Stress Relief?

For those of you who know about the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, you know that we have a meeting for women every few months. Tonight was the night and as I looked forward all day to socializing with other women I didn't really care what the theme was, only that they provided a nursery. So you can imagine my surprise when they turned on "The Cupid Shuffle" and every woman from 18-100 started to get down! It was awesome! I admit I felt quite hip when some of the other girls my age had never heard of such a dance before but that quickly left as my good friend's mother began to dance and had moves I've never seen a 60 year old have before. I think the lady on this video comes pretty close!

Soccer Mom

Today my role of choice was soccer mom. If you've never applied for this role, you may just be missing the best way to vicariously live through your children! Back in the day, I played several sports and consider myself to be athletic, but as I look in the mirror I seem to have lost that coveted athletic body. Now, when I think jump, my body waits a few seconds before exerting a tremendous amount of effort to lift a few inches off the ground. I recall a certain track coach in high school telling me that I should get my best times racing in High School before my hips got too wide. I should have listened. Except it's not my hips that hinder my vertical exceleration. So I admit I feel a little too involved with my kids soccer careers' at this stage of my life. Of course I would never tell them this for fear of scaring them away from my first opportunity to shine as soccer mom. No, I valiantly sit in the car during practice, nursing my 3 month old, yelling at my 5 year old to stop pushing all the buttons as the windows roll up and down, and horrified that my 1 year old is hanging onto such window and about to become two 1 year olds. At this point any normal mother would have left the scene and vowed never to allow her kids to participate in any team sport that required mid-week practice. But this mother had to stay and see if her daughter scored or not. In the end I punished my kids with a well deserved ice cream cone from a local drive-through as I contemplated whether or not to teach the following days lesson on healthy habits. Aah, victory is sweet!

The new supercalifragilistic

At our house there are two kinds of people. Those that require order and an ice cold glass of strawberry lemonade and those that are atacatatic. You may ask yourself how these two groups can coexist in the same environment and believe me, I've pondered that question many times. On the one hand, a house has to have a certain order to function properly. Yet, there always exists that element of chaos just waiting to blow open the game closet that has yet to be really organized. I'm referring, of course, to my  extremely, incredible children who cleverly came up with atacatatic. In a word, it means crazy! Yes, you may still sound precocious when you say it loud enough but we'll get to that another day. For now, lets just say that this will be a journey into that unorganized closet in hopes of finding the slightest bit of order among the chaos.