The U.S. Open; turning out to be a disappointment to me this year. So predictable Roger Federer will win on men's side. Nothing exciting at all there. If Andy Roddick had beat him the other night, I'd be hook line and sinker attached to the TV right now, all the more interesting and he to me, is shades of what Andre' was; at least for the passion and fire part of the game. The part that draws you to watch and stay riveted. And both the Williams sisters have lost to Justine Henin. So now the finals are between her and someone I have no desire to watch. Nothing exciting. Ugh. Blecch.
Work Picnic; tomorrow. Lots of planning has been going into this and I'm excited for it to be here but also, will be glad when it's over. Ever had that feeling? Sat outside as it got dark tonight and filled 1,000 water balloons for tomorrow and as my back ached, I realized it will not all be in vain. The kids will love them. Sure it took me 7,000 hours to fill them and they'll be gone in three minutes flat but you know, memories, right? Right. Someone better have the frickin' camera out. To record the memories I filled those balloons for. I already have it all planned out who I'm going to throw one at (insert evil laugh/rubbing hands together). Getting all the details right...I need one more master list. I have so many lists! I need to combine them all and pack up all small details tonight so I can rest well. I love this stuff, thrive off of it. But I'm sure it will be the death of me. I'm sure of it. This thing that hurls me forward in life, this drive to go go go, do do do, make it better, bigger, more creative. It will surely be the thing that makes me lose my mind. Must all be perfect, if it's not the way I envision it, skip it, screw it, never mind. Hmmm. Who made up that phrase, 'if it's not my way it's the highway'? Was it me? Nope, someone else. Seriously, it was NOT me. Kay. Lets get it straight on that.
Friends; as I get older in life I realize the few I have are more and more precious to me. More than anything..
Justin Timberlake; watched his concert on HBO with my honey last night and good Lord that boy makes me want to you know what. His songs. Well the ones I guess from this last album?
- Summer Love
- Damn Girl
- What Goes Around..
- Sexy Back
Those are just a few. Phew. Work it out. I can't believe he was a Disney kid. Look at him now. Explicit and all out there. Kind of yummy. Not all his songs are what I love but some of them.....can't get them out of my system. In a good way. ;)
3rd grade; first week of it is behind us. Things are going well and the Oldest seems to be happy, loves his teacher, gets up each morning ready for the day and coming home happy as a lark. Is this normal? I like it. But I'm just slightly holding my breath...I'll let go in a minute. Just making sure. He told me a story today about three kids who had to write their names in the notebook and he said "this is exactly what the teacher said mom, 'if you talk during class work time you will have to write your name in the notebook' and I knew I did not want my name in that book so I did this with my mouth (and he shows me a fish face closed lips like they were glued shut; funny)." Good job Oldest, good choice. Kudos high five. Not a huge deal but he has not often exhibited careful and deliberate decision making skills. I see the outline of what seems to be a sign but the breath...I'm holding it still, just a little....we'll see.
OK boring but I've regurgiated what is on my mind and once I get everything together for tomorrow now I can rest well tonight. Nothing left on my mind now. Except for the 500 drinks I pushed through Costco today, they're still making my arms ache......that's still on my mind.....kay moving on...
J
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