Positive Thoughts

I feel like one of those army wives whose husband is in Iraq - except mine is in Colorado, comes home to visit, and I'm not worried about imminent death due to lack of proper equipment.

Other than that, though...

I'm trying not to focus on the solitude and impending doom felt when contemplating an unknown future. (Will we move? Will we stay?) I took advantage of "me" time this weekend by renting a chick flick. Halfway through the film, I remembered I don't like chick flicks. One glass of wine later and I'm making all kinds of rude comments - to myself.

Neighbor and friend came over the next day while my kids were in Hebrew School and said, "I would've checked in this weekend, but wanted to give you some space."

Everyone must've thought the same thing - except two charming six year-olds who are out like lights at 7pm. Thank God for the Internet! Ahh... the life of a "single", soon-to-be-middle-aged mom. If I start watching Lifetime on a regular basis, commit me.

The boys are doing okay, despite the fact they're used to weekends of sporting events and mindless movies with daddy. These days, Mommy gives them Maurice Sendak exhibits and Gasparilla Arts Festival. Afterward we watched The Prince of Egypt and discussed the plight of our ancestors. Good times.

Highlight: After watching Pharoah's men drown, Red Sea-style, my youngest yells, "Get 'em, God!" while my oldest cheers and throws popcorn at the television. Melts a mother's heart.

Without Husband to nag, Wife can focus on herself. A shrinking waistline and spotless house has to count for something. Still. I miss directing my rude and tipsy comments, made during movies and the rest of life, at the person legally required to smile and respond.

Wonder how he's enjoying his break?