'm settling into the day and when I heard that, I just groaned. Then I hollered at the dog, cleaned up the mess, and settled back down with my now-lukewarm latte. It's a Monday, I guess, and one in which I'm ready to find a new master for the dog. I'll entertain any and all offers (my family will veto all of them, I'm sure! Ugh.)
As for yesterday, Mother's Day, it was nice. This man …
… does everything he can to see that I am treated well. (See the cookie sheet propped up next to the cabinet? He had just washed it … along with all the other dishes!) He grills salmon each Mother's Day for me (this year it was Steelhead, which is really trout, apparently), but given that he doesn't enjoy much that has to do with the kitchen except eating, this is always a big deal for me!
It was delicious! The kids helped pull the rest of the meal together and Ben even made this dessert:
We used to eat at a diner called Winger's and this was on their dessert menu. They called it Asphalt Pie and it's a chocolate cookie crumb crust, filled with mint chocolate chip ice cream, topped with whipped cream, and drizzled with caramel sauce. So easy to pull together, especially for a kid trying to please his mom.
And then it was on to playing with the camera. I wanted a photo of ME with the kids, but Emily had to leave quickly after lunch and by the time she came home, we were all too tired (and not wanting to interrupt the Red Sox game—did you SEE Papelbon?!)
So I'm left with showing you my crazy kids. I can't show you my 'normal' kids because … well, frankly, I don't think I gave birth to any! [Truth is, any time I get these three together for photos, it turns into a Silly Session complete with plenty of laughter, joking, pinching behinds, poking, funny face contests … you get the gist, no?)
THIS crazy kid, the oldest and of course, most mature one of the three (ha!) …
… brought me this absolutely fabulous tin pitcher, with an even more fabulously huge bouquet of flowers! She's da bomb!
I'll be back [I started to say "soon", but I can't guarantee that today!] with today's Simply Living post. My list today is long and could be complicated … so I think the first thing I'll do is go back to the drawing board, decide what really MUST be done today, and take a couple of deep breaths, maybe make another latte to enjoy while Goldie stays outside. After that, I think I'll go on a walk (rain, rain, go away!) and before you know it, it will be 10 PM!