2018-08-25 Party Time

So it has begun. I’ve almost completely let go of any obligation or responsibility in my life in order to allow myself to enjoy this momentous occasion. In my whole life I’ve never put so much significance on my birthday, but damnit, it’s about time.

I feel the need to write a list coming on. It needs to happen. It’s happening… Here are the prescribed significant birthdays in my life so far:

1. 21 Living in Las Vegas, my husband stationed at Nellis AFB, he planned a surprise party with everyone from his squadron since we were stranded in the desert 🌵 without friends or family. I partied hard with those strangers in our 1 bedroom apartment. I drank so much tequila that the smell of it makes me want to hurl.. still. Incidentally I remember waking up the next day with what I thought was a killer hangover. It was gone by the start of our bowling league at noon. Oh the magical recovery of youth. If I did that today, I’d be down for two days. Eeeeeek!

2. 25 Living in Omaha Nebraska. I’m skipping 25 cuz I don’t remember 25. Insignificant, just like my life.

3. 30 Living in LaVista, Nebraska with my husband and baby girl Z. That morning I woke up and peed on a stick which revealed that baby C was on the way. One of the best days of my life, and where was my husband? Dunno. He still felt the sting of my not doing anything for his 30th birthday. Our recollection of those events is very different but such is life. I wasn’t expecting anything and got exactly what I wanted. The best bday gift ever. My baby boy (of course we would not find out the sex for 16 more weeks). I didn’t care about turning 30. Some people don’t take it well but I just shrugged.

4. 35 Living in LaVista, Nebraska with my husband and two small kids. We didn’t really celebrate that either and again I didn’t care. My marriage was shit and I was exhausted with life.

5. 40 Living in LaVista, Nebraska with my two children. The divorce happened between 35 and 40 and by 40 I’d been dating Matt for about 2 years. I planned my own celebration which consisted of a road trip to Denver, a concert at Red Rocks, and the one and only time I’ll ever “do” a fourteener. Matt and I were hosted by HL (how ironic), and that rat bastard (HL) was the one who led us astray on Greys/Torries (it was a double peak). It was a satisfying trip despite that. Still, I didn’t care I was 40, we really didn’t celebrate that. The age thing never bothered me. I figure as long as I still get carded and people still continue to tell me how young I look I’ll be good. 😉

This brings me to 45, Living in Papillion Nebraska with my two teenagers. Life seems to be getting better and better for me all the time and I’m just sitting back and letting it. My kids and I started celebrating last night by going out to dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings. Then I went to visit Josh and dropped off some tomatoes and home made pico de gallo. We chatted for a bit and then I went home to play games with the kids.

Today is more of the same with a bonus of getting to see my sweetie for a quick visit with his parents who have relatives in town Jim wants me to meet. Actually it was Jim’s dad who told Jim to bring me. I guess I’ve made a positive impression. 😉

It’s going to be hot and sunny today and one of the last weekends the pool will be open so the kids and I are going to hit that in the afternoon. Then it’s back to the house to continue celebrating by having dinner WITH dessert. I’m planning another game night but this time it will be board games instead of video games like last night. Hopefully I’ll be able to retrieve Seven Wonders from my ex. If not, it will be Truro of the Seas, maybe Settlers, or the Panda game or Machi Koro. I’ve never opened Beeees. Maybe we’ll bust that out.

That will lead right to tomorrow which is the actual day. I plan to relax and take it easy and read and write and then allow myself to be swept off my feet for dinner… destination unknown. My spidey sense is still up and I think something BIG is coming my way. Probably because that’s the way Jim rolls. It’s go big or go home.

So that’s it. That’s how this thing is gonna go down. I’m not working on Work or school and I absolve myself in advance for any missed deadlines or pounds gained. I’m going to be 45 and I’m in the drivers seat now. Yeah, that’s how I’M gonna roll. Cheers to the next 45! 🎉 🎈 ❤️

Time to Bounce,

~Miss SugarCookie

2018-07-01 Holy Shit, It’s July

It should come as no surprise since 1.) Yesterday was June 30th and 2.) It’s felt like July for weeks now. I haven’t done any biking or tennis this year at all cuz it’s either too hot and humid or it’s pouring down rain. Is this Nebraska or some jungle deep in the heart of the Amazon?

Well even though it should have dawned on me before just now typing the date out, it still kind of snuck up on me. Like most days, weeks, months, I came out the gate strong and full of vigor and motivation and ended tired, unsatisfied with my progress, and forgiving myself for being human, but I AM human, so it’s ok. Like Jack White says in Little Cream Soda, “Oh well oh well”.

My brain is scattered this morning. Am I really going to continue to talk about the weather or am I going to put down a solid Sunday Status or and I going to recount my experiences yesterday with the writing workshop or perhaps the family pool party that the kids and I attended last night? Too too much!

How about I focus on one magic moment.. from the pool party…

There I was, tentatively taking a quick dip in the pool, one eye on the other party goers/summers and the other watching the low dark clouds above defying nature and moving in several different directions at once. We all were. I’ve never been swimming in a storm before. We had checked the radar and the current cell was well south and east of our location and moving north east. It was sure to miss us so we decided to get in. There were rumbles in the distance and knowing how foolish it is to tempt fate, we were ready to book it inside the house at the first real sign of trouble (lightening).

Then the rain began to come down. Everyone sitting in chairs headed for the house but the rest of us were already wet. Instead of booking it to the house, a few folks said “hot tub time!”. Well ok. So the kids and I and Jim and several of his relatives got out of the pool and into the hot tub and there we sat, under the protection of a massive pine tree.

The sensation of being in the hot water and looking out at the rain just pouring down all around us was incredible. The best part was sharing that moment with my favorite peeps. I looked over at Z and C and could tell they were having fun. It was a brief moment in time, but priceless. Those moments are few and far between and I need to take all I can get.

Soon after we got in the hot tub there were a few bright flashes in the Sky and that was it, time to give up the moment and head for the safety of the house. We grabbed the towels out from under an umbrella and made a beeline for the back door. The party continued inside and it was good. His family didn’t stay terribly late and after that the kids and Jim and I sat in the kitchen talking about random things. It was a great night.

Like I said, few and far between and before I know it, these last few teenage years with my children will be in the past. Just like July snuck up on me, so will Spring of 2020 and Summer of 2022 and then they will be off making their own way in the world. That means I have to try and make the most of each day and the time I’ve been given. It truly is a gift and I have to remind myself to not waste it worrying too much about what I did or did not get done, or how many steps I got, or whatever.

With that, I’m going to turn my attention away from yesterday or this past week or month and focus on what’s next… something else Incredible (Incredibles 2). 😉

Happy July Ya’ll, Make the Most Of it!

~Miss SugarCookie

2017-05-15 Austin – Mother’s Day Sunday Fun Day

It appears that each of my blog posts are a day behind. I’m writing about yesterday when I wake up and that’s probably because I don’t want to miss a minute of the action during the day/evening to write. This time is no exception.

By the time I got up yesterday morning the bounce house had already been delivered and there was a wonder full smell of baking brunch goodies wafting through the house. Folks were if full-on hosting mode and preparing for guests to start arriving at 9.

I did some stretching and exercise in the exercise room and avoided all the prep until I heard other people start to arrive. Once that happened, I got ready and went to join the festivities.

It was such a great day. I snacked and had mimosas on and off for several hours and just kind of hung around different conversations. They had about 13 adults and 8 kids. It was one of those things where it felt really relaxing to just be present and chat and there was no pressure or anxiety that I sometimes feel around a room full of people. I’m sure the mimosas help with that.

I also did not hesitate to be “one of the kids” in the bounce house. It was a giant blow-up obstacle course complete with a set of stairs you climb up and slide to slide down. I’m not sure if I dominated the bounce house or if it dominated me. I’ve got a few nasty bounce house burns from the slide that still stung when I woke up today.

I was a touch sad to not be with my kids on mother’s day, but I spoke to them both and will be back home on Tuesday. I called my mom and talked to her too for a little bit. She admitted to having a hard time not having any plans with her four children today. But I reminded her I would see her on Tuesday also, and that it’s just another random day (which is really how I feel about it), and that it will be OK.

I really have always disliked the “day” holidays. Mother’s day, father’s day, bosses day, and valentines day is the worst. THE WORST. So I tend to kind of downplay any fan-fare and just treat it like any other day. In this case though, having a party (that I did not have to plan, or host, or prep for), was quite amazing.

I’ve already done a few work things this morning but think I’m going to take advantage of the nice/cool start to the day and go play some tennis. Lance has agreed to play with me so as long as he is still open to that, I’m going to make that my priority. The work will still be there when I get back. It’s (in the short term) unavoidable.

Love Love,
~Miss SugarCookie

2017-03-11 Conundrums and Chaos

Where to start now? Well.. at the present moment I’m sitting in Flagship Commons and have about an hour and fifteen minutes to kill before the hoard of 15 year old girls I’m hosting today comes back around. It’s a mall scavenger hunt. Apparently that’s a thing.

There is too much going on here. Is this a mall food court? Is it lounge? Is it a sports bar? There are too many people and the music is too loud and not to my liking and there is a faint smell of different kinds of food being prepared lingering in the air. It’s hard not to just stop and watch the people and let your mind wander. This is a test. Can I still write something meaningful that makes sense. I guess we shall see.

Earlier today I took the girls to a place called House of Conundrum which has a set of “escape rooms”. You basically get a problem to solve and an hour to figure out all the clues to solve the problem. It was super fun, but there were a couple parts that were frustrating and we lost time because of that. My daughter is a pretty smart cookie and she’s got some smart friends and I think they would have been just as successful without me there to help. We got stuck on a picture puzzle where we had to translate the pictures into letters. We also stalled out because we solved one of the puzzles and the lock we put the combo in would not open and we tried it multiple times. In the end, we missed a clue that was hidden. It was tough but fun. I think the girls liked it. I would definitely do it again.

It’s a little bit of chaos running Z and her friends around, but so much better now that they are older. I can relate to these girls. We can turn the music up in the car and everybody knows the words. At home they are all laughing and telling jokes and making up nicknames for each other and it’s so awesome to see my daughter so happy. She worries too much about how things are going to go. “What we will do and who will show up” were things she’s been worrying about for a couple of weeks now and I can completely understand that anxiety. I feel it too. I don’t know if it’s a thing that ever goes away. Is it genetic? Is it just us? Or is it everybody.

I will certainly take the voices talking over voices and three conversations going on at once and running around a little wild and crazy. I will embrace the late nights divulging secrets and sleeping in late. I will gladly be the house that people can always walk to and hang out at after school if they need to. These times roll so fast and I know that and I want them to be remembered as good times. The teenage chaos will always be welcome in the house of Miss SugarCookie. I want her to have positive memories instead of what I have which is really not a lot of memories at all. I hope it’s possible.

I’m running on 5.5 hours of sleep again and even with all the stimuli surrounding me my eyes are weary and the words on the screen are blurring. I’m going to quit for now and just people watch.