A couple of reminders…The fabulous bracelet, given to us by Love Crazy Designs in this post says it all. Leave comments to win it! Also, Dr. Shanon Brooks is mentoring a Leadership Parenting series that begins tomorrow. It’s not too late to register for this fabulous opportunity. You can do so here. Individuals that missed being on the information call with him; can join him on another one being offered on May 15th! Mark your calendar, invite your friends and watch for further details!
I have also decided that in honor of mothers everywhere…I will continue to feature some that are readers here on TommyMom throughout the remainder of this month. There are so many great ones! Prepare to be wowed! Now on with today…
I am asked often what a day in my life “looks” like.
At the risk of appearing somewhat self aggrandizing…
I’ve decided to oblige both this question…
as well as a request…
into a day.
Yes, I realize…
that in a backhanded sort of way…
I am featured three times a week here.
Please read on…
as there is method to my madness.
At least…
I like to think so…
as it assures as well as indulges…
the small portion of sanity…
that I have left remaining intact.
Thursday of last week went like this.
Upon rising to greet the world…
I also greeted an “empty” fridge…
where some breakfast necessities were concerned.
It has been crazy busy around here…
topped with the fact…
that I was gone for 5 days.
It isn’t promising to let up…
any time before the end of the month.
Son #3 asked to “come along with me”…
to run the errands that could no longer be put off.
Yes, the “breakfast staples” were amongst them.
He was lamenting a certain instrument…
that he had played one day prior…
at our local beatnik music store.
He was also sporting a hefty wad of cash…
from working two Coachellafests and one Stagecoach.
Too bad it was at home…
and we were already down the hill…
when he mentioned his desire to purchase said instrument.
Back up we went…
and with cash in hand…
moved towards the errands.
The music store was just opening.
Yes, we can stop by…
was my answer to the question.
Outside…
we had a Leadership Education pep rally of sorts…
discussing perception vs. reality…
and how people are often treated erroneously…
regarding the former rather than the latter.
Yes, he had been the recipient.
How to respond with diplomacy…
and respect before entering said establishment…
was our rally topic.
I waited outside…
touching base with an ill friend…
while he went in to put into action…
what had been discussed.
Minutes later…
he returned with this beauty…
complete with original case.
It is a 1953 Gibson mandolin.
Driving from beatnik music shop…
where he was indeed awarded a $100 discount…
for the inappropriate interchange we discussed…
I heard about the Gibson company…
(an intermittent discussion in our home)
and how the value of its instruments…
simply keeps climbing.
He stops at the store…
for me…
remaining with his newly acquired treasure.
We go home…
I make breakfast…
for every other waiting individual.
They are patient and understanding.
This would be because they are equally exhausted.
Son #2 comes around the corner…
informing me…
that he is in need of pursuing hair extensions.
I’m happy to see him…
because I’ve somewhat forgotten what he looks like….
he has been gone to Shakespeare practice so much.
Would I be able to go with him to “Real Divas” beauty supply…
(as opposed to “Fake Ones”? crosses my mind)
to “check out” real human hair?
Sure.
Let me do table time…
with your little brothers first.
Speaking of time…
when’s lunch?
In the meantime…
Son #1 has uncharacteristically texted…
mid-work day.
Did I remember that his beloved dog…
was going to need to be picked up…
due to his upcoming trip for work…
out of town in Atlanta this week?
Picked up…
doesn’t involve “swing by.”
Just clarifying…
that this involves a 2 1/2 hour drive.
He’ll meet us part way.
Too bad…
I’m leaving Friday morning…
for a two day conference out of town.
Back to lunch.
Son #2 has a friend’s play to attend…
as well as his own rehearsals…
one hour away spanning a three day period.
“Real Divas” here we come!
Shortly after arriving…
we have a match!
Along with twine, needle and clips.
I have a foreboding feeling.
Next stop…
Heather’s shop…
where she illustrates for me…
“how to make extensions.”
Somehow I knew this was the case.
Now the clock is ticking.
Son #3…
has taken himself, #4 and #5…
to the karate dojo…
making a delivery for me on the way.
Armed with supplies…
I attempt to follow directions…
for making hair extensions.
So far so good.
Since the director has to decide…
and not wanting to waste time…
we complete one row….
so he can get the idea.
Success!
Add hair extensions and a rudimentary knowledge thereof…
to my ever-expanding bio.
Off he goes…
with a cheery “I’ll see you Sunday…
and be in touch!”
I head to pack…
for my seminar…
in keeping with my commitment…
to both a more holistic lifestyle…
as well as health practices.
While I know the rest of this post’s expose’…
will officially spill over into the weekend…
I received this photo…
and paraphrased text message…
while sitting in my seminar.
“Son #3 was stung by a bee. This is 30 minutes old.
He has a patch as well that looks like hives.
We’re treated him with “xyz.”
(And did a fine job, by the way…)
any other ideas?
I came home to a kid covered in welts…
but doing much better.
Yes, we’ll be consulting for an epi-pen this week.
There has been a lot of attention given…
to the recent comment made about Ann Romney…
by a political strategist…
regarding the fact that “she had never worked…
a day in her life.”
This is sooo not about politics…
but rather moronic statements.
YOU ARE KIDDING ME, RIGHT?
Everyone who bears the title of Mother…
WORKS.
And if you doubt that for one minute…
we’ll trade places for ONE DAY.
Oh…
and when we do…
bring your knee pads with you…
‘cuz you’ll be on them..
begging me for mercy..
when you’re expected…
to BRING IT.
Carry on!
Moms everywhere…
regardless of your profile…
YOU. SIMPLY. ROCK.
Informed individuals get that.
Love you, love life…
privileged to WORK alongside you!
You are awesome Teri!! You are a fabulous, loving & devoted mother and it shows!! Being a mother is the HARDEST job I have ever had but the MOST rewarding and I would not change anything!!! Being a mom is what this girl was created for! (as well as many other things)
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a day in the life huh? easy peasy! ha!! this post made me smile!
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Oh, my! I am not so good at being that spontaneous. I admire you for that skill.
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