Swirling thoughts keep me from writing a post that has one theme or topic. This “Tuesday Tidbits” might become a weekly thing. I realized that I write like I am having a conversation with friends. Ask anyone that talks to me longer than five minutes and they’ll tell you we talked about school, kids, cars, redecorating and God to name a few topics that might have come up. I’m all over the place so why should here be any different? We are all friends here, right?
I cannot stop watching Sister Wives. I cannot believe how invested in these people I am. I am fascinated and each week, I tune in to see what’s going on in their lives. The thought of sharing my husband does not appeal to me at all but having a few sister wives? Hmm…I’m not going to lie. I don’t hate that idea. I would just make sure that one likes to clean, another has the patience of a saint in order to help with homework and one likes to fix things around the house. I feel bad for Meri and think that she doesn’t know if she wants another baby but just Kody saying no makes her want to try. Janelle kind of cracks me up. I think she likes her privacy more than a sister-wife should. Christine, I think is very real. She can’t hide when she is upset and misses what she signed up for. I think sometimes it gets on Kody’s nerves. I think the honeymoon is still going with Robyn and Kody. If I had to guess which one was his favorite at the moment, it would be her. This all being said, I cannot get into the show after called My Five Wives. It’s like a bad movie sequel.
I’m feeling all nostalgic lately. The twins are becoming these two little beings that suddenly care a lot about what the opposite sex thinks of them. Belle has started trying new things with her hair and after checking her texts a few boys have taken notice and told her that they liked it. She asked me to buy her perfume. I am allergic to most so I bought her Love’s Baby Soft. It’s sweet and since she is in sixth grade, I think appropriate but I’ll tell you a secret. I wore Love’s Baby Soft until the smell of spit up and spilled formula replaced it. Having that smell in the house again brings back a lot of memories. Leo always teases me that I have the nose of a hound dog. I can smell things that other’s can’t and so a lot of memories are tied up in smells (songs and smells, go figure). There is the smell of Sunday dinners with family: the gravy cooking on the stove mixed with whatever scented candle my mom has burning. Then there is smell of clean clothes (Downey) that brings me back to hanging out in a basement near the laundry room all through high school. There is the smell of leather car seats that reminds me of a time when I felt like a free spirit. If I am being honest the smell of stale beer and pizza reminds me a lot of the college years. There is the smell that is now in my laundry room of growing boys and their sports. There is the cloud of Axe that has taken up residence all through the upstairs because Nico told Tommy that girls like when you smell good. Girls will want to hug you if you smell good. Side note: Nico is no longer allowed to give Tommy advice about girls.
And then there is Love’s Baby Soft which reminds me of youth and innocence and blank slates of a life full of possibilities. It makes me a little nostalgic.
I came to the realization yesterday that my brain can only handle so much worrying at a time. Guess which subject is falling by the wayside? If you guessed school, you’d be right. I try very hard not to live in fear but with Nico at the age he is, everything scares me. Where is he going? Who is he with? Is he being smart? Is he being careful? Is the person he is driving with a good driver? I don’t rest easy until that kid is home asleep in his bed. I worry about Belle’s self-esteem and how to navigate this new territory of middle school. I worry about Tommy because he has discovered girls. Enough said, right? So, those of you that can take on all of that and still worry about their grades, kudos to you! I suck at it and when I start to, my brain feels like it is going to explode. So I told them: Any C’s in any subject besides geometry (I’m not a fan of the way his teacher runs his classroom) and you are grounded until Spring Break (unless I see that they are really having a hard time, they all have the capabilities of getting A’s and B’s). And then I remind Nico of last year and how I stuck to that rule.
To give you a little chuckle on this Tuesday, here is a conversation I had with Belle this morning:
Belle, coming downstairs in some very cute school clothes and her hair looking brushed: Is it cold out?
Me: A little bit.
Belle: Should I wear gym shoes?
Me: Yes, that would be cute.
Belle: Or should I wear flats?
Me: No, gym shoes would be cuter. You have yoga pants on (starting young over here) so gym shoes would look better.
Belle: I don’t really have gym shoes.
Me: Then why did you ask me?
Belle: I forgot.
Yes, maybe she forgot because she was too busy thinking about the boy who told her she looked pretty yesterday. And she does have gym shoes. She just no longer likes the ones she has.
What’s on your mind today? Share some of your random thoughts. I’d love to hear them.