It's late and the almost birthday boy is in bed. (Yes, still shooting in Manual.) With a few moments to myself I have a few observations. I've been particularly prolific the past few days. Don't misunderstand; I don't really think I have that much more to say, I just choose to do this over all the over things I need to do. In spite of a very long to do list, today has been, well, it's been a truly good day.
As I think back over the day I realized it's been a good day because I've just been a mom today. I didn't do a single (not even looked at a) solitary work e-mail. I did errands this morning - a drop off at the thrift store and a Christmas shopping expedition to the frame shop. Rushing back home so Keith and James could make cycling practice and CBT could make a birthday party. That gave me some alone time. At my house, alone time is defined as dropping off the 10,000 magazines we gotten in the last 60 days or so. (When you internet shop because you don't have time to regular shop, you get kazillions of magazines. I think I'm keeping that industry afloat just with my recycling efforts.) Then, there's the stop at the gas station and, of course, the return to the grocery because I forgot those frozen hash browns that go in the casserole for tonight's covered dish.
Whew! Finally home alone for 2 hours. This is where I confirm that I have issues. I have to rotate through tasks to keep from getting bored with them....wrap gifts for 30 minutes, clean the bedroom for 30 minutes, scrapbook for 30 minutes, read e-mail for 30 minutes. (Oh, I hear some of you - I know you can get your room completely clean in 30 minutes. Just keep your thoughts to yourself.)
During one of these rotations, which also included vanilla cupcakes with white icing because not all little boys like the chocolate birthday cake with chocolate icing, I got reconnected with one of my best friends from high school. My guess is that she lives less than a couple of hours from here. Sad that we've been so close and not in touch, but very cool that we "found each other."
Time to pick up Christopher and I realize that the candles I purchased yesterday aren't in the bag. Get Christopher home and go BACK to the grocery store - this is the 3rd trip for those of you counting- to get my candles. (Worth the trip. They have a kind of checkerboard pattern. James picked them out. Sorry - another rabbit trail. Probably pics later.) Now, I'm starting to run out of time to get the casserole done for the dinner tonight. Fortunately, the recipe says it only takes 10 minutes of prep time and then bakes for about 55 minutes.
I start said recipe and read lines like "mix then layer" and "cut 4 chicken breasts in bite-sized pieces." Now, I don't who they hired to cut their chicken, but I couldn't cut 1 chicken breast in bite-sized pieces in 10 minutes. Finally, the chicken casserole is done. The cake is done and iced (with CBT's assistance). The cupcakes are done. It's time to go to dinner.
It's a covered dish dinner for Hermann and Linda Alb. He is the doctor who started the mission in Guatemala and, of course, Linda is wife. We love the Albs. We also love has they help us to quiet our spirits and just be still. I wish you all could have heard him speak tonight. He just makes you want to serve others because of what God has done for you. It was a tremendous end to my very hectic, but very excellent day.
Addendum: For those of you wondering how the plans for the birthday party are coming. I'm told it is still under control. I have been assigned a "session" on how to use a compass and there was something about Elvis impersonations. (You see how little hair this child has, didn't you?) Again, I was told, "You just get the pizza and have the cake ready." I shouldn't doubt him. He did do most of the invitations (except the address) and he did handle the decorations. Stay tuned. This should be fun.
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