Monday, August 17, 2009

A Day of Revelation

With summer quickly coming to an end I asked #1 & 2 what they wanted to do before going back to school. #1 wanted to ice skate. I said " sure." I took them a few weeks back and sat on the sidelines. Most of the time I join right in but I thought better of it. I guess I lost my mind somewhere between then and today, because I decided to join right in. After all I was the queen of the roller rink back in the day. I was whistled off the floor more times than I could count for SPEED SKATING, and besides ice skating can't be that much different. ( YEAH, SURE)

So there we are, I have #1 get MY skates, same size he gets, what's wrong with that? Anyhow, I timidly step out onto the ice. Grab the wall like the rest of the losers. HA! I got my legs under me and wow I was doing really good. It was actually easier than rollerblading. After ensuring I was able to stop I turned it on. I was racing across the ice and remembering many a Saturday at 8 wheels. Those were some awesome times. I liked the cool air off the ice because I was starting to work up a sweat, oh yeah I was getting it........

After doing some spins and races with #1 I noticed #2 was looking left out, since she was still clinging to the wall. I skated over and spun around and looked at her. Just as I was about to speak I was looking at the ceiling. What the hell? Did I black out? I was flat on the floor with a louder than should be BOOM! #1 ,(across the rink), yells " I bet that hurt!" I laugh, of course, and get up and shake off the ice. Yeah I'm good. At that point I really couldn't figure out what happened. I fell so quickly I didn't even have a chance to catch myself. Thank God for small miacles.

I did a few show off laps just in case anyone ( as if) was watching me. Just to prove I was fine. It can happen to anyone. I then got off the ice and went and got a drink. Once I sat down I realized I would NOT be skating anymore. My bum was already sore.

I have realized that although I'm not ready for the nursing home, I need to stay off the playground.

" Excuse me ma'am, please remove yourself from the "skate" floor.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Why the title?

I feel that " I'll think about it" is pretty much my answer to everything! Mainly I say it every night at bedtime when #1 asks " Will you sleep with me?" I say " I'll think about it." Then # 2 says " Will you think about sleeping with me?" and hopefully you get the point by now......
By the way we refer to the children as #1 #2 and #3.
Back to the bedtime routine. #1 is ten so he has recently discovered that Mom really isn't thinking about it at all ;-( He said the other night " You always say that but you don't ever sleep with me." And let me tell ya he is passed me telling him " I did but you were asleep and don't remember." At least it works on #2 for now. #3 is only three so we still have a long time for this charade.
Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the fact that my children want to be with me that much,
but even I need some time to myself, even if it is spent sleeping.