October 2005

I belong to this group called “MOPS” here in town. This is my fourth year going and I simply adore this group. I know the ladies well enough to consider them friends and back when I started going, it was my *only* adult outlet besides my husband. When I was first asked to join this group, I jumped at the chance. I could get out of the house for two mornings a month, have someone else watch my child while I sit, eat and talk with other moms in a relaxed atmosphere? SIGN ME UP!

While this is techincally a group for mothers of preschoolers, the rules say you can be a member until your child graduates kindergarten. Then you “graduate” as well. This has been weighing on my mind. My son graduates from kindergarten in June and I’m not pregnant… it doesn’t take a genius to realize my time with MOPS is coming to a close. I’ve told the Steering Team, of which I am also a member, that they will most likely need to be looking for another Publicity leader (I’m in charge of newsletters, fliers, etc and so forth). Everyone has been pretty sad about this. Of everyone there, I’m the only one who hasn’t missed a single meeting. I don’t know if that makes me painfully pathetic or truly dedicated. Both?

So at last night’s Steering Team meeting, the coordinator of our group presented me with a membership, in honor of Jackson. Meaning, I can attend MOPS through 2009 or something like that (whenever Jackson would have graduated kindergarten). I’m so amazingly honored. These guys are bending the rules for me! They all said they know I will be pregnant soon and have a “take home baby” soon, but they didn’t want losing membership in MOPS to be giving me unneeded pressure.

Awww! That is quite simply one of the sweetest things anyone has ever done to me. Seriously brought a tear to my eye.

I’m just the bearer of glad-labor tidings, aren’t I?

Zoot is off to get induced tonight. Go wish her luck. She said she’ll be trying to blog from her labor and delivery room (and if she can’t her husband or son will) so I will be going over there OFTEN for updates.

Yay! Another wee one in the blogsophere!

Edited to Add @ 9:22 am on 10/26:
Just found out from Zoot’s mom that Nikki Z has arrived safely and mom and baby are both doing well. Squee! I’m so excited for her!

So this last weekend, we were shopping at Walmart (as usual) and I saw a display of appliances and it made me think. You know, our toaster is at least eight years old. If not nine. It wasn’t high end to begin with and is starting to look a little weird, along with the whole unpredictable toasting color thing. And I simply saw the coolest looking toaster ever. Let’s face it, I had to have it. Who wouldn’t want a shiny, red toaster in their kitchen?

So I got it. And I was so excited when I got home that I got out a piece of bread to toast right away. And then I discovered that it didn’t work. I was very sad. When you pressed down on the little lever it wouldn’t stay down. My beloved red toaster!! We went back the next day to return it and something else we’d gotten that wasn’t up to snuff and I picked out another one. I crossed my fingers all the way home that it would work. And did it?

Did it ever! It works like a charm and as you can see in the first picture, looks fantastic in my kitchen with the new tile backsplash. And the roses? Those grew outside my very own front door. Okay, so the lavender one (called a Blue Girl) is on it’s way out, but still big and beautiful and has the most wonderful, light, fruity smell. Very delicate. And the bi-colored one (called a Double Delight) is absolutely amazing in person. Not only is it HUGE but the smell is incredible. I swear to God, it smells like rose fragrance or perfume.

All this in one kitchen… it may just be too much for me to handle.

And this week’s song is “White Flag” by Dido. I just love this song. It’s got a great sound to it, wistful and sad but also has this undercurrent of strength that I just adore. So listen and enjoy!

http://lilacpixels.com/whiteflag.mp3
I know you think that I shouldn’t still love you,
Or tell you that.
But if I didn’t say it, well I’d still have felt it
where’s the sense in that?

I promise I’m not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess and
destruction to come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can’t talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of “it’s over”
then I’m sure that that makes sense

I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be

And when we meet
Which I’m sure we will
All that was there
Will be there still
I’ll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I’ve moved on….

I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be