Keeping In Touch
Our TV, with it's New Part works fine. It even has a new feature. It is the colorful odd color on the bottom left corner of the screen. It changes color depending on what is on the screen.
The other day I called my friend K with my cell phone on my lunch break. We hadn't talked in a couple of weeks, the way time flies and all. She said she kinda knew what I had been up to since she had visited the website.
And we live only a 5 or 6 minute drive apart.
That is so weird.
When I work all day I usually start thinking about what to cook for dinner around 3 pm. That is when work-day and at-home-in-the-evening start to overlap. I am working and I am trying to think if I need to stop and pick up something from the store on my way home for whatever recipe...
When I leave work I head straight to pick up the kids from school, multi-tasking along the way: Listening to the NPR news so I feel like I kinda know what is going on in the world, switching over to the Ray of Light CD if the news is the same old same old.
As soon as we pull into the drive-wayat home the seat belts are unclicked and the kids are grabbing the door handles ready to get out of the car and head inside, through the house, and out again through the back door to the back yard. Or they bolt across the street to play with their friends.
I head straight to the kitchen usually.
For about a minute I feel a little lost. I don't know why that is. Maybe I am sort of getting my bearings after being at work all day and now I am in my kitchen at home. Kind of like stepping on land after being in a boat for a while. Or stepping onto the pavement after pedaling a bike for a few miles.
Pretty quickly I am clearing the kitchen and preparing the area so I can start dinner. Open the fridge, pull out ingredients, start assembeling the food and cooking it.... not rocket science.
Meanwhile any number of distractions will start breezing by me. Usually I just keep on task, letting the noises and occasional sibling bickering roll off of me the way water rolls off a duck, kind of. Sometimes I have to deal with it.
Eventually dinner is on the table and we eat. This is maybe my favorite part of the day because we are all together at the dinner table. It is also one of those important things to me. Having dinner together at the kitchen table.
After dinner, dishes and homework, and showers/ baths, and all that, the evening closes in to an end rather quickly.
Once the kids are in bed and going to sleep, I could go and sit on the couch and watch TV. But I come in here and jot down a few thoughts so my friends and family will know what is going on!
That is so weird.
The other day I called my friend K with my cell phone on my lunch break. We hadn't talked in a couple of weeks, the way time flies and all. She said she kinda knew what I had been up to since she had visited the website.
And we live only a 5 or 6 minute drive apart.
That is so weird.
When I work all day I usually start thinking about what to cook for dinner around 3 pm. That is when work-day and at-home-in-the-evening start to overlap. I am working and I am trying to think if I need to stop and pick up something from the store on my way home for whatever recipe...
When I leave work I head straight to pick up the kids from school, multi-tasking along the way: Listening to the NPR news so I feel like I kinda know what is going on in the world, switching over to the Ray of Light CD if the news is the same old same old.
As soon as we pull into the drive-wayat home the seat belts are unclicked and the kids are grabbing the door handles ready to get out of the car and head inside, through the house, and out again through the back door to the back yard. Or they bolt across the street to play with their friends.
I head straight to the kitchen usually.
For about a minute I feel a little lost. I don't know why that is. Maybe I am sort of getting my bearings after being at work all day and now I am in my kitchen at home. Kind of like stepping on land after being in a boat for a while. Or stepping onto the pavement after pedaling a bike for a few miles.
Pretty quickly I am clearing the kitchen and preparing the area so I can start dinner. Open the fridge, pull out ingredients, start assembeling the food and cooking it.... not rocket science.
Meanwhile any number of distractions will start breezing by me. Usually I just keep on task, letting the noises and occasional sibling bickering roll off of me the way water rolls off a duck, kind of. Sometimes I have to deal with it.
Eventually dinner is on the table and we eat. This is maybe my favorite part of the day because we are all together at the dinner table. It is also one of those important things to me. Having dinner together at the kitchen table.
After dinner, dishes and homework, and showers/ baths, and all that, the evening closes in to an end rather quickly.
Once the kids are in bed and going to sleep, I could go and sit on the couch and watch TV. But I come in here and jot down a few thoughts so my friends and family will know what is going on!
That is so weird.
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