Saturday, March 19, 2011
I saw the first snake of the year on the last day of winter slithering across the dirt road heading toward Yolie's house. I stopped the van because I'm not about to run over a black snake while Sabrina jumped out to take its picture, but was afraid to get any closer than from 20 feet away.
I'd overslept until the absolutely unheard of 7:35 this morning.
"That ought to tell you how bad your body needs to heal," Yolie told me, as I thought my emotions have taken way more beating than these two cracked ribs.
Whatever, I only had 10 minutes to get three kids across the county to the other high school for a meeting and Nando to soccer practice, the rest of us to yard sales, wiping the toothpaste off the side of my face when I happened to glance in a mirror.
Chuy nutted up at soccer and got kicked out of practice, while I furiously tried to not yell at him. I was so dadgum irked and tired of him thinking he knows more than a coach, a teacher, a mother, or any other adult.
A lady I knew, now in a wheelchair, silently brought my selfish perspective back into focus rather quickly. I'm healthy and I need to be more appreciative of that fact at least, cracked ribs not withstanding. She looked absolutely gorgeous while I stood there looking and feeling like ten miles of bad road.
I'd again been contacted by a reality show producer from The Learning Channel. I'm still not interested. Money would be nice, but money's not everything, and I sure don't need folks stirring up drama around here. Our normal life is routine, boring, mundane and just has a lot of people, that's not enough to make us any kind of special. I'm not real proud of a lot of my kids at the moment anyway.
I have a big heart, or what's left of it, I don't want a big head.
Paula's new blog can be found here. Neither she, nor I, nor Claudia, nor a lot of adoptive mamas blog some of the depths of Hell into which we've glimpsed over the past years. Again our blogs just give small peeks into very busy lives, the backstory might scare the peaturkey out of people. I know ours sure would.