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Melancholy Halloween

While I’m happy to have kept Mom company over the week, today brings the inevitable that I hoped to avoid but couldn’t due to human nature: Melancholiness. While witnessing forlorn looking children wearing Halloween costumes passing Mom & I as we walked through the airport while picking up Dad tonight, I couldn’t help but think about the Catholic Kiddos and Hubs as they celebrated the first Halloween alone without me – while leaving a bowl of candy on the porch for Trick-or-Treaters, because no actual person was inside to hand out candy.


I’m heading home tomorrow. Mom is content that she didn’t have to spend the week alone and that Dad is now back to protect her from coyotes and other desert predators. So I guess my week was well spent, despite my wistful feelings. Looking back, I can’t imagine Mom being left by herself during the 3rd week of recovery from surgery. And even though I try not to blame my older sister for not stepping up AGAIN when help is needed, it’s so hard not to feel a little resentful. Perhaps that’s why I felt just a little more compelled to splurge while visiting Mom over the week. Sometimes rewards come in the simplest of ways.

Happy trails – to me tomorrow, that is. I can’t wait to see my happy smiling family once again. They’ve been missed more than they know.

Salon Seekers

Yesterday it was pants, today the hair salon. Not having had a haircut in way too long, Mom set up a hair appointment with a random stylist named Thomas at the JCPenney Hair Salon. In fact, she scheduled the appointment bright and early in the morning so that it wouldn’t interfere with all the exciting activities we had planned for the rest of the day, like painting our toenails pink and seeing High School Musical 3 at the theater. Ok, not really. We actually planned to pick up another lucky lottery ticket, and then make jewelry out of those precious gemstones purchased earlier this week.

Big plans for day #5 – bring it on!

So off we go, to find Thomas in hopes that he would bestow magical powers on my mother’s lovely mane, during which time I’d finish my search for just a few more shopping items – for the Catholic Peeps back home, of course. But I couldn’t resist a certain silky red shirt that would compliment the necklace purchased yesterday so nicely, now could I? Not a chance. And really, it was just a drop in the bucket compared to the 2 mega-finds that I stumbled upon for Catholic Son at the mall. I’m not giving anything away here, but one word popped out of my mouth after capturing those magical items: SCORE!!!

Finally, this blog post wouldn’t be the same without an after-shot of Mom in her fresh & hip new ‘do:
C'est Chic

… and Hubs, if you’re reading this, I really am done shopping now.
*said with fingers crossed*

Pants Expedition

What did the Girlies do today in the Land of Enchantment?  First and foremost, we worked from our computers while watching &/or listening to The Today Show, or should I say – to annoying POLITICAL CAMPAIGN ADS on television.  Maddening!  Finally we just turned the television off and called it good, because all that personal bashing was getting in the way of our work progress, leaving us to agree that the next 6 days will be nightmarish with of all the negativity that is being broadcast over the waves.  You just can’t spend a single quiet day at home with election day so close. Unless the TV is off, of course. But what kind of fun is that? *pfft*

Anyway, so I finally blocked it all out by strapping on my iPod nano and getting in a good treadmill workout while Mom finished up her work.  Then we decided to spend our afternoon out on the town by dropping off a donation at Goodwill and then heading back to the mall.  I know, I know.  Shopping again.  But this time it was out of necessity, because Mom needs new pants after dropping a couple of sizes after surgery.  Like I’m going to be responsible for sending her back to the office with big baggy ‘ole pants?  Not on my watch.  Yet we came up empty handed after searching out her favorite Sag Harbor dress pants in JcPenney, Sears, Mervyns and some other random petites store.  Unfortunately, low-risers have taken over the planet and now Mom’s out of luck.

Sorry, Mom. Looks like it’s eBay time for you.

Yet all was not lost after I ran across this fabulous find that I couldn’t pass up:
Black, White & Red Sweetness

Only, now yet another shopping trip is in order – matching clothes needed.
Whoa is me.

Day #3 Rocks

Now when I say today rocks, I mean that in the literal sense.  Because on Day #3 of my visit, Mom and I trekked across town to a shop specializing in gemstone sales, the kind that are imported for jewelry artisans such as my very own mother.  While I felt a wee bit uncomfortable walking into that place and having 4 sets of Turkish eyes follow me around, it took only a couple of minutes of distraction to get all focused on the fabulous gemstones hanging from displays and sitting in baskets on tables all over the place.  What a dream!  It was just like stumbling on some sort of hidden treasure-filled tomb, as I willed myself to refrain from buying a whole basketful of gemstones.  Torturous!

Yet we managed to leave with only a few strands of stones, pendants and gems (believe it or not), and then set off to the neighboring Burger King drive-thru for a couple of thirst quenchers.  Because gemstone shopping takes that thirst right out of a person, let me tell you. Next, we headed over to Albertson’s, a local grocery store, to replenish our Lean Cuisine stash for getting us through the week.  But before leaving, we decided to do something so wild and crazy it will shock the pants right off bloggerville:

We bought ourselves 5 lottery tickets.

Oh yes we did!  And after choosing our luckiest numbers imaginable, we’re absolutely guaranteed to become millionaires after the winning combination is announced tomorrow and/or Saturday.  Stay tuned.  We’re gonna ‘rock’ the lotto, baby.

Gems & Jewels
Jewelry & Hand-Selected Gemstones

BTW: Do Mom a favor and visit her artisan business website – she has some amazing stuff going on there!

Shopaholics Anonymous

Me & Mom
Originally uploaded by itchick

There we are, me and Mom as we return from day #2 of shopping as if we were ‘Independently Wealthy Bargain Hunters’. (Using our exact words.) And that we found, BARGAINS that is. So what exactly did we find? Jewelry and clothing, mostly – because we depend on each other for opinion purposes. I mean, who else is going to tell me whether or not my butt looks big in the GAP jeans I selected? Only a mom!

Isn’t that special?

So now after we’ve finished our lasagna & flat bread Lean Cuisine entrees, Mom insists that we watch The Big Bang Theory on television. When else will I ever get to sit down and watch an actual TV show anyway? Although, a sense of guilt is creeping in as I flash back to Hubs at home as he shuttles people to and from orchestra rehearsal. Ok great… on that note, our fun just went directly out the window.

Almost. 😉

Serious Girl Time

I arrived at Mom & Dad’s place yesterday morning and immediately donned my official Mom’s Personal Chauffeur Hat. Dad gave me a quick run-down on the key features of the Toyota Camry hybrid that I would be driving, a gem that I’ll probably miss dearly and want to sneak back home with me at the end of my visit. That along with Mom, of course. Because I love that woman so dearly that I wouldn’t want to leave her without that sweet vehicle, and I know that doing so would basically ruin my chances of ever stepping foot back in Mom & Dad’s house ever again anyway. But there I go digressing.

What? These things do actually happen, you know.

So what exactly have we been doing on Visit Day #1? As you can guess by the title of this post, we’ve been having ‘Girl Time’ – but not completely. First we had to see Dad off on his business trip back at the airport, the same one where I landed yesterday, the very reason why I’d been sent to take care of Mom in the first place. Yet being on the other end as the ‘Sender’ of the ‘Sendee’ ordeal felt strange today, especially since I still felt like the ‘Sendee’ after leaving home mere hours ago. Hugs, kisses, airport gift shopping, then Mom & I set off to figure out what to do with ourselves by heading back home again to think it over during lunch. Decisions, decisions, decisions.

Not being one to step away my consulting work even while off in another state helping out family, I chose to spend time on a client’s web request before setting off on our desired destination of the day – SANTA FE! Oh. yes. we. did. Together, Mom & I agreed that retail therapy in a brand new, never-set-foot-in city (by me, anyway) had to be the best reward for all of our strife. So, yes, we girlies shopped in SANTA FE and returned home with goodies from Liz Claiborne, Nine West and other gift shops specializing in local handmade treasures, ones I will be surprising the Catholic Family with back at home later this week. (No spoilers!)

And now I leave you with my guilty pleasures of the day:
Let the Drool Begin

Mom & I are feeling so much better now. Amazing how that shopping escape works on a person.

Best Laid Plans

Halloween is just not happening for me this year, the first non-Halloween ever since the Catholic Goulies were born. Scary Pumpkins Instead, and I’m finally able to post this after being 99.75% done with packing my suitcases, this incognito catholic person will be taking care of her own wonderfully sweet little Mom (yes, all 5 feet and 1/2 inch of feisty Italianista) as she recovers from a surgical procedure. Because as it turns out, wonderfully dear ginormous Dad (yup, all 6+ feet of commanding retired Air Force Officer), will be out of town during her recovery time, leaving me next in line to step up to the plate.

Cool – another flight on Frontier Airlines with wildlife animals on the tail! I’m secretly hoping for another Foxy the Fox this time. Wish me luck on that.

But no worries about missing Halloween back at the homestead. We live in a world with such amazing technology that I won’t miss much with hubs ready and willing to send all kinds of digital photos and movies to me as I hang with Mom, hundreds of miles away from home. That’s right. I’ll be kickin’ back in the comfort of Mom & Dad’s house, smack dab in the middle of the boonies desert as I catch up on Halloween by way of the internet. Heck, Mom even tells me she stocked up on all of my favorite Lean Cuisine meals, microwave popcorn, and munchies. So how could I possibly be the least bit wistful about being away during Halloween..?

Prayers for Mom’s speedy recovery are most welcome. (You just have to love that woman.)

We Went WHERE?

To the opera. That’s right – the OPERA is where the Catholic Family and I found ourselves last night. And it was more amazing than we’d ever imagined it to be. We laughed. We cried. Ok, maybe not cry cried, but we did laugh so hard that it actually brought tears to my eyes. So now I’m left convinced of the fact that ‘Pirates of Penzance‘ is by far the best performance I’ve seen in a very long time, one that I highly recommend to anyone looking for some good, clean culture to share with the entire family.

Now if only I can convince Catholic Hubs to dress up like a Pirate King back at the homestead. He’d be so hot, I’m sure of it.

Caution: Sanity at Stake

Now why in the world would my sanity be at stake? Three words:


While I simply adore the Catholic youngsters with whom Catholic Hubs and I share the same living space, let’s face it, I was really getting comfortable with the whole consulting-in-a-quiet-house-all-day routine, free from having to pick up Legos, Webkinz, books, electronics, dirty socks, and other miscellaneous items strewn all over the place. I mean, life’s been extremely good, thanks to school restarting and all. So yes, I admit that I’ve been just plain spoiled from August 13th until today. So why mess with a good thing, right?

Well because basically, the Catholic Kids will be enjoying a 5 day weekend for what amounts to 45 total minutes of conferencing between said parents & teachers. And who exactly is spoiled now? While I do realize the large number of parents who need to schedule meeting times with teachers during Parent-Teacher Conferences week, that particular reality doesn’t make me any more thrilled about the 5 day weekend situation.

Praise God!Only, wait… behold, I see the heavens opened up while remembering something called:


Hallelujah, Hallelujah. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Junk in the Trunk

This week’s Gospel reading during mass generated quite a buzz in the Catholic Family, which means more blogging material to share with my favorite blog readers. Yay for that!

Yesterday Father C delivered The Parable of the Wedding Banquet ever so eloquently, at least as smooth as any priest who happens to be a Nigerian native, but we got the point. Father then proceeded to explain several ways in which we, as parishioners, are expected to join in the banquet feast as members of the Catholic Community. One of these ways caused us all to sit up a little straighter in our pews and became the source of our buzz as we ventured home after mass:

  • Me: You know, I liked the way Father C gave that ‘lil tongue lashing about dressing appropriately for mass. Some folks really need to clean up their act.
  • CS: He said people were dressed HALF NAKED, Mom! Who’s doing that?
  • Hubs: I think Father was referring to girls who wear tank tops and short-shorts. People aren’t really half naked during mass.
  • Me: And he mentioned t-shirts with offensive words. I’ve seen some of those, and they really are distracting. What are the parents thinking in letting teens wear that kind of thing to mass?
  • CG: Yeah, that one guy with the long hair. He wears t-shirts like that.
  • Me (quietly to Hubs): Reminds me of that school function we went to last week. This mom-chick had all kinds of cracks on display. Absolutely no. shame. whatsoever.
  • CS & CG (from backseat in unison): I saw her! She was so DISGUSTING!!!
  • Me: Ok then. So much for thinking only adults notice that stuff… great.

So, wow. Not only must we appear as rude Americans to folks visiting the USA, but we also look like disrespectful parishioners at church. It’s always the bad peeps who ruin it for everyone else, isn’t it?

I’m officially moving to Italy.