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I was going through the memory card of one of my cameras to empty it out a bit.  I came across a video of Jordyn.  I realize now how invaluable this clip is.  Priceless, as Mastercard would say. 

One day when he is older, or maybe even more than one day, I will carry on one of my many Motherly duties that has been passed down from generation to generation in most families; I will embarrass the hell out of him.  I will parade everyone into the office where I will bring this clip up on my monitor and play for all to see.  (Although, maybe by then, it will play out in the form of a hologram in the middle of the living room.  Who knows with as fast as technology is moving these days.)  Any which way, hopefully a girlfriend and maybe some pals will be in that audience.  MUAH HAHA

For now though we’ll just revel in how absolutey cute he is trying to hoola-hoop in his Iron Man costume at Sea World.

I’m 31.  I consider myself to be a person of average intelligence.    Articulate at times even.  So why the hell can’t I stop watching 90210? 

I cannot help myself.

I am captivated by the feelings of nostalgia it evokes within me.  The good old days of the everlasting drama between Dillan and Kelly…or Kelly and Brandon….or Brenda and everyone.  Oh wait!  Let us not forget Donna, my favorite virgin of all time.  The show, years ago, was about a bunch of rich kids with problems and drama.  Aaron Spelling made a fortune convincing us there was such a thing.  The show, as it is today, is about a bunch of rich kids with problems and drama.  Same game, different players. 

Yet, I cannot turn away.  I don’t want to turn away. 

The reality they portray is even more warped than the version of yester-years.  Teens don’t call their parents to ask permission to go places.  They just go.  They shop like they are a bunch of rich housewives already.  They drive insanely high end vehicles.  They basically do what they want when they want.  Is Beverly Hills really like that??  I TRULY wonder.  I know that if I didn’t make it home by curfew or call in every so often to say that I was alive and where I was and who I was with, I would be grounded instantly.  Not these children.  And they are children.

Yet, I cannot turn away.  I don’t want to turn away.  I won’t turn away. 

What show are you MOST embarrassed to admit you watch???

A couple of weeks ago a man rang our bell.  My husband answered and spoke with him for quite a few minutes.  I stayed away pretty much…but then I overheard my husband ask “Are they past due on the mortgage?”  I heard the man’s voice say “I can’t really say for privacy reasons.”  I got a little closer and heard my husband ask “Well, if you were looking for someone who might be past due on their mortgage, how past due would they have to be in order for you to be coming to their house looking for them?”  The man answered “3 to 4 months.”

I stopped listening.

My husband called me over.  He shut the door, turned and looked at me with a look of disgust.  He said “That guy was from the mortgage company.  Our landlords are about 3 or 4 months past due on their mortgage payments so the bank is looking for them to talk to them or start the foreclosure process.”

Tears welled up in my eyes because we have moved A LOT….and we JUST moved here.  We had signed a 2 year lease so we could settle and then buy a house at the end of the lease.  We ADORE this neighborhood.  The people are great, the house we’re renting is great, the location is great, the schools are great…it’s just great, ok!? 

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What a crazy weekend, full of ups and downs!

Friday:  Ohhhhh the parties and parades and costume fashion shows!  Aryanna has a morning session pre-school class she goes to and then a Pre-kindergarten session she goes to the other half of the day.  So, inevitably I wind up having to do things for 2 different classes, in addition to whatever my son needs for his 1st grade class.  My son Jordyn had a “Book Fair Parade”, but somehow I missed the note that got sent home and had NO idea.  How embarrassing.  I know I’m forgetful, but for events like that I put the papers up on the fridge so I won’t forget the event.  I must have forgot to put the paper up, so this was doomed from get go!!   Anyway, I had to go to Aryanna’s Halloween party at school at 11 and then try to make it back home to make lunch because my husband and I promised to have lunch at school with my son.

The party was great!  I love Halloween…the kids are always so cute.  Her class sang the parents a song and then they had a fashion show to show off their costumes.  Then they let the gorging begin!  Cupcakes, candies, cookies, cakes, pies…oh and some fruit somewhere in there.  When we picked up Aryanna from school in the afternoon she complained and complained about how she felt sick.  I explained to her that she ate wayyy to much sugar and that she can’t eat like that all at once.  (The same thing happened last year at her pre-school party) How quickly they forget!

We were a little late but my husband and I made it for lunch with our son.  He was so happy to see us.  There’s nothing like that moment when they just are soooo evidently happy to see you.  I love that.  It let’s me know that surviving all those moments of them throwing fits and misbehaving are for something.  All that running around that day didn’t annoy me which surprised me.  I was happy to do it and excited.  I felt lucky and privilaged to be a SAHM who could make it to all these events and spend these special moments with them.
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