Friday, May 21, 2010

The Matriculation Marathon Begins

Tomorrow is the official kick-off of the matriculation marathon. My family and I have two children graduating in the coming weeks as well as a first cousin and a bevy of friends' children. Every weekend from now until late June is peppered with graduation celebrations of one form or another. Some are large soirĂ©es complete with face-painting and magicians while others are more subdued, intimate affairs.

I prefer both.

Aside from wishing the graduates well and hearing them gush about their plans, I'm looking forward to commiserating with mothers who, like me, can appreciate the bittersweet nature of this milestone. One minute, I'm thrilled for my sons, the next I'm trying hard to quell my anxiety. One is heading to an urban campus, the other to a high school that is five times the size of his middle school.

Not wanting them to see anything coming from me but sparkly optimism, I'll have to keep that party mood going - even when all I want to do velcro their bottoms to a chair and keep them safe at home forever.

Let the celebrations begin!

Monday, May 10, 2010

The Spoils of Mother's Day

Mother's Day - a holiday for all of us domestic super heroes out there. And a paid one to boot.

I'm happy to report that, despite the country's economic woes, I was generously compensated.

Money may not be able to buy happiness, but a day that starts off with a dozen long-stemmed red roses and a box of my favorite chocolate does hold the promise of much cheer.  The greatest gifts, though, were the ones that didn't cost a cent - getting to sleep in, enjoying unsolicited coffee refills, reading the paper front to back, taking an unhurried shower, retaining complete control of the TV remote and being the recipient of a multitude of hugs and kisses all day long.

I feel rich indeed.

Today, I'm back to work, spinning my plates, juggling my disparate careers, and realizing I have five measly weeks to prepare for my husband's domestic super hero holiday.

I'd better start with some fresh batteries for the TV remote...  

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Counting the Days

Almost a week into May and I'm counting the days until school is out, but not for the same reasons that my sons likely are.

I'm already daydreaming about my summertime routine. It doesn't involve rolling out of bed to convert my kitchen into breakfast diner that covers three separate "sittings". It doesn't involve scurrying around at the last minute looking for mislaid library books or laundered gym uniforms. And, it definitely doesn't involve taking a late lunch everyday just so I can run out and retrieve them when they don't take/make the bus.

No, my summertime routine will be much more self-centered, I'm afraid. An early morning walk, reading the paper over a quiet breakfast before logging onto my home office computer, and working through lunch so I can head off to the pool for at least a couple of hours with at least some of the boys. We'll come back to a scrumptious grilled feast, courtesy of my husband (note to self - inform husband of plan) and sit on the back deck sipping a fine vintage of something from a corked bottle while the boys play badminton or ghost-in-the-graveyard, or simply catch fire flies.

I. Can't. Wait.

I'm sure the time will fly. Between now and then, we just have Mother's Day, three family birthday celebrations, two graduations, one parade/picnic, and (you guessed it) a partridge in a pear tree...