wishes and curses

I havent been posting. I know this. Kill me later. Right now, there is so much happening in my silly little life, and its not even worth going into it, but there have been several things I wanted to blog about, and didn't get a chance to. So, here we go Top Five things I have been meaning to blog.

1. Dakota turned 7 on Tuesday, April 4th. He woke up with a smile on his face, and told every single person we met "Todays my birthday! Im Seven!" We had to go by Publix that morning, because I had not had time to make his cupcakes. (shitty mom, I know) As we walked in the cashier said "good morning", and Dakota said (not quietly), "Good Morning! Todays my birthday! Im Seven!" We then went to the bakery to get the cakes. "May I help you?" "Todays my birthday! Im Seven!" "Oh! Well would you like a cookie?" "Yes, please, since its my BIRTHDAY!" We then left, and walked into school. "Hi Ms. Meigs! Todays my birthday! Im Seven!" "Well Happy Birthday Dakota." A little further down the hall, "Hey Mr. Gibson! Todays my birthday! Im Seven!" "Happy Birthday Dakota!" About this time, his teacher is walking out of the classroom "MRS. BLAIR!! Remember?!?! Todays my birthday! Im Seven! And we got cupcakes!!" Jenna just laughed, and told him she remembered, and wished him a happy birthday. The whole time, Riley just walked with us, grinning, and hoping to get "Dust one cukcake, Koda?" So when we got home, sure enough, Dakota had saved Riley a chocolate one, and presented like it was Rileys birthday, too. I sat at my kitchen table and cried at how sweet they can be to one another.
2. I found an old CD. This is not remarkable, in and of itself. It is a CD from Shannon and Bo's wedding that they gave out as wedding favors. For some reason, it would never play in my car, so I hadn't ever heard it. Well, when I found it while I was cleaning my car out, I tried it in the player in my kitchen, and voi`la- played beautifully. And suddenly, my kitchen is filled with sweet, calm, movie wedding kind of music. I love this CD. I have had so much to do this week, and I have played it each night, and it is just peaceful, and makes me find my center. I think listening to music is the closest I come to meditation or yoga-esque enlightenment, so I love that this CD makes me happy.
3. I got dirty- No! Not like that, pervert. The Hunky Ph and I worked on our backyard a little, and one of the things I wanted to do was make a flower bed. I have wanted to do this and wanted to do this, so finally, I just did it. I finished at 10:30 p.m. but I finished happy, and content, and now I have butterflies and bumble-bees, and flowers, and I got my hands and knees dirty, and I used my body for something good, and creative and not repetitive, and all-in-all that flower bed filled a hole in me. And I love it.
4. The Ph apologized- I can count on one hand the number of times in 15 years when he has ever said I'm Sorry voluntarily. Normally, its a reluctant, we just had a fight, and neither of us wants to say it first, but eventually one of us (read me) does and then the other (read him) says "Well, Im sorry, too." After we had worked on our yard all evening, and he and my bro in law had laid down a cement pad that he had fussed at me about because he was so sure there was no way that it could all be done in one night, and why do I have these ideas about getting this big stuff done right before we have people coming over, blah, blah, blah. It all was finished, and we got our showers and were sitting in the bonus room watching Ghost Hunters on Tivo, and he just looked at me and said "Angel- Im sorry. I kept telling you it couldnt be done, but somehow, you always make it happen. Thank you." I acted like it was no big deal. Inside I was doing a Dion Sanders style touchdown Dance to the tune of 'Big Butts'.
5. Riley got deep- Ri-ri likes his cartoons. They are his shows. He used to really love Tom and Jerry, but lately its between Popeye or Avatar or Ed, Edd and Eddie (yuck). My point with this is that his conversations usually consist of questions that have plagued him about his shows. Well, on Dakotas birthday, Riley and I were riding home by ourselves, since Mom and Dad picked Dakota up from school to take him shopping, and Riley was asking questions "Mama? Whewe is Koda?" "He'll be at home when we get there." "Mama, did Koda get to go to Gwanmommies howse?" "No, baby, Grandmommy and Papa just took him to find a present, because they dont get to come to his party on Saturday". "Oh" Then a minute later, "Mama? Did NoSho (Pinocchio) get turned to a wood boy cause he was bad?" "No, baby, I think he started out wooden, and he had to learn how to be a real boy. That meant doing good things and bad things. He wasnt a bad boy." "But he had a faiwy Godmuver, and she fixed it all, right?" "Yes, she fixed it all in the end." "And den he was weal?" "Yes, baby." "But not weal in dis wold (world)?" "No, baby. Pinocchio isnt real in this world." "Okay." So we drive a little more, and I guess the Fairy Godmother term had him thinking, because he then asked me "Mama? How come God can walk all ovah da sky, and he doesnt shake owah wold (our world)? Cause you know, Mama, God is HOO-MUN-GOS!" And I had no answer. How do you explain about the physicality of God to a 5 year old? So I said "Baby, I dont know. Im sorry." And he scrunched up in his seat so he could look at me in the mirror, and "Mama, its okay dust to say that. Its okay if you dont know." Riley knows what it took me thirty years to learn. That its okay to say "I just dont know."
   
   That has been my life the past few weeks or so.
   It's been so good.