I Heart My Friends

I haven't been blogging, as I haven't been thinking much lately. Welcome to the cave, the abyss, the twilight that is my life. I am currently in the 'zone.' Not the diet, rather the state of mind. Poop. Which leads me to the two kids down in two days with the flu. Poop. And barf. In the middle of the night. In the hair, bedding, blankets, and the carpet. Gross. One more to go. Eh.

Lu got a hickey! WTF!?!?! Before you choke, let me say that when she showed it to me, she hadn't a clue what it was. She pulled her shirt down a little so I could see just below her neck line. She had a perfectly circle purple f-ing hickey right there in the middle of her chest! I said 'Lu! Are you a hussy?' 'Mooo---ooom (the two syllable mom)! NO!' Hmmm... 'Well then, did you suction cup something random to your chest?" Wait for it... "How did you know?" Hahahahahaha. Wait. She has my genes. Never mind. I take that laughing part back.

Nat asked my dad why he doesn't have dark hair anymore. He explained that's what happens when you get old. Then she talked on and on about being old and how old he is. (He's NOT that old! Sheesh.) She then said it was pretty cool that ALL his hair is gray because his eyebrows and nose hairs matched too! I think she was trying to make it a compliment. I wanted to become spineless and just slink right under the table.

Today in particular (but ALL days) I am thankful for my friends. They exceed the 'normal' expectations of friendship of today's norm. And I am blessed. Abundantly. =)

This week was also marked by a conversation I had with Lu and Nat about friendship. It was hard, but important, and necessary. And I have a feeling this is the first of many of these...

There will be many degrees of friends, tiers of friendships, tears over friendships, and heartache. How you and your friends evolve over the years, how you work through problems, or side with avoidance, will determine the path. Choose wisely. Thoughtfully. Lovingly. Boldly. There will be friends who NEED you, who tap into your emotions and resources til you're all dried up. Friends who claim and support love while in the flesh, but when the head's turned it's another story. Friends who always teeter on the line of acceptance and rebellion, but with a heart built of gold. Friends who are quiet and happily so. Friends in the clouds happy and lofty, and only one foot on the ground. The friend with the loud mouth, but who always tells you exactly like it is. The one who when your cards have folded, they take the next train out. The secretly highly critical one, whom you can never please. And the one who you may not see or talk with often, but you feel their presence, and knowing that they are out there thinking of you too is enough.

How do you explain that the friends you keep, speak volumes of your character? You are essentially guilty by association if you choose the less popular route. But please don't choose to be exclusive in your friends, just for the sake of being so. Every body has a light within. It just takes the right kind of friends to create the safety net of friendship to allow them to blossom.

What kind of friend are you? Be purposeful in all of your actions.

TGIF

Me: Emi, what are you doing?
Emi: I hug the fishies goodnight. Hug. See?
Emi: and Kiss
Emi: And high five

Me: Let's change your diaper before bed. Come here. Did you poop?
Emi: No. No poop. Just pee.
Me: Ok. You still smell funky, maybe just a fluff?
Emi: I smell fu(silent N)ckie?
Me: Yes you do.
Emi: I pooped.
Me: Really?
Emi: A BIG one mom. See?
Me: Nicely done. Let's get it off your bootie.

Emi: Sing mama
Me: Sing what? Let's sing together!
Emi: K. You sing LOVES ME. Sing it mama
Me: Jesus loves me this I know...
Emi: Shhhh... Now sing LOVES ME ok? Sing it. I need it. Sing it now mama. Sing LOVES ME.

Me: Emi you are naked. Let's get jammies on you for bed.
Emi: I'm naked! See?
Me: And you are cute too, now let's get you dressed.
Emi: Mommy I run FAST!
Emi: Around and AROUND!
Me: Oooh you are sooo fast. Now let's get your jammies on please.
Emi: I'm still runnin'
Me: I can see that. Come here please.
Emi: I'm runnin FAST mom! See? SEE!
Emi: You like dat? You like dat mommy?
Me: Breathtaking dear, just breathtaking.

Date Night !!!!!!!

A few months ago I posted a a blog about this:



Dad saw this particular David Foster special on PBS and was SOOO excited about it, he became a supporter of PBS so he could get a copy f the DVD. And he got an extra one for me. AND he got the CD to go along with it. David Foster is the writer/producer of MANY hits including 15 grammy wins.


Then a month or two ago just in passing I heard that David foster would be coming to the HP Pavilion and I thought wouldn't it be awesome to be able to get tickets and TAKE DAD TO IT!?!?!?! I was online and got tickets within 10 minutes of them going on sale. OMG. HP Pavilion is HUGE. Gigantic. BUUUUUTTT...we got seats on the floor in row 15. So that is exactly what we did last night.



Perhaps you thought the date night was with hubby? Nope. With my daddy. =)



We went to La Fondue in Saratoga and woooo weee was it fancy! Valet parking and everything!(here I am particularly pleased to say that I no longer drive my first car... an 82 Plymouth Reliant.... no use getting Valet parking for those....)4 courses and each was oooohhh so yummy including dessert. Holy smokes. I felt very classy. Very special. And it was special to be there with just my dad.



So the deal with the David Foster concerts is that he plays the piano center stage and sings along, but he brings out artists that he's worked with in the past, and they sing old and new songs that he has written (but maybe not ones that that artist had sang originally.)



First was one of the guys from Earth Wind and Fire:
Then Peter Cetera, originally part of Chicago:

Then Debra Cox too... whose voice is literally like butter. BUTTER I tell you. Smoooooooooth like butter. She sang some songs originally sung by Chaka Kahn (written and produced by David Foster.)
Then she and Reuben Studdard (formerly of American Idol) sang the Nat King Cole and Natalie Cole 'Unforgettable' song. Oh.my.goodness. I didn't want it to ever end.

Then Reuben sang an R+B version of 'Home' and then David Foster said he had a theory that he could give Reuben ANY one-liner, and that Reuben could sing that line and make it beautiful. He picked someone out of the crowd and asked for one line. Then man said I LOVE ERICA. (His wife.) David Foster played a few chords on the piano and Reuben took off and seriously sang the most romantic one line I think I've ever heard.

David Foster is also famous for finding young talent and kind of introducing them to the big world. He brought out these young men (hold ALL of your negative boy band notions...) These are the Canadian Tenors. They do not have an album out yet, but will be out in February. Here think of the most beautiful voices in beautiful harmony with opera-like undertones. Really. Check it out. (Also just so all's fair in love and war... if something ever happens to me and Hubby, I totally call dibs on the guy second from the left!)

The Canadian Tenors sang Hallelujah. And I cried. Like a little baby.

The night was amazing. 3 entire hours of beautiful music. Question: Why don't they have season tickets (like sports teams) for these events?

But one of the best highlights of the night for me, and one for which I don't have a picture, was when he brought the 3 backup singers (girls) to the front of the stage and they brought DOWN THE HOUSE with 'To Be Real' yes written by David Foster and originally recorded by Cheryl Lynn. It is MY FAVORITE SONG OF ALL TIME.

As Promised:

Halloween

I haven't much in a blogging mood lately. 8( Well... that... and that my computer has been acting up (along with my mood and sassiness! HA!) I have a some really cute pictures of the kiddos to post from Halloween, but fully expect the computer to crash when I try to upload them from the memory card. Highlight of the night though was Lu and Nat's hip hop class doing "Thriller." It was pretty special, and the pics are awesome. Can't wait to get them up.

Also- a little aside about Halloween: if you are of child bearing age AND in fact have children... please don't dress like a hoochie with all your junk hanging out. Good for you if you think you're ALL THAT. Really it just makes you look silly and you look like a walking billboard for lack-of-class. What do they say? Money begets money. Kindness begets kindness. And I'm adding: Hoochies beget baby hoochies. Please don't go there.

Dear Mama Mo came to church today which meant the world to me. There are many things I'd like to say here about friends and life. But I can't get into it. Maybe in another post.

Nightie night and onward to self washing dishes, self cleaning kids, matching socks and a plethora of chocolate candy that will mysteriously disappear from the kids' Halloween buckets and into my tummy. Thank God for chocolate. EVERY. SINGLE. KIND. OF.IT.