So I hope everyone had a lovely Mother's Day. Despite the fact that we got some bad news, Micah still managed to make me feel well loved, cared for, and special. Now, I am not a big Mother's Day kind of celebrant. I like being treated like a queen all year long, rather than have a gift and card thrust at me once a year to make up for 364 days of neglect. Thankfully, my Micah is like that. He could forget Mother's Day and it would not upset me. (in fact he has done so, but he will delete this blog if I tell that story again. ROFLOL.)
We had a lovely start of cards, school made gifts from Lincoln, snot covered kisses from Emerson, and a beautiful frame for the new and improved office.
As we were about to head to church we got a call. I knew what the call was, and before I could get out "Don't answer it!", Lincoln did. It was a call about a family member passing away. Now, some people can discuss matters of faith and death in eloquent terms, I am not one of them. My Aunt is gone, and I don't know if I will ever see her again and you know what, it sucks. That is all there is to it, it just sucks. I don't throw around the "suckage" term lightly, because a) I don't want my kids to say it, and B) I know it makes me sound crass. But, it is fitting for this I think. The sadness and sobs that emit from my body are indescribable. I will leave it there. I warned you, no Pulitzer worthy description of this kind of thing is in me yet, maybe with time...
I will move on to a situation I found quite amusing, not because I am treating the aforementioned topic flippantly, but because I am already crying and want to move on, lest I spend the entire day that way.(again)
I was on my way to pick up Lincoln from school and all of the sudden there is a car on my tail. Really close on my tail. Now, I admit it, in times past this would have resulted in the Jude's "Slow-Down-Tick-Off" approach. That simply means I would slow down to like, 25 miles an hour in a "You think I was going to slow before... HA!" type fashion.
But, alas, after a freakish man and his road rage scared me to death, I am a good girl now. Also, I finally decided my large SUV parking had improved enough to put my church magnet on the excursion. So, knowing that little piece of magnetized rubber is there helps to keep me in check. Who wants their pastor to say, "So, I got a call about some crazy woman driving and running people off the road..."
" Huh? What? Who? Me????" hmmm....
So, I didn't react. I just kept going along, and when we approached the intersection where it drops to 35, I, being the law abiding citizen that i am, obeyed. I thought the driver was going to crawl up the back end of us. Really, the cars in front of me were 35ing it too, so I was not being totally vinbedient. (**New wordage, Vinbedient = that would be the combo of obedient and vindictive, when you obey just to spite someone, not because you want to or because it is right.)
Well, when we get to the school zone, we are all stopped by the crossing guard, and the car whips out to get in the school turning lane. (this is not Lincoln's school) I look and see... A GRANDMA! I mean, a white haired, roller-set weekly, drinks tea and scones, kind of Grandma. I was shocked that such aggressive tailing was in her. I think, "well, maybe she got the last minute Pick the kids up call, and she was worried"... but alas...
Tailing Granny was NOT going into the school! The public library entrance is down the same drive, and that is where she turned in! I was going, "HUH??? The LIBRARY is why you were kissing my bumper?
What, is Jodi Picoult's book finally in?
Is Danielle Steele actually AT our library serving tea whilst reading excerpts today?
Are the People magazines in the 25 cent for sale pile?"
Oh, wait that last one is why I speed to the library.
I seriously could not believe this was the cause of such driving madness. Maybe she really takes those due dates to heart...
In the scrappy world, here are a couple of LOs... One for Unpubbed. And there is still time to lift Beth's LO too, and win a RAK from her. Go check it out.
And one for Memorable Seasons Design Team. This first one is the new Basic Grey Boxer line... It has great patterns and colors.
This one is the We r Memory Keepers White out line. I LOVE the edges.
So, I will pimp the store by saying Jill has these available so head over there to buy them up... herein ends the pimpage.