Hodgepodge

Firstly, I just have to say that I made it out of the house kid free not one but two nights this week for some movie hopping.  Recently Anne and I realized that since we're both up until midnight anyway, we might as well be productive.  So we hit up the 10:30 showing of Great Gatsby on a Tuesday and splurged on the large popcorn.  I think I rolled into bed at 1:30 in the A.M.'s and only regretted it for about ten minutes the next day while I arranged a 7 am showing of Cars 2 for the shorties.   

As far as the movie goes I really liked it.  Of course I knew the story was going to be depressing.  I was really just there for the dresses, and the music, and the company, and the popcorn and the freedom.  It might become an addiction.

Then my Dad called and said Mom would watch the kiddos so we could go see Star Trek in the middle of the afternoon.  Sign.Me.Up.  I'm going to just put it out there that I've been checking for 2 years to see when the next Star Trek was coming out.  I think I even googled once to see if he was going to have a love interest.  It might just be one of my top ten favorite movies.  And I've never seen a Star Trek episode in my life.  I love the action and the humor and that it's really about the friendship between Jim Kirk and Spok.  I can't believe I just typed that.  I don't even know if that's how you spell their names.  

The second one did not disappoint.  The scenes on the other world's were amazing and don't look fake like all the new Star Wars movies.  It was hilarious and scary and smart and I even cried once!  I ate it up like the last piece of red velvet birthday cake sitting on my counter since Monday.

Speaking of birthdays we celebrated two this week.  Mine and my man's.  Between the birthdays and mother's day, I'm a little celebrated out.  I don't think I cooked a meal in my kitchen for six days.  That might sound really good but pretty soon you just feel fat and broke.  I should have listened to my mothers advice, "Everything in moderation", before I was born on Mother's Day and married a man with a birthday two days after mine. 

But, as I am finally home for the evening and put the kids down by 7 (holla!), I have time to bask in the glow of being so deeply loved by those around me.  From breakfast in bed, to dinners out, to a new lens for the camera (yay!), to gift cards and clothes and fancy gold earrings and magazine subscriptions and candles and lotions and cute bags and the most amazing artwork from a local artist.  I am known and I am loved.  So here's me giving a long, slow,non -ironic clap to my biggest fans.  I would be lost without your support and encouragement and time and laughter and prayers.

Secondly, yes were only on number two, I ran into these beauty's at Spicer's today and I think I scared the man working there with my enthusiasm.  I squealed, out loud, and then in a half scream/half growl I asked, "When did you get these?"  It came out a little more accusatory then I intended.  Then I pulled out my camera but I don't know how to work it yet so I had to get in this really weird position on the ground to get this shot.  People stared.  I can't say that I blame them.  For dinner I just dumped an entire pint into a bowl and threw them on the table.  Summer with a side of juicy sweetness.  Yes please.

Ben got a whole lot of love on his birthday too.  This handsome man with the sexy shoulders is the chorus between the verses of our family.  He is the best kind of quirky and the person I want next to me at every party.  He brings home the bacon and never complains.  I love that he plays Third Eye Blind songs on his banjo and took 30 pictures of me brushing my teeth in my underwear when playing with the new lens.  Happy 36 my love!

Here we are celebrating Mother's Day with my amazing mom.  We color coordinated our outfits, ate brunch and drank mimosas.  It was very Mad Men of us.    

This is my new shirt from the Banana Republic outlet clearance section and was actually from the mad men collection.  I decided to ignore the petite extra extra small (yes, that's actually a thing) sizing and just went with it because it was $12 and if I stand up straight and slightly to the left it almost fits.  I was especially thankful that I purchased it when I realized, while sitting in the front row of church, that I had sang two hymns with my bra completely exposed.  Luckily, our church sits in a semi-circle formation so every member could get an unobstructed view.  It's always been a lifelong dream of mine to sing topless in church so win-win.  It was especially fantastic when Ben realized I was exposing myself and tried to close my shirt, only to appear that he wanted to grope me profusely during On Christ The Solid Rock I Stand.  Note to self:  Buy safety pins.

And in closing, when did my six year old turn fourteen?  I swear I went in to kiss her sweet sleeping forehead and her legs spanned the length of the bed.  She rides scooters and says things like, "Seriously, are you kidding me right now?"  I can't believe that if she had been born two months earlier she would be going into second grade next year.  I just love her so much.  Even though we have our days she's becoming a friend and someone I want to hang out with.  Just not at six am when I've only had five hours of sleep.  Note to self: Invest in a time machine.