Honestly I've not yet recovered from Valentine's Day
(The Valentine's aftermath . . .)
I've yet to force the kids to throw away the Valentines from their school friends so, while my table is no longer completely covered with Valentines, they (all 80 something of them between the 4 kids!) are crammed into various nooks and crannies of my house and the clutter is about to give me hives!
Yet, tomorrow we are celebrate our oldest turning eleven!
Time, I need you to slow down just a bit so I can catch my breath!
Speaking of time marching on, when I map a location on my iPhone GPS device, as I did tonight, and then hit "route", while I sit there waiting for the directions to load and the voice to tell me how to go, I typically hold up my GPS device and say to it, "Talk to me, Goose!"
Only just tonight I had the eerie realization that none of the other 4 people in the car with me (my children ages 10 -until tomorrow, 8, 6 and 5 years old) get this joke AT ALL!
Not a one of them has seen the movie Top Gun which was such a quintessential part of childhood growing up in the 1980s. And even though I can still clearly picture and hear Maverick in his fighter jet saying to Goose, his wingman, "Talk to me, Goose!" My children have no clue! They must just assume I occasionally call my cell phone, Goose!
Oh, well, just another story they can banter amongst themselves one day about just how crazy Mom was while they were growing up!
Although I have tons more I could share, this week has nearly done me in, and obviously I HAD to watch the ice skating tonight on TV even after getting home from my adoptive moms support group at 10:15pm, because you know, well, PRIORITIES, so I'm going to bed!!