My Sanctuary

Do you have a happy place? I do. It's my pharmacy. I love that place. I was just there yesterday. As I pulled up I thought to myself, "this little sanctuary just gives me warm and fuzzy feelings." I think pharmacies rest on holy ground. All those pills. It's just a sight of beauty. Just looking at it all can bring you comfort, because whatever ails you can be remedied by one of those little bottles. I'm just a person who believes that there is a pill for everyone. Sometimes, there's a couple.

I previously used my pharmacy at my grocery store. Once I moved to Houston, I started using the pharmacy at the Walgreens. This store is fantastic. Did you know that you can buy bras at the Walgreens? It's true. The first time I saw them, I actually thought they were cantaloupe carriers because they were so big. I had no idea underwire could stretch so far.

The cute people at my pharmacy know me by name. Of course they do, I love them. About a month ago I sent Todd for the pickup. The pharmacy people asked him if I was feeling well. He was bewildered and asked, "she's fine, why do you ask?" They responded, "well, we haven't seen her in a little while, so we got worried." Ah, isn't it nice when someone cares about you...

So, in honor of all the pharmacies out there, I think we need to show them the respect they deserve. Put your hand over your heart when you drive by, and make sure you pick up a bra the next time you stop in.

My New Favorite Saying From A Texas Mom

--said with a Texas accent for emphasis:

"She got mad in those pants, she's just gonna have to get glad in 'em too."

Memories For Memorial Day

Celebrating the ones I love for Memorial Day:

Swimming at Moody Gardens

Telling my dad that we deeply love and miss him.

The End Is Nigh

You better sit down for this....they've been nice today. It's Sunday, and they have been, well, pleasant. Weird. They have played nicely together--for hours, without any combat or yelling. We even all sat on the floor together and played UNO. Without arguing. Again, I repeat, weird.

I can't remember when this kind of a day happened before. It might have occurred once in 2002, but I can't be sure. It's like all the planets aligned and my kids were unusually normal. The end must be near. This is my fair warning that this kind of a thing doesn't happen around here, so this must be a sign that we better all get it together. Quick.

I'm not holding my breath that this phenomenon will occur again. Lightning doesn't strike twice. But, at least I got to see it once.

Not Funny

OK, I know this doesn't look creepy, but come on, it's a snake. Right when I walk through the gate from the garage, there he is. I don't like critters of any kind. Especially in my yard.

The End Of A Season

Today was Addie's last day of preschool. It was one of those days when your child seems to grow right before your eyes. A day where you look around and wonder why it is all speeding by so quickly. She is my last to leave preschool. Next year I will have everyone in all-day school. Someone asked me what I will do then. My reply, "skip".

But, deep down, there is a little slowness to that skip. I looked at Addie today and wondered: how much longer will she hold my hand when we cross through a parking lot, how much longer will she be willing to let me hold her when she falls asleep, how much longer will she tell me, "I love you more", how much longer......

Sometimes, we just have to slow down long enough to enjoy the season.

Swimming Lessons

You have to be on guard around here. You have to be vigilant. If you get distracted, even for a millisecond, Makell gets creative.

I had a meeting here last night. I got distracted because I was trying so hard to make sure that everything didn't appear as crazy as it actually is. I let my guard down. Todd was supposed to be on guard duty, but he too got distracted.

I knew there was trouble when I heard Todd raise his voice. Its a rare occurrence when Todd yells. He is just not very good at it. I'm thinking about signing him up for classes to improve his yelling skills (I think this class also includes teaching you how to add more enthusiam to your reaction when you open a present).

Makell and Addie had filled up my bathtub and jumped in. Once inside, they had proceeded to pour extreme amounts of water out of the tub and onto the tile floor. They poured until the bathroom floor was covered. So thorough, these girls. Once Todd realized that he had let his guard down, he went to find the offspring. They were on my bathroom floor. Naked. Sliding on their bums across the floor. Zipping across the wet tile floor. What fun. He asked them what they were doing, and they replied, "swimming". Duh.

I've decided that I can probably cancel the swimming lessons I have them signed up for. Who needs to learn to float, when you already know how to swim in your parents bathroom.