Friday, May 29, 2009

Now this is scary

I enjoy reading my horoscope for the fun of it; I don't put too much thought or emphasis into it. And only one time has my horoscope been accurate. It was a few years ago, I was in a single car accident - I was following the car in front of me too closely in rush hour traffic, she slammed on her break, I swerved to avoid hitting her and went off to the shoulder-less gravel and slid into the metal thingy that keeps you from jumping to the other side of the highway. No harm to me or anyone else, but my car looked like crap. Turns out those metal things cause serious damage when you scrape up against them. Later that night when I read my horoscope it said I was going to have car problems. Too bad I hadn't read that in the morning....I might not have followed that car so closely!

Anyway, up until then my horoscope says some stuff that I really would like to come true (you will get an exciting call today; you will have the opportunity for traveling to distant lands; a new romance will begin today...) but they never do.

However. Today's Tarot Card reading said this:

Today, you're somewhat concerned about your family. In a strange sort of way, you feel as if they have abandonded you, and that hurts, Lisa. But don't let it eat you up! Sometimes it is necessary to put some distance between oneself and the people one loves most. After all, birds grow wings to fly. It's all part of the eternel cycle of life, there is no getting away from it. Keep your eyes on the road ahead, don't look in the rear mirror all the time.

Holy shit! I have been feeling like my family doesn't miss me and my feelings do get hurt because they're not professing how much they miss me (aside from the twins, who have now learned how to send text messages and often text me with "what are you doing".) When people ask me "so how do you like it, think you'll stay long term?" I say "Ask me in a year. When I stop complaining about the high cost of everything, then it'll feel like 'home'."

Intellectually, I know I need to look ahead, to stop thinking about the way things used to be... the closet space I used to have, the companionship I had daily with my roomie and dogs, the low cost of tuna in SA, etc., etc. But it's proving to be easier said than done. Going home as often as I have been isn't helping; it's both a blessing and a curse to be only a 4 hour drive from home. Blessing because I can get home quickly if needed. A curse because I can get home quickly. Had the company moved to Chicago, I wouldn't be able to just fill the car up and drive home for the weekend and flights would be much more expensive.

So, after Marcus' graduation next week and Father's Day weekend, I have no plans to go home until August (for my cousin-in-law's send off to the sandbox.) This will give me a chance to bond with Dallas, and give my family time to prove that they really do miss me by taking the I35 drive to come visit me!

Sunday, May 24, 2009

4-OH


40 is the new 30, right?!

Because I certainly don't feel FORTY YEARS OLD. Except for first thing in the morning when I roll out of bed and my bones are crackling. Other than than, I still feel like I'm in my early 30's. And I've been told I don't look 40, so that's a plus. But the gray hairs are becoming hard to keep up with (I'm a plucker.) My hairdresser said she could color them one by one, versus coloring my entire head which would take away my hair's natural shine. But I'm wondering what something like that would cost me. The real issue is that I'd have to stop plucking my gray hairs so that they could grow out long enough for her to find them. I've been fascinated with plucking gray hairs since I was a kid, thanks to my dad telling me "I'll give you a penny for every gray hair you pluck." It was his way of getting me to play with his hair and it also turned me into a gray-hair-plucking-freak.

I didn't have anything big planned to celebrate since I'm meeting my friends Diane and Tracie in Chicago over 4th of July weekend to collectively celebrate our 40th's. But I went home for Memorial Day weekend and hooked up with friends on Friday night for drinks and again on Saturday night to see the Spazmatic's at Scout Bar (an 80's cover band and we had so much fun!). I haven't gone out in a long time, let alone two nights in a row so today was spent laying around the house reading.

One of my friends posted a poem on Facebook that talked about counting blessings instead of candles and I think that's a great idea. I've been blessed many times over and look forward to many more blessings.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Jakob's First Communion

Jakob's First Communion was held the Saturday before Mother's Day. He's as sweet as he looks and is growing up way too fast!








Thursday, May 14, 2009

Fun with Bubbles

Ethan lends a helping hand with the dishes.


But quickly decides spreading bubbles on his face is a better idea


because bubble beards are fun!
Isaiah wants a bubble beard too, but clearly there's not enough bubbles


Voila!
Maybe if I played with the bubbles, I'd enjoy washing dishes too!







Tuesday, May 5, 2009

First Communion - Ethan and Isaiah

May is going to be a crazy month. I will be back home every weekend in May, except for the last weekend, because of family stuff. First was the twins' First Communion last weekend.

They are growing up so fast, and looked as cute as could be in their dress clothes and tie! Sorta like office workers...or door-to-door salesmen. What's a shame is that neither me, Jamie, Michelle or Marcus could figure out how to tie a tie! Mom and Dad were out of town and we were lost...even with an instructional video that we pulled on the 'net. It took Kiana, the twins' 10 year old half-sister to figure out how to do it, and they looked great!

I didn't take too many pictures because we were only allowed to whip out the cameras after the ceremony.

Up next....Jakob's First Communion.