However, with the knowledge I've gleamed in my life, certainly this year, I plan to shake things up a little bit and stop wasting my time on things and people that just don't matter. I made a good friend this year via Twilight of all things and I'm glad I have her in my life. Her craziness makes me more accepting of my own and that's always a good thing. She's also an excellent mom who adores her beautiful daughter and that's always nice to see in a friend. Her daughter is going to college next year as a photo major. Girl after my own heart!
I also have a really good friend who is about to give birth and I think she's a treasure. Her husband is politically misguided but I love her so much that I let it go. We should be able to start celebrating the birth of her newest youngin' soon so I'm looking forward to that. I also adore her children and love having them over. I know they drive her crazy at times but we love the Dove kids. They're so sweet when they visit and I just like hanging out with them. I hope someone says nice things like that about my own kids. My only issue with her is that she isn't finding out what the baby is. It could be a kangaroo for all I know which makes it almost impossible to shop.

Speaking of babies being born, I got to see it with my own eyes this year. I mean how cool is it to watch a life come into the world? It makes the visual of the sun being born pale by comparison and he really is such an angel. I know I was there for the birth of my own children but I spent most of that time whistling beef over the edge of an operating table so it lost it's luster a little bit. Seeing it from the other side (so to speak) was amazing, a privilege really. I'll always have a special place in my heart for little Nathan. Actually, he's not so little anymore, but just as sweet.
My husband and I went on a kickass wine weekend in Virgina with some friends. I don't even drink wine and I had a blast! That's saying something. I didn't even bitch when two minutes into the Apple Cider tasting I realized it had sulfites in it as I started to sweat and get all clammy and a big ass headache said "Oh no you don't sister!" All was good. I survived and I love this photo we forced the wine guy to take of us. This is just after the Quades lost an Olson twin between them so I'm happy there is a pregnant girl separating me from that skinny bitch. Not that I planned that...wink wink...
Beautiful kids, great moms, a lot to miss but I did the right thing. I don't function well with shit (no matter how good it is) hanging over my head. I don't like being late or not being able to get there so I put myself out of my own misery and in more way than one. Tough decision, but one I can live with. It's not like I won't see them. Birthday season is just beginning after all.
I (alone) drove my kids the twelve hours to visit my mother in Georgia. Well, the twelve hour car trip turned into fourteen but it wasn't so bad. It was actually fun! I love car trips and it was nice to visit with friends, have my kids meet my father and spend a week hunting trains with the boy. He and I even drove to see Robert Pattinson's house in Water for Elephants. It was so close. How could I not? Sigh....he's so dreamy....
This is Owen collecting a couple of rocks from the driveway. He insisted on bringing them home. I didn't argue. No one has even lived here for like 14 years.

River with Grandpa Bert waiting for out train ride
Owen with Grammos. In his defense, the train was 15 feet away and really, really loud.
This is River taking up a whole bed in our hotel in Nashville after she projectile vomited on me in Target. Yeah, I drew on the bikini.
The kids meeting my father.
Oh, I so love their hats?
ReplyDeleteI was just wondering if you ever get any grief from the grandparents about Owen's hair? I ask this because my grandmother has always been on my little brother's case. He loved his long hair when he was little. And she hated it. Anyway, he's on his own, and shaggy and well, very hairy now. Still, she's furious about it.
Sounds like you had a great year. Wishing you and your family the best in 2012.
We don't get much shit from the Grandparents but I think they'd all like us to cut it. I thought I was the last hold out until my son told me that he likes his hair long. I tihnk it's beautiful so I couldn't care less who doesn't like it. When I get a comment about it, it's almost always from an older white woman at Target. No idea why old white women at Target don't like long haird boys.
ReplyDeleteSome of the commenst have been pretty bad. It generally ends with me telling them to fuck off.
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