I’m feeling a little random today. Kelsey is at preschool. I have an enormous list of things I could be doing. But, I can’t concentrate on any one thing. Maybe I’m just getting older and my brain doesn’t function as well. Maybe I’m tired. Maybe I have too many things going on in my head. Who knows? But, in the spirit of today, here’s some completely random observations on life from the mind of Aubrey Gee. Be afraid . . . be very afraid.
I really want it to be fall. I keep seeing pictures of soup and pumpkin-y things and just can’t wait. Oh, and I’d like to personally thank my friend who posted the recipe for Pumpkin Cookies with Carmel Frosting on Facebook. You know who you are. I’ve been craving those all week. I may finally break down and make them today. If I eat pumpkin, it will negate the fact that it’s going to be 107 degrees today, right? PLEASE, Fall, can you get here???
I really should have worked out today. But, I had to get up and shower early, and it seems such a shame to waste a perfectly good shower by going to the gym. Of course, if I actually make those cookies, I may have to . . .
I went to the zoo last week with Kelsey. And, I realized something. I am not the young mom anymore. I looked around the zoo, and all I saw were twenty-something young moms (half of whom were pregnant) with crazy toddlers running around. And, then I looked down at my sometimes-behaving 4-year old who actually follows some directions. And, I won’t even have a kid after next year to take to the zoo on a ‘normal’ day. The funny thing? I was sad that my days at the zoo were coming to an end, but I was NOT sad that my days of crazy toddlers running around are ending. I’ll take my 4-year old who doesn’t run off when she sees a squirrel – or a leaf, or a rock, or the sky – thank you very much.
We replaced our zoo pass with season passes to Six Flags Over Texas. That has been eye opening. As I was trucking up the long, long hill of the Titan on Saturday, I came to a realization. I. Am. Old. I realized this as I was hyperventilating because I was six miles up and about to drop straight down in 2.3 seconds. Can someone remind me why that is fun? I realized it as I was having a panic attack that my two very small kids were going to fly out of the rollercoaster because the stinkin’ lap bar didn’t come all the way down to their skinny little laps. I realized it when I felt nauseous after riding a roller coaster TWICE. I even remarked to the teenager sitting next to me that I used to be fun. She just stared at me, disbelief written all over her face. Oh well. At least there’s the train and the carousel. That’s a little more my speed now, apparently.
Even though I am grateful to be almost out of the little kid stage, I love me some babies! Thanks Rand for having another one so that I can just hold yours!
Well, that’s enough of that. I suppose I should go do something productive. Hopefully I can focus long enough to get something done! 🙂