One less nut in the world

"Crazy" Patsy passed away today.

Pasty has been friends with my parents since before I was born. In fact, I believe she knew my Dad before my Mom did. She was one of the craziest, sweetest, nuttiest, funniest, loopiest, kindest, goofiest people I've ever known. I adored her. I hadn't gotten to see her often in the last 15 years, but did have the very good fortune to see her three times in the last two. I will treasure those times, and all those times before it.

The world lost a little of its craziness today.
And, if you ask me, the world is the poorer for it.

Had two proud mommy moments this week…

1) The boys had an orchestra concert Tuesday night. I know it’s not their first, but I just enjoy seeing them play more and more all the time. It’s amazing how far they’ve come. Especially Levi who’s only been playing for a year and a half. Lane also had a solo! For someone who can only play the radio, it's just amazing to me to sit and watch them creating this beautiful music.

2) Lane has been working for a vet since last summer. He does the kennel job ... cleaning kennels, feeding animals, giving meds, cleaning up the clinic, etc. He's not too crazy about it, but he wanted an income and this was one of the very few places that hire kids at 14. They recently asked him to also help out the desk clerk temporarily. He likes this MUCH better! After about a week of this, they called and wanted him to start working up front all the time! He’s really excited because he likes that job SO much more than the kennel. I talked to the boss a couple of nights ago and she was so complimentary about Lane. I know she offered him this job because he’s done such a good job so far. Makes a mommy proud.

Freaky Fifteen

Today is Lane's birthday. He's not quite Sweet Sixteen yet. I decided he's Freaky Fifteen. As in ... fifteen-freaking-years-old. As in ... Freakazoid which is what I sometimes (fondly) call him. As in ... Mom's freaking out a bit as he'll be getting his restricted driver's license today. As in ... he's an electronics freak. As in ... you can still freak him out by mentioning, especially right before he goes to bed, a particular scary book he read when he was in 3rd grade. All in all, he's a pretty freaky kid. But he's my freaky kid. And I guess I'll be keeping him. After all, one of his life's goals is to become a billionaire. Wouldn't want to give up on him before that happens!

One Word
[Brought to you by the weekly SS blog challenge.]

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Here's your challenge:
Have you ever tried to describe yourself in one word? One word that sort of sums up who you are, what makes you tick, what sets you apart. It's not as easy as you think. Go ahead. Describe yourself with one word. Celebrate yourself. I dare you!

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Hmmmm. Methinks this one may be too hard. No one word immediately came to mind when I read this challenge. I don't think there's really one feature about me that stands out above others. Creative? Sometimes. Funny? Sometimes. Grumpy? Often, but not always. Helpful? Sometimes. Beautiful? Sometimes. (Oh, not outside, but I've had brief internal beauty moments.) Witty? Lazy? Inspired? Moody? Goofy?

All of these words describe me at times. Admittedly, some more than others. And, no ... I'm not going to admit which ones fit most often. But, again, no one stands out above the others. My moods go to extremes as do my hobbies and interests and levels of giving of myself.

Maybe the word that best describes me is 'inconsistent'? Or, as I prefer to call it, interestingly changeable.

No, I think the one that best fits is just ..... me.