Thanksgiving Eve Thoughts

23 Nov

The evening before Thanksgiving, many are rushing to purchase groceries for the meal, filling up the gas tank for the drive to Grandma and Grandpa’s house, or heading out for a night of bar hopping, since there’s no work tomorrow and instead, lots of food, drinks, football, and shopping!

No matter what your plans are tonight, let’s all be thankful for the big and little things in our lives.  I’m grateful to finally be able to purchase a house as a single mom and leaving expensive rent behind.  I feel fortunate to have a job I love that pays enough to put this roof over my daughter’s head.

We should all be grateful for the children in our lives (if you have them), especially after the horrific bus crash in Chattanooga, TN.  Every day we entrust their safety to others, and we should hug them a little tighter every time they are returned to us at the end of the school day.

After the ugliness of the election, I appreciate the little things more.  A smile and warm greeting from a stranger.  The thank you when you hold the door open for the person behind you.  The gratefulness of the person you took time to help in the grocery store because they couldn’t reach the top shelf.

I was in Walmart the other day grabbing some items when my basket knocked a few boxes off of a display.  A mom and her little boy were walking by at the time.  As I was picking up the boxes, the boy stopped and helped me put them back on the display.  I told him he didn’t have to do that and how sweet he was for helping me.  He said you’re welcome, and went on his way.

It was so nice and kind it brought a tear to my eye.  After the recent months of people being so horrible to each other, it was moving and cute that he came to help me.  This little guy made my day, and showed me that we don’t count out the little gestures.  They go a very long way.

May you all have a most wonderful Thanksgiving with your family and friends.

 

Celebrity Treatment

3 Nov

After a couple of exhausting weeks closing, packing, moving, and unpacking, I was ready to get a haircut/color.  My dear friend Anne recommended her niece and I thought I would give her a try.  Hairstylists are like doctors and dentists…you always need a referral.  These are not people you Google.

Steph was not only very nice, kind, and talented, she treated me like I was a darn celebrity in Beverly Hills.  I kid you not.  I cannot remember the last time I was so spoiled and not maxing out a credit card.

I threw ideas out for a color and cut, and we found something that was fun and edgy, out of my comfort zone.  Not crazy, but not conservative mom either.  While the color is processing, I’m not only treated to beverages and good magazines that aren’t from six months ago, but also to a warm neck pillow/massage thingy.  It was great.

Then came the shampoo.  This is not the typical pour it on and rinse it out.  It’s a scalp massage and ton of lather that would put most people to sleep.  Then came the towel over the eyes and the hand massages.  I was now falling into a deep coma.  I kept thinking, “Am I in Eden Prairie, or at the Ritz Carlton in New York?”

We get so wrapped up in taking care of everyone else in our lives, we forget that we need to take care and spoil ourselves once in awhile.  There’s nothing wrong with making time to relax and focus on our insides and stop worrying about everything on our outsides.

I am so looking forward to my next appointment…a moment to feel like a pampered celeb without the sky-high price tag.

The Excitement and Bribes of Moving

12 Oct

My daughter and I are moving next week…yikes!!  Of course, I’m not ready, but will need to be soon! Now that it’s getting closer, we are both excited, and nervous.  I’m more anxious about the closing and the move.  She’s more worried about her room and switching schools next year.

When I first mentioned the townhouse, she was thrilled…until she found out she’d have to transfer schools.  It then became a defiant, “No way, Mom!”  That is, until the bribes started dribbling out of my mouth.

I told her she could decorate her room however she liked.  Purple and pink walls?  Great!  Posters of One Direction and Fifth Harmony everywhere?  Fantastic.  Then the list of wants appeared….new bedding, a desk, a nightstand, a beanbag chair, etc.  All I see are the credit cards crying with all of the requests.

However, if a few of these things make her feel better and more comfortable with the move, then I’m okay with it.  I went to three different elementary schools and never moved, they just kept switching boundaries.  I know how it is to be the new kid in school and being scared and nervous.

It’s just nice to be able to own again and not pay the sky-high rent and get nothing out of it but another big bill.  I will have a home where I can invest in our future, and that’s a very comforting and satisfying feeling. 🙂

Moving Madness

5 Oct

Two weeks from today I will be moving.  Am I excited?  Yes and no.  Am I ready?  Um, no.  I’ve made a good dent in the packing arena but still have a ways to go before the movers show up.

You think you’re making good progress, and then you open the drawers and closets.  I just moved a year ago, yet we have somehow managed to accumulate crap that I need to either pack or dump.  Of course, my daughter wants to keep everything, so this weekend when she’s gone some things may “disappear”.

I feel committed to the move now because I completed the change of address forms.  It’s official with the federal government (okay, the US Postal Service) that I am moving on.  I hope the underwriters understand the level of commitment I just made and will not throw any last minute hurdles in my way to the closing finish line!

 

Fabulous Fall!

23 Sep

Yesterday was the first day of fall and I couldn’t be more excited!  Not that I don’t enjoy summer, it is a good season, but it just doesn’t compare to fall.

First of all, it’s football season, and I’m a huge fan.  I love nothing more than parking myself on the couch, opening the windows for a nice cool breeze, having a bowl of chili, and watching football all day on Sunday.  It’s fun and very relaxing, especially when I’m snuggled up in flannel and soft blankets.  What’s even more awesome is that my daughter is right there on the couch next to me.

Second of all, the weather cools down and it’s not super hot and humid.  I do like warmer temps, green grass, and beautiful flowers, but I don’t like sweating the minute I walk outside.  What’s worse is then you walk into a restaurant or shopping mall and freeze because they have the air conditioning cranked.

Lastly, I love fall for the beautiful scenery it provides.  There’s nothing like the brilliant colors that nature provides on the trees and shrubs.  It’s like they’re giving their best and final performance before retirement.  The last, beautiful hurrah before winter arrives.

You Know You’re Doing a Good Job at Parenting When…

14 Sep
  • You tell them not to ever rely on someone to take care of them but when you jokingly mention having a sugar daddy they say, “Mom….remember what you said about women taking care of themselves?”
  • They act like the devil’s spawn at home but are angels at school or at a friend’s house
  • They leave you little inspirational notes in your work bag because they want you to have a good day
  • You’re frustrated with something and they pat you on the shoulder and say, “It’s okay.”
  • You wake up in the morning to them making breakfast, and it actually tastes good!
  • They don’t destroy the kitchen in the process!
  • They hold the door open for someone, pick up litter, and say please, thank you, and excuse me.
  • Offer to help with chores because to them, it’s fun!
  • As a single parent, despite the challenges, they are turning out to be well-adjusted, happy, intelligent, and caring individuals.

Loosen Up! Roll it Down!

31 Aug

The last couple of days in the Twin Cities have been nothing short of spectacular…or according to a local meteorologist, “A Top 10 Weather Day!!!”

So, as I’m driving in to work, I’m noticing something.  Out of the hundreds of cars on the freeway with me, I think maybe three of us had our windows rolled down.  It’s cool, low humidity, perfect “rolled-down window” conditions, yet they’re buttoned up like a cardigan in December.

I’m cruising along with the window down and the tunes cranked.  It’s kind of like a motorized nightclub, and I love it.  While the rest of the commuters are locked up, rolled up, and air-conditioned in their vehicle cocoons, I’m opening up and rocking out like it’s 1999!

I figure the commute is stressful enough so why not enjoy it and let the breeze in and the music out?  I’m thinking tomorrow I might blast the Macarena or YMCA in the car and see if anyone has the urge to have a front-seat-dance along (safely of course for all of you concerned motorists). 🙂