Today is Friday. I can not tell you how happy I am for it to finally be Friday because that means, tomorrow will be Saturday and The SM will be home. Did you know, it is 8:36 AM here in Utah? Right this very minute as I type this. In Austria it is 4:36 PM. I know. For a week now I have been counting forward 8 hours thinking of The SM. Tomorrow afternoon when I look at the clock, I won't have to count forward 8 hours anymore because he'll be sitting right next to me. Probably sound asleep from jet lag, but next to me.
It's been a long week. Going down with my health and then having my youngest Mr. J get so sick.... it has put a lot of responsibility on The Native's. Especially my oldest. He's under a lot of pressure right now in school trying to keep his grades up. Taking both high school and college classes means lots and lots of homework. Hours.
He's been helping me a lot in the evenings with dinner and getting little ones to bed. I've not been able to drive again except driving home after taking him to school. The Native's have been living on a lot of cold cereal this week...... which means our usual 8 gallons of milk per week ran out even faster than normal.
Last night Mr. B drove me to the grocery store to get some milk. It was the first day I felt the fog had started to lift and I was able to get out of bed and up and around. As we pulled into the parking lot, Mr. B commented about a girl getting in her car. He said that from where he was sitting, she looked pretty cute. Mr. B and I got out of the truck. Laughing, I told him that he better not walk too close to me then because beings as I was so young looking....... Mr. B started to laugh and said, and beings as I'm so much older looking....... and then he did something that shocked the patooties out of me. He sped up and caught up to me and put his arm around me and said he didn't care.
When a mother's teenager does something like this there is only one thing she can do. I bought him a bag of Cheetos and then proceeded to eat half of it with him.
What? The photos? What do they have to do with this post? Nothing actually. I was just wondering which one you like better and why?
That sounds like one of those very special moments to commit to memory (to tide you over the moments when your children are less loveable!). I like the top photo best - it's softer and I like that you can see the colours of the pencil leads. Enjoy the SMs homecoming and have a lovely weekend x
ReplyDeletei knew he had his head on straight!!
ReplyDeleteJulie, Thank you for reading and commenting! As faulty as my memory is these days, I am grateful for journals and blogging so I can commit these things to 'memory'. On the days when he doesn't like me very much I can go back and see in black and white that, 'this too shall pass'.
ReplyDeleteThe photos have me in a bit of a conundrum. I like being able to see the colorful pencil lead in the top photo but I like the look of the ice and snow in the bottom one....... I need to figure out how to combine them...
Alex, It is when the nose gets out of joint that is cause for concern. :D
Jody, He has. Which is good... in that it means that business is picking up again. Not so good for those of us left behind.
How about this? How about you come out here six months of the year??
Don't you love it when they shock you like that? And Cheetos are an excellent reward.
ReplyDeleteThe top pic. It may be my cold medicine induced vision, but the bottom one is too dark and blurry. But that could just be me.
Now that is awesome! Mr. B earned those cheetos. Glad to hear you are feeling better.
ReplyDeleteI like the top pic. The colors are more visible and you can still se the ice.
My word for the verification is "colds". Interesting.
Natalie, It is what makes it so we don't murder them in their sleep. :D
ReplyDeleteI think I am the odd duck here! I seem to be the only one who likes the bottom one. I don't know why but I really really like it and the more I look at it the more I like it! I really like the snow in it and the darker contrasting colors...... but that could just be me. ;)
Chastina, He did earn those Cheetos and a whole lot more. He made me punch drunk happy.
Colds. Seems very appropriate!
And did you call? Did you tell me you were starving? Of course not. pfff. Brennan. A little spurt of soul growing, there. I loved this story.
ReplyDeleteIf you want to put the two together, come over and we'll do it. Your depth of field seems slightly different in the two, and your exposure is a little diff -= let's look at them together.
And did I know that Mr. J was sick again.
ReplyDeleteMy boys have been living a lot on cold cerial LOL! Billy works 6 days a week and even if he is not too busy he finds something to do with the trucks at the shed so he is never home before I have got the kids thru Bath, dinner, bed routine. How lovely to walk into the house and everything is done! Hence the tiredness and Shingles (he didn't come to Sydney either. I get rundown by the constant asking for things and the ignoring of house rules, I think my youngest has whinged and cried for the whole school holidays :-( Still only 2 days to go (I still have to cover all the school books) and they are back into the routine and I can go to YOGA...Hooray, I need it :-) Hope you are feeling a bit better soon and isn't it nice when someone has been away and then there is the reunion. Your kids sound great!!
ReplyDeletePS I like both photos!
ReplyDeleteKristen, Nooooo, I didn't call because we weren't starving. We had cold cereal, peanut butter and jelly, and Subway! Yeah. Mr. J has been sick now for three days and three nights. Some tummy thing. That is his only symptom. Oddest thing. Just a tummy that is hurting all of the time.
ReplyDeleteSo, since I was in bed doing nothing but holding a crying whining child, I played with photos....
Jenni, Yay for Yoga and cold cereal. I don't care what anybody says, being a Mum is the hardest job in the entire whole world and it is no small wonder that you are run down with the shingles. I hear ya loud and clear!! But, as they say, a job worth doing is a job worth doing well. That is motherhood. We put our whole heart and souls into it and at the end of the day we end up with our heels over our heads and cold cereal in our hair. :) Thank heavens it is worth it!
I love that your teenager did that! Sweet as can be! Definitely worth a bag of Doritos : ) I love cereal nights. I made some terrible chicken this week and we had an emergency cereal night.
ReplyDeleteI think I like the first picture the best. It is hard to tell though. Very nice. I love colored pencils!
Life with Kaishon, Thank you for stopping by and for your lovely comment! It is a good thing cold cereal comes in so many different varieties because The Native's are plum sick and tired of the old fall back on spaghetti routine. :D
ReplyDelete1st one. Better light. I can see the colors better. Nice story.
ReplyDeleteKathy, You too huh? Everyone likes the first one.... Cept me. I like the second one.... I wonder what that means... better not look too deeply into that one. :D
ReplyDeleteMy ol'computer won't show me all the pictures so I can't give me my opinion. I will say, however, that that boy of your's sure is sweet.
ReplyDeleteLyndee, My laptop sounds like it is about to blow up! Computer problems are NOT cool!
ReplyDeleteeat the whole bag of cheetos....hmmm sounds like us!
ReplyDeleteAlthough I whould prefer the chips to be doritos ;)