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*This is a reprint of a Facebook post I wrote two years ago.* 

When I was three years old I drank a bunch of Tang and then ate some oranges and threw up all over our blue corduroy couch. I remember specifically calling for my mom AND sister, “Mommy! Melissa !! I just threw up!!”

I don’t actually remember what happened next, but there is good chance Melissa was the one who got there first.

She was eight. And she wasn’t even my oldest sister. (And yes, I know Chris isn’t here to defend herself; but if she were, I feel comfortable that even she would agree she was NOT the one you called for during a vomit emergency).

From my earliest memory, I can remember thinking of her as a mother figure. She was the one who took me to college and showed me around campus to get me settled. She was the one who drove me around when I needed rides. She was the one who looked out for me when we went to camp together. And she was the one who drove with a one-year-old from her house in Rhode Island to my apartment in Boston, through the Nor’easter of 1994, to be with me when I called her hysterical with grief a few months after my mom died.

There have been more times than I can count where I have accidentally called her Mom.

It is a family joke that everyone loves Melissa. She was my mom’s favorite and everyone knew it. One of those things that’s so obvious that it’s more annoying and predictable rather than jealousy-inducing. After my mom died it just became transferred over to all the aunts who marvel at her talents. Every holiday Chris and I would get ready for the adulation that would be thrown her way.

“Oh Melissa, this dessert is beautiful! Oh Melissa, look what you did with this antique sideboard! Oh Melissa, how clever is this idea to have turkey on Thanksgiving!”

We would roll our eyes and crack up.

But here is the reason behind it. She works full time. She manages her house. She has four kids living at home, three of them who are constantly belting out show tunes which is enough to make me ready to pack my bags after a few days visiting. She has a dog, a cat, and too many rabbits. She helps with the church and is involved in volunteering for her kids’ theatre productions. She and her husband have their own coffee roasting business. And most importantly, she has taken over as the mother figure for Chris’ three kids who only live a couple of miles away. And she is always, always, there if Abe or I need her. She never puts us off. We know if we need her she will put us first. She really listens and she makes you feel important.

And the reason there is no jealousy over someone like that is because honestly, if you had the choice to be that person or have that person as your sister, you would pick the selfish choice.

Happy Mother’s Day to the next best thing to having my own mother still around.

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A day in the life…

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This is what my dry erase board looks like during a typical month. As you can see, we have a lot going on.  On any given day I am cook, maid, dog walker, scheduler, chauffeur, mediator, accountant, teacher, therapist, and occasionally these days, verbal punching bag. And though I don’t work a job outside the home, I do find myself constantly busy. So what exactly do I DO all day???

7:36am: Jump out of bed startled and panicked. Realize you have been hitting the snooze for half an hour.  Throw on work out clothes.

Give dog a treat and let her outside.  Yell for kids to come downstairs.  Yell for kids to turn off devices as they know they are not supposed to be on devices in the morning.  Watch kids walk downstairs with devices four inches from face.  Yell again.  Make lunches.

Ask youngest if she wants breakfast even though you know she will refuse because she is not a breakfast eater unless there are donuts or pop-tarts or cinnamon toast crunch in which case she IS a breakfast eater.  Ask her if she brushed her teeth. Ask her again. Watch her go upstairs to brush her teeth.

Tell older child three times that he has baseball practice tonight but be prepared that he will later insist you did not tell him. Wonder about his acne and why it isn’t clearing up. Make mental note to browse online later for new skin-care system for him.

8:05am: Get kids in car.  Watch dog as she looks at you at the door expectantly, asking “Am I coming or am I staying?” Decide if you are going to the gym or not.  Yes, she can come.  Her feeling loved is more important than your exercise. You will work out later.  Know deep in your heart or maybe not so deep you are not going to go work out in the afternoon.  Stay in workout clothes anyway to make yourself feel like there is the option you might.

Drop kids off at school. Yell “I love you!” to oldest as he walks away disinterested (his near-constant mood).  Yell “Make good choices!” to youngest as she hops out of car full of energy. Realize it is 31 degrees out and neither child has on a coat.

Go back home. Consider taking a nap.  Resist.  Unload dishwasher.  Wonder why there are so many forks and hardly any spoons.  Wonder where all the spoons have gone in the last 20 years and how can you lose 17 spoons but still have all your forks?  Retrieve all the dishes and glasses that are upstairs and in bedrooms and bring them to the kitchen.  Wonder if you should install a dumb-waiter.

Get a snack. Let the dog out. Let the dog in.  Let dog out. Tell dog it’s raining and she won’t want to go out. Watch her go out anyway. Watch her walk right back inside. Wonder how she will forget this again in a few minutes. Consider a doggie door but remember when you had one before, your old dog brought in a giant dead bird and laid it on your bed. Decide against a doggie door.

Throw a load of laundry in.  Wonder how there is so much laundry after one day. Wonder why kids can’t wear pajamas more than once.  Wonder how many clothes just fell off hangers and were thrown in the laundry so they didn’t have to be hung up again.  Smell hoodies to make sure they have actually been worn.

Check emails. Answer texts. Get into long discussion via text with brother about which one of us would be Hall and which one of us would be Oates. Have conversation AS IF we are Hall and Oates. Crack ourselves up.  Realize no else would think this is funny but us. Pet dog for a while so she leaves you alone.

10:00am: Walk past mud room and wonder if you should wash winter coats and put them away for the season. Know that the moment you wash them it will snow.  Walk past big mess of games and puzzles in office and start to organize them.  Take some things to the basement.  Discover it is a mess and start to straighten it.  Notice rack of CD’s.  Laugh at the fact you still have a WHAM! CD.  Try to remember why you are in the basement.  Wonder how the last hour disappeared when all you wanted to do is put some games and puzzles away in the office.  Make dog Kong so she will stop bugging you.

11:00am; Admit you are not going to work out after all.  Consider whether you should shower.  Assess what you are doing the rest of the day and if you are going to see anyone outside of family and kids in carpool.  Decide there is a good chance you will run into someone at Jewel.  Give in and take shower.

Look at the clock.  It’s already 11:30am.  Ask yourself what you have done the past three hours.  Answer more texts.  Put phone down and tell self not to answer anything that isn’t an emergency.  Think about what to make for dinner.  Decide that if you had a choice between a chef and a maid you would pick a chef.  Silently proclaim to no one that thinking about what to make for dinner is the worst part of being a mom.  Eat lunch of cheese stick, apple and pretzels.

12:00: Take dog for a walk.  Start listening to a podcast.  Realize after ten minutes you haven’t heard anything on your podcast because you have been distracted about all the things you have to do.  Start podcast over.  Realize 25 minutes in you have already heard this one but it took you that long to notice.

1:00pm: Transfer laundry. Sit down to write blog.  Get some good work in between telling dog “No!” as she continues to paw you.  Tell her you have already taken her on a ride, given her multiple treats, taken her for a walk, and played with her.  Wait for her acknowledgement.  Get dog nail clipper out as last resort and show it to her every time she bugs you.  Watch her run away.

2:00pm: Look online for dress for daughter for church.  Follow her conditions by eliminating anything with glitter, bright colors, spaghetti straps, sequins, florals, and ruffles.  Settle on sweatshirt dress.

2:50pm Pick up daughter from school.  Pretend to be interested in her stories about recess.  Drop her off at home and go straight to pick up son 20 minutes early because you already need a break from her non-stop talking.  Brace for him to ask  “What’s for dinner?” as soon as he gets in the car.  Say “I don’t know” because A) You don’t and  B) As soon as you tell him what IS for dinner unless you say Pizza or Culver’s he will complain.

Wonder about how different it is that when you are in the car with your daughter she WILL NOT STOP TALKING and all you want is some peace but when you are in the car with your son he says nothing as you try desperately to connect with him.

Drop him off at home and go get something for dinner at the grocery store.  See nobody you know.  Get irritated you wasted a shower on no one. Get home and step over backpacks and jackets and hoodies and cleats and shoes to get through mud room that has built-in lockers and hooks that seem to be underutilized. Bring dirty dishes and yogurt containers and plastic bottles from various places around the house that have appeared in the 20 minutes you have been at the grocery store.

4:15pm-7:00pm: DRIVING AROUND THE CITY OF DOWNERS GROVE BEGINS!!

Decide whether to make dinner before sports and eat in shifts starting at 4pm or after you get home and everyone eats together at 7:45 but then goes straight to bed on a full stomach.

Pick up girls six loud girls, aged 8-13, from soccer. Watch as they tumble into the car with their soccer bags, water bottles and cleats.  Mediate over who gets to sit in the front and decide on a rotating system.  Make sure everyone is in the car and you aren’t missing anyone (only happened once). Drive slowly and carefully so you don’t get stopped by the police (only happened once). Drop off girls one by one and make sure everyone gets in respective houses safely.  Go home.

6:30pm: Do internal happy dance because you are in for the night.  You can finally relax.  You can have a glass of wine.  YOU CAN TAKE OFF YOUR BRA!! Know that now that your bra is off you are in for the night and nothing will make you leave again except maybe a house fire. Eat dinner.

8:00: Tell daughter it’s time to get ready for bed. Argue with her about how she is the only person she knows who goes to bed at 8 o’clock and she should go to bed later and watch her meltdown while making your exact point that she needs to go to bed early in order to function. Put her to bed.

9:00pm. Watch The Crown. Decide you definitely should have been a queen or at least a princess and brood about it for a while. Wish for servants and designer clothes and summer home in Scotland.  Realize the closest you will get is Nordstrom Rack, a cleaning lady, and the water park in The Dells.

10:00pm. Get in bed and obsess over the next day’s activities. Push snoring husband on his side. Nudge dog so she will stop licking herself. Repeat until you fall asleep.

Above: Athena Trying to get my attention.

Below: Screenshot of my conversation with my brother and insight into our sense of humor.

 

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Spring Break, Day 5

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Church during the week!!  Oh yeah people in Florida…..How you like me NOW???

Do they even HAVE churches in Disney?  I doubt it! While you all were waiting in a two hour line for Pandora World, I walked right up to the candle stand no problem.

Later on I had some blood taken. Ladies of a certain age should get their labs taken every once in while just to make sure everything is up to par and we don’t have any calcium or iron deficiencies. I’m going to need to know when I should switch over to Centrum Silver.

Unfortunately, I forgot to get a picture during the procedure as I didn’t realize it would be the highlight of my day. Turns out it pretty much was. But here I am OUTSIDE the clinic. And as an added bonus, a close-up of my wound. Don’t worry folks, it barely hurt, and I imagine I will be healed by tomorrow!

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Spring Break, Day 4

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What’s the plus about not being on the beach this week? Those of us up here in the cold don’t have to think about shaving our legs for at least another two months. However, that doesn’t mean we can neglect all personal grooming, especially us Greek girls.  And what better time to do that than on my week off?  Here I am getting my eyebrows threaded at the local beauty salon.  Regular readers of my blog wait all year for this post. 😆

Here at home the fun never stops and today I got a little out of my comfort zone and fit in TWO activities!  The weather was clear and sunny and in the high 50’s so I took my dog for a walk.  You can’t do that in Europe….not with all those stray dogs and cats running around!

SIDE NOTE:

Helpful hint for those of you who like to multi-task: If in fact you walk your dog and use your phone at the same time, you probably are used to the frequent pauses as your pet stops to relieve herself or sniff at an interesting spot on the grass.  Be sure to look up every once in a while as you may just assume she is investigating a scent when in fact she is investigating THIS:

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Here she is a few minutes later after she threw up.  You can tell from her smile SHE loves Spring Break at home too!!!

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Spring break, Day 3

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You want to know another benefit of staying home?  Visiting your local Target for your weekly essentials!!  Sorry people in the Caribbean..looks like you will be missing out on this week’s Cartwheel deals!!   Do you think you are going to be able to find a Target on the open seas or in exotic ports?  They might have a lot of restaurants in an all-inclusive but they don’t have Tar-jay!! I mean, what are you going to do if you have a toiletry emergency?  Call ROOM SERVICE?? I highly doubt they stock luxury brands like Jergens and up & up at the front desk!

Did I mention it was senior citizen/walker day at Target? Yep. I feel great knowing that the only people still in town with me are the non-ambulatory.

This lady below, who is my personal hero, grabbed a huge bottle of white wine and proceeded to stuff it into her small bag.  Which leads me to believe that the women at the retirement home are having a better Spring Break than me.

Well that’s it folks.  It was a full day.  I finished the evening by watching The Crown while eating my Archer Farms trail mix. Bet you can’t get THAT in Cancun.

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