Monday was one of those days, you know the kind where everything gets on your every last nerve?<\/p>\n
After dealing with sick boys, being sick myself- Monday felt like well, a Monday.<\/p>\n
I decided to hit the gym when Cole went to preschool and found it was a good time to go, no one was there, but I was completely unmotivated. It didn’t help.<\/p>\n
I was such a grump. I picked Cole up from preschool and was driving along when Austin called me and asked if his friend Jake could come over.<\/p>\n
“no, you have an orthodontist appointment in an hour.”<\/p>\n
“So?”<\/p>\n
“So. He can’t come over. Invite him over tomorrow.”<\/p>\n
Click.<\/p>\n
I stared at my dashboard. Oh no he didn’t. <\/p>\n
I punched the home phone number into the dash- let me tell you, bluetooth is a wonderful thing but I often feel strange talking to the dashboard, especially yesterday when my friend Sandra drove by with her daughter, both waving and smiling at me and I was in the middle of an argument with my car.<\/p>\n
Sigh.<\/p>\n
We go to the ortho (who happens to look like the Dark Knight but even that didn’t help). Austin goes to the back, Cole goes into the little nook with the video games and I head across the room to read magazines. I can hear him (cole) the second he starts playing, yelling and hollering, making the receptionists crack up. Then he breaks into the Buckeye Fight song. I pull the magazine up to hide my face. Next I hear “let’s go jackets!” (the chant from hockey games) and then he breaks into Social Distortion\/Johnny Cash- “I fell in to a burning ring of fire”. The moms checking out are laughing, the ladies behind the desk are laughing, but I am a grump and I hide behind my magazine.<\/p>\n
Some times a bunch of little things can add up to a frustrating day and things that usually make me laugh just don’t. That was Monday.<\/p>\n
Yesterday was better. Blake was home with the “sick eye” which is what Cole called it. Guessing it’s pink eye only not goopy. Just red.
\nBut I had such an efficient day. I did studio work, mopped the floors (once again being thankful for hardwood floors and Murphys Oil Soap), bought Austin some clothes, tried to find a big old farm table (no luck), hit Whole Foods for dinner (tortellini soup from scratch), made appointments for dentist and well checks, worked on our dining room- hung up different fabrics to decide which would be the new curtains, went to Target to get toothpaste and dog toenail trimmers. <\/p>\n
I pull into the driveway and our neighborhood hawk is sitting on our gate. Quick thought, “is Zoey inside?” Whew, she was. If that hawk chose to carry her off I think he would break his back. She is a little butter ball. But still, I have seen that hawk carry off many small critters and I just don’t like it- why can’t it just pick up road kill or something, why the torture? Nature man, it’s brutal.<\/p>\n
Just a bunch of mundane every day stuff but I got so much done that it made me happy. <\/p>\n
Some times a bunch of little things can add up to a good day. And things that would usually make me cranky (like mopping the floors) made me happy. So see, I am koo koo.<\/p>\n
So back to Monday when I was at the gym and being all cranky I kept tuning my ipod to mellow songs and I realized that there are some classics that I can listen to over and over again and never get sick of them. and this one<\/p>\n all I want is you<\/a><\/p>\n One of my other all time favorites is I’m so Happy by Sting. Andy and I saw Sting here a long time ago at an outdoor concert with Lyle Lovett. Lyle had just split up from Julie Roberts and he sang this song with Sting. Here is a funny version with Sting pulling a guy from the audience. And Sting, man that man….. and just in case you want some vintage Sting with The Police, here is my fav Police song- Cole and I love to sing this song.<\/p>\n
\nThe first one is U2- Running to Stand Still. Andy used to play his guitar and sing this song to me a long long time ago. Yes, he even sings. Here is Bono singing that great song.
\nRunning to Stand Still<\/a><\/p>\n
\nsting<\/a><\/p>\n