Smiling Mom

Ok, so since I’m new to this whole blog­ger envi­ron­ment, this is the first time I’ve been tag­ged to be part of a meme, thanks to Chri­sanne. To the best of my unders­tan­ding these are little info get­ting games that cir­cu­late throughout the blog­ging world. Each meme focu­ses on a dif­fe­rent sub­ject desig­ned to get to know other blog­gers better.

The gui­de­li­nes are: List seven songs you are into right now. No mat­ter what they are. They must be songs you pre­sently enjoy. Then tag seven other peo­ple to see what they’re lis­te­ning to.

Unfor­tu­na­tely, my memeing debut hap­pens to be on the one sub­ject that I know the least about and is pro­ving to be very challenging.…I’m not so musi­cal. Even my favo­rite songs, which I’ve loved since high school, are hard for me to name and even har­der for me to sing.

Here’s my music list, as it stands today, in no par­ti­cu­lar order:

Awful Beau­ti­ful Life–Darryl Wor­ley

Long Time Gone–Dixie Chicks

Gods­peed (Sweet Dreams)–Dixie Chicks

Bet­ter Life–Keith Urban

Gali­leo–Indigo Girls

Least Com­pli­ca­ted–Indigo Girls

Who I Am–Jes­sica Andrews

Don’t For­get to Remem­ber Me–Carrie Under­wood

Now it’s my turn to tag seven more blog­gers. Here it goes:

Mamma to LG

Lady M

Girl Con Queso

Lady­Bug Picnic

Mom of Two

Petro­vi­lle

Mrs. Chicky (oops, already been memed!)

Subu­ban Turmoil

Cheers!

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So the other day I was doing dishes and it occu­rred to me that we, those who read other people’s blogs, are the same bunch of peo­ple who crave rea­lity TV. We watch with horror as yet another 15 year old plans her $200K “sweet six­teen” with her daddy’s money. We watch 19 peo­ple try to win a million dollars on a deser­ted island, inha­bi­ted only by pro­du­cers, camera men, sound men, and deadly sna­kes. And watch as young hope­fuls get a ton­gue lashing on natio­nal tele­vi­sion for for­get­ting the lyrics of the song they attempt to sing in front of three jud­ges, and millions of viewers.

We love to take a glance into another life. We laugh at their follies, and roll their eyes as they give their own daugh­ter a made up cutest girl award. We love to see an occa­sio­nal pic­ture of this anony­mous person’s family, giving a face to the story we read each day.

We are sort of like anthropologists…or maybe more like pee­ping toms.… hmm. Something to ponder.

Now that is my epiphany. Deep, I know. You are impres­sed, aren’t you!

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I’ve chan­ged the name of this post in honor of Motherhood Uncen­so­red “Real Moms” link.

Real Moms run for the camera when their child does something dis­gus­ting, posts it on the inter­net and pats her­self on her back for get­ting the per­fect shot!

Seriously. Am I a bad mom? When I saw my daugh­ter outside suc­king water off the ground, I ran for my camera. I didn’t redi­rect and stop her beha­vior. I ran for the camera. Bad Mom. Bad.

Last night we had the long awai­ted cele­bra­tion. Since Hubby had the flu for his pro­mo­tion and party, we resche­du­led the re-do for last night. I began the shop­ping on Wed­nes­day, baking and laundry on Thurs­day, clea­ning and set­ting up yes­ter­day. For­tu­na­tely with Hubby’s less stress­ful work sche­dule, he was around for a good chunk of time on Wed­nes­day and Thurs­day and all day on Fri­day to help out. It was very easy to get ready for this party since Hubby work sche­dule is so much less hec­tic. We had the house vir­tually ready to go by 3:00 for our 7:00 party. Not bad!

Bac­king up to Thurs­day, Hubby the kids and I went for a two mile walk to Star­bucks and back. BC rode his tricycle and eClaire was in the stroller.

BC on his trike!

While we were out, I got a call from a friend, Mrs. I. She asked if I could watch her dar­ling daugh­ters for a few hours. No pro­blem! They pla­yed with eClaire while BC slept and I clea­ned out the fridge, tho­roughly. It was awe­some! As Mrs. I was lea­ving my house, she sug­ges­ted that her daugh­ters would love it if BC came over and spend the night.… so he did!! I pac­ked his bags, put him in the car and waved, “Bye, bye!”

2 1/2 years old and already has had his first slee­po­ver! It was such a bles­sing because Mrs. I gave me the gift of time Thurs­day eve­ning to bake sugar coo­kies, 4 chee­se­ca­kes, two dif­fe­rent types of cho­co­late chip coo­kies, and time on Fri­day mor­ning to clean the house. BC came home at 1:30 Fri­day after­noon, ate and took a nap until 4:00. This was a good thing because he sta­yed up until 9:00 p.m. pla­ying with the other kids who came to the party.

I guess HM, girl to the right of green-haired BC in the pic­ture said to BC in the car, “BC, do you want to sleep with me tonight?” to which BC res­pon­ded, “Yes, I do. I really, really do!” So cute… but if this con­ver­sa­tion hap­pens again in another 10 years… Lord help me!

Any­way, the party was a fan­tas­tic suc­cess. May more kids came than I was expec­ting, but all young ones had a blast. There was more alcohol here than we will ever use. Beer, cigars, wine and des­sert was loved by all in atten­dance. But mostly, we were surroun­ded by friends and family that have made a dif­fe­rence in our lives. The eclec­tic group of peo­ple meshed so well, and many sta­yed until the wee hours of the night. Our last guests left around 1:30 this mor­ning. It was so much fun. Hubby has been a really hard wor­ker, and is now begin­ning to see the fruits of his labor. I am so proud of him.

I char­ged my camera last night but, of course, I for­got to take pic­tu­res. The only pic­tu­res I have are of the kids, not the party. So I’ll leave you today with the best pic­ture of the cutest girl. eClaire gets today’s award for being the most ado­ra­ble child I’ve ever come across!! She is found, at all times, with at least three nec­kla­ces around her neck, clutching a purse and tal­king on a cell phone. Honestly, girls are so dif­fe­rent than boys!

Stop by and have a glass of wine with me, one of these days. I have tons left!!

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