Girls and boys

I was just watching something about George Lucas on the Biography channel. It said he has a daughter from his marriage, but years after his divorce he adopted another daughter. He wanted a third daughter, but his girls wanted a brother. So he adopted a boy. Then he was seen with his son on the set of a movie and Lucas said, "It is nice to have someone around who understands explosions."

Tell me about yourself.....

For the past three weeks I have been preparing for today's job interview. One question I always hate is "Tell me a little about yourself." It seems like an easy question, but I have a hard time with it. The number one thing about myself is that I'm a mother. But then what do I say? Sometimes I feel like I have lost myself because I am so busy being a working mother and a wife. And what else do I say that is interesting enough to say? I know there is a lot of interesting things about myself, but for the life of me I can't think of a single one in an interview. So I rehearsed for this question over and over so I would be ready today. So the question came up, but with a twist. "Tell us something about yourself that is not in your resume or your portfolio or something that we don't already know about you." I was being interviewed by people that I have know for over five years. Everything I had prepared to say was already in my resume or portfolio. Lucky for me something popped in my head, and for this question, for once, I did alright.

Drama

When Sarah Jessica Parker runs through the streets of New York City it looks glamorous. When it happens in real life, not so glamorous. This morning I worked and then had an interview at headquarters in town after lunch. I left work a little early so I could get ready and grab something to eat before the interview. After eating my lunch the drama began. My car would not start. I tried several times and nothing. Lucky for me I wasn't far from my desintation, but with 15 minutes until I had to be there I had to run. I had to run across State Street and along Century Ave in my nice business clothes and clutching my business folder. I was also on the phone (I hate my cell phone, but I was so happy I had it today) calling my husband to get my car and calling work telling them I might be a few minutes late. I am totally out of shape so I arrived at my interview red in the face and out of breath. At least we had a good conversation starter.

The bedtime routine

I thought the kids had been outside enough today that when it came to bedtime they would crash. But no, they were full of energy when they went to bed. They sleep in the same bed because neither one likes the top bunk so they both sleep on the bottom. Tonight they would not settle down and were horsing around. I went in there and began counting to three. As soon as I said "One!" the boys seperated and went to their side of the bed. Rion closed his eyes and started making snoring sounds. There were no more get to bed speeches from me at that moment because I had to leave immediately so he wouldn't hear me laugh.

Dreaming

Rion was looking at the Lego website again and now there is a short Indiana Jones Lego video on there. He was telling me all about. He told me at the end Indiana Jones is cooking. (When I watched it later he is seen grilling). The image of Indiana Jones in my kitchen cooking a meal for me popped into my head. How nice would that be? Once you become a mom one of the biggest turn-ons has to be the sight of a man doing chores. Let me clarify that. A man doing chores that he wasn't asked repeatedly to do. Indiana Jones already has the rugged good looks going for him, but if he was doing chores for me too. Who wouldn't want to come home to that?

You're invited

Today the kids and I went shopping for daddy's birthday present. When we found the perfect gift I told the boys not to tell daddy, it was a surprise. Then we went to Dairy Queen to get a cake. Again I told the boys not to tell daddy until tomorrow. As we paid for the cake, Rion of course was around the corner climbing on booths, while Torii was right next to me being the center of attention. The cashier asked if we would like a name on the cake and I told her to write daddy on it. So she asked Torii if his daddy was having a birthday. "Yes," said Torii, "but don't tell him it's a surprise. You can come to his party. I'm going to hide under the table and surprise him." Then an older women came up and ordered a blizzard. She was Torii's next victim. "You're invited too," he said. Meanwhile the cashier is trying to ask the women a question. "Sorry," she said, "I have trouble hearing two things at once." "Welcome to my world," I said.

Crying in the book section

Today I was out bumming around by myself. I stopped by Sam's Club and poked around there for a bit. I was looking at the kids books and picked up "Someday" by Alison Mcghee and Peter H Reynolds. It's very simple, but beautiful. It's about a mom looking at her daughter as she grows old. I was crying by the time I read the last page. I have to go back and get it for Cordelia. I just don't know how I will be able to ever read it to her without crying every time.