Things Are Not Always As They Seem...

So...

Chad and I were in separate cars going to the same place.
I was in my car behind him. We were getting on the freeway in rush hour traffic.

I got his attention in the rear view mirror and signed to him that I am thirsty and I would like a coke.

***Now for all of you who are not deaf/HH the sign for coke comes from olden times when there was cocaine as an ingredient in coke. So the sign is like putting drugs into the crook of your arm.***

Well- without even thinking I sign this to him. He knows the sentence in sign- nothing new...

I pull forward and glance up to see this lady giving me the dirtiest look ever! In retrospect, from her perspective, I was asking the man in the car in front of me for drugs, as I was chasing down my drug dealer.

The moral of the story is to not jump to conclusions, things are not always as they seem.


P.S. I am happy I was not also asking for a Mountain Dew (the sign for that is your fingers in the position of a gun to your temple.)

A New School Year

So...

I am one of those mommy's that HATES school starting again.
I love the kids being home, swimming all summer long, and sleeping late.
School makes it all come to a crashing halt.

The older kids started school at Wasatch this year.
Brand new school, new lockers, new people.

(For those of you who don't know- Wasatch burned down 3 years ago they re-built it while Taylor went to a private school and Ashton was in elementary school)

There was no walk through due to the fact that it was closed to have workmen in it. No time to check out there the classes were, or to make sure our lockers opened.

Ashton got out of the car with tears in his eyes. Taylor was more positive but dreading it also. As I drove off (the sap I am) I started bawling. Wonder what the neighbors thought of that...

Ash has a smashing day! Met the "popular kids" who all welcomed him. (I knew that would happen) and Tae just kept to himself.

Day 2:

Mom was requested to go to school with the fellas to help them open their lockers that neither one could open themselves the first day. So, as we enter the building, there standing at Tae's locker are six cute girls (YES waiting for my darling son) So he turns his head to the side and says half whispering, "Mom keep walking, just keep walking!!" It is nice to know that I have now officially hit that point in my life where I am embarrassing to my son.

I recall being embarrassed of my parents, but it seems to me I had better reason... the old station wagon (UG!) the hair wrapped in curlers, or the flannel nightgown mom wore to drop me off with. I have done NONE of that for crying out loud!

As tempting as it was to plant a huge juicy kiss on his cheek I refrained, and went up to Ash's locker where I was more welcome.

As Ashton says, "I blame society!" or at least in this case school starting...

Thoughts From My 14 Year Old

We have had TONS to get done this week getting the kids ready for school.
As we are in the car running errands and picking up last minute items from the passenger seat comes this comment.

Taylor: "If you think about it the average person's life is really depressing."

Me: (Off in my own thought process) "Yeah?"

Taylor: (Not getting the reaction he was wanting) "If you think about it the average person's life
is really depressing."

Me: "What makes you say that?"

Taylor: "Well Mom think about it... you have to go to work everyday. So your always tired. If your lucky you engage in some sort of mating ritual once a week. Then once a year you go on vacation for a week. Then mating ends at 50! Your job at 60 and you just look forward to dying."

Me: (Thinking) Hmmm what do you say to that?

In that respect... I better enjoy my days, they are numbered!

The Lawyer, the Banker and the WHAT???

So....



Sundays we go to mom's for dinner. This has been a tradition since Chris died ten years ago. I needed it for sheer sanity.

I have hated Sunday's ever since.



Anywho...



Tonight we are chatting around the table waiting for my brothers Ken, Doug and Ashton to come upstairs and eat. They are glued to the Olympics.



Taylor is sitting there as my dad asks where the boys are. His reply is as follows...

"You mean the lawyer, the banker and the Italian gigalo?"





Now THERE is brotherly love.

Look at me... joining the rest of the world...

So....



I did it!



I am so weak!





So after months of my inbox compiling requests to join in on the facebook venture.



I did it!



In that fog of weakness I then joined a blog site too.

What am I thinking?



Why would anyone want to know about (gulp) me?



but-



I did it!





So everyone here I am totally naked and exposed to you all.

(if your smart you will turn your eyes now...lol)