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Topsy Turvy Friday

Just after I posted yesterday’s blog, Mr. George, Catholic Son’s baritone teacher, called and asked to reschedule the missed lesson. Let me rephrase, Mr. G apparently forgot that he’d already called and rescheduled, then failed to realize that he’d subsequently stood us up when we showed up for the newly scheduled lesson, thus calling again to reschedule the original lesson. Good grief. Ok, so basically we re-rescheduled and actually had a decent lesson this morning after all was said and done.

Note to self: We’re blessed to have Mr. G as a teacher, so I’ll say no more on that front. *cough*

Next, after a quick grocery store pit-stop where we picked up milk, potato chips, tortillas, Sunny Delight, and chewing gum, the CK’s and I ventured home for a homemade lunch of pepperoni & cheese quesadillas (CG), Banquet frozen Mac ‘n Cheese (CS), and leftover chicken and mashed potatoes (me). With rain showers going on outside, another day at the pool was out of the question (sorry about that, CS – not exactly my fault) but other home-based activities were in, such as laundry, dishwashing, vacuuming, and dusting furniture. Yay to that! Oh and with a little reading and Lego building for good measure, of course. It is summer break.

Hubs made it home from work an hour early, then it was Grilled Asian Turkey Burger time, another Incognito specialty. As it turned out, we’d all worked up a pretty good appetite after all that elbow grease we’d put in over the day, so we put away scarfed down that meal rather nicely. Catholic Girlie had her heart set on biking over to the park after dinner, and guess what? Hubs gave me a break and biked the CK’s over to a favorite neighborhood spot while I stayed back to finish up on client web projects.

Only, uh-oh. A phone call from Hubs @1 hr later had me driving over to where CS fell off his bike. Let’s just say I could see the bleeding scuff on his knee from the car as I approached but managed to maintain my composure, even though the Mom inside me wanted to jump out and cradle that guy, sticking a Band-Aid on the dratted scuff while doing so. Nope. Total coolness. My response, “Dude – did ya fall off right there at the curb?” He nods, sniffs. Then I hand him a Band-aid as we drive home quietly. That’s when I realized… gone are the days of kissing boo-boo’s.

Times like these call for Limeade.
Limeade

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Clean Freak Thursday

After waking up at 4 am to find our house still standing after the long night of watching-out-for-tornadoes, I thought maybe I’d passed out during it all. Funny Hubs thought the same and asked me if we missed anything while we were sleeping, but no. Apparently we made it through the night completely unscathed of tornadic activity and received only a little rain out of the deal. So guess what? No droopy eyelids after all!

Thanks, God. We appreciate Your thoughtfulness there. Oh, and that extra large glass of chardonnay was especially helpful.

So back on with the Thursday Cleaning Plan for Incognito & the Catholic Kids, and man oh man are they ever getting GOOD at it. We strapped on our cleaning gloves and got right to it at 9:30 am, zipping through the house in record time, with 4 clean bathrooms in our wake. Merry Maids ain’t got nuthin’ on us – and that’s no joke! Ahhh, the fresh smell of Lysol and Yankee Candles… total heaven on earth at the Catholic Homestead. Sweetness personified.

A quick lunch, and then we were off to reward ourselves with a visit to the pool, the same one that was filled almost to capacity with people who had the very same idea. But no worries. We actually scored the last 3 poolside chairs — and despite the fact that it was 90+ degrees outside, I managed to sprawl out and catch some serious rays in my new bikini. Got me some new tan lines out of that visit, but definitely well worth the trip.

2 hours later we stopped by Sonic for ½ price ‘Happy Hour’ drinks, showered up at home, then it was time for CG’s cello lesson at the Conservatory for Music. I did the usual and brought a book to read while listening in on the lesson, my eyelids not as heavy as usual thanks to that extra espresso shot before leaving home. CG got a ‘thumbs up’ from her coach and we set off back home where Hubs had dinner waiting for us: Flat bread melt Lean Cuisine (me) and toasted Peanut Butter Hoagie (CG).

Yes, we’ve got a pattern going on here… and it’s all good. 🙂

Spirit Willing, Flesh Tired as Heck

Today rocked. Said without an exclamation point only because I’m physically exhausted, otherwise you might have seen a few at the end of that sentence. So let’s see… what made the day ‘rock’? Well first of all, it started off with me being all worried the Catholic Kids would forget about our whole weekly cleaning plan we launched last week, thus bugging out on Bathroom Cleaning Thursday. And it sure looked that way as I attempted to yank those people away from certain video games, but then I got serious and shot that Wicked Mom Look in their direction.

BINGO. Instant bathroom cleaners. *cough*

Languishing in the shower was next on my list, because bathroom cleaning doesn’t exactly make a person any cleaner, then the three of us ate a quick lunch of Tony’s Cheesy Meatball Pouch (CS), a toasted peanut butter hoagie (CG) and Sesame Chicken Lean Cuisine (me) before heading off to another afternoon of basketball camp. This time instead of shopping, CG and I took ourselves home after dropping CS off, that way I could take care of web work for clients while she played Scrabble. Against herself. And guess who won? That’s right! Total win-win situation there, I know.

Not too long after picking CS up from camp, CG and I jetted downtown for her weekly cello lesson at the Conservatory of Music. It was there that my eyelids got all heavy while reading The Help by Kathryn Stockett, but I did manage to finish a couple of chapters, complete with background music. Cellos, violins and pianos playing simultaneously from different rooms in the building. Ok, so the experience wasn’t exactly soothing, but you just go with it when you’re sitting outside listening to multiple lessons going on at the same time as you try to focus on reading a book.

They need a sofa for parent naps.