Monday, June 29, 2009
My Life as a Rock Star
::Written By Melinda Coats
I live the life of a rock star. It's true! I have wild hair and make-up with frequent costume changes.
Everywhere I go I have an entourage. People are constantly yelling my name. I look out into the crowd and they're actually crying for me, reaching for me.
I have no privacy. I'm watched when I shower, when I'm cooking, even when I use the restroom . . . for my own protection, I'm sure.
When I go places I must do so quickly before my fans get out of control and start a riot. Every night a different guy wants to sleep with me. Each of them seems genuinely hurt when I turn him away.
Occasionally I get dirty undergarments whirled at me with a whoop and a smile. It's even hard sometimes to walk through my own home without someone spotting me and trying to grab my legs or my clothing.
Oh, and don't forget about the stalkers! You know those crazed fans that follow you everywhere? Why, I can't even talk on the phone in the pantry without an eye or two peeping in at me.
Yes it's true --- I live the life of a rock star. And this goes out to my three biggest fans --Henry*, Jonah* and Bridget* --- thanks for making my debut so special!
*Names were changed to reflect MY rockstar status. :)
Saturday, June 27, 2009
With three kids I have lots of 'help' with me, but as you can see here:
Jonah is getting better at picking more than he eats. He picked these ones all by himself, which is by far the most he has ever gotten IN the bucket. :) He accidentally dumped his bucket a time or two and re-filled it right off the ground, so Jonah's berries were kept separate so they could be washed and sorted a little better. Jonah likes to pick the reddish colored ones too, since he thinks they are the prettiest. The problem is they're still sour. Bridget eats pretty much non-stop while we're at the farm. She doesn't discriminate either....white, pink, blue.....picked right off the bush or grabbed off the ground. They all go straight into her mouth. She doesn't mind the sour ones a bit.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Henry was finishing up his time at Grandkids Camp (more to come on that later!), so Jonah and Bridget got a little one-on-one time with them first, which was nice. They arrived on Friday afternoon and Sam took Jim golfing right away. My mom and I visited a while and then loaded the two kids up to drive out to the lake and visit with Henry at GKC. He played it cool and tried not to act too excited to see us, but he was pretty thrilled. :) It was adorable--he was trying hard not to smile(There were lots of older cousins to impress, you know!), but he just couldn't hold it in.
The boys rocked their glasses . . . .
. . . . and so did the girls! :)
It was such a blessing to have them here to spend some quality time with Sam and I and the kids, and we can't wait to see them again!
Thanks, guys. We appreciate you making the trip out here! :)
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
No such luck. I had actually scraped the tire right along the curb, which put a nice long scratch/hole in the side of the tire.
The boys enjoyed the show:
If it wasn't already embarrassing enough, I had just picked up some leftover garage sale items to drop off at Goodwill. They were in the way when we were looking for the spare, so they got put out on the curb....and then spread around by my
really helpful daughter. There will not be a picture of that. ;)
The kids were actually quite patient throughout that whole ordeal, but they were quite hungry by the time it was finished! We went in and had a nice picnic, let the kids run around a bit, and then headed out to finish dealing with the tire.
What's that? You thought it was over? Um...no.
The spare was almost completely flat.
So I had to limp the car to the nearest service station and have air put in the tire.
And Sam had finally gotten back to me. He had somewhat recently bought tires for the van and wanted the replacement tire to match. He had bought them from a distributor further on into the city. A distributor which, by the way, does not install tires.
So we went and bought the new tire and then drove across town again to have it installed at the least expensive place.
The kids and I didn't get home until almost six that night.
Good thing Sam doesn't mind pizza for dinner! :)
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
It was a memorable party for our little cowboy and everyone had a great time.