OMG

I can't believe I skipped posting in February! Why? I think I had my head up my @#$@#$ to avoid complete and total visible melt-down. February rushed by me like a squirrel on crack - whatever that's like - I can only imagine. The kids were shuffled, fed and in-bed - while I spent many sleepless night agonizing over work, relationships, health, skin, etc.

I have come to the conclusion that we know life only in the present - because the future does not exist yet. So, I have a MARCH RESOLUTION. I will not waste a day in March. I will enjoy my little moments and have the second cup of coffee, drink the extra cups of water, enjoy the red wine, eat too much cheese and say the F-word out loud (a lot.) (Not in front of the kids :)

OK - so I do these things anyway - but in MARCH, I will not feel guilty about a single F@#$ing moment of it.

BTW - Francisco (the tormenting 9-yr old) had a lovely (ha) school project due in February. After an emotional tsunami (his, then mine) we produced a knight costume and a journal written in 1st person as if he were a knight. We spent hours searching maps, jousting tournaments and costumes on the internet. We learned about Uzbeks Turks (which he now says at least once daily.) I learned that Francisco particularly enjoyed the maps and we found a wonderful website with interactive tools that showed invasions and shifting boundaries. Umberto (the dramatic 5 year old) proved to be a natural ice-skater this month and learned to skate like a little pro in only a few hours on a back-yard ice rink. I, of course, couldn't watch. I had visions of concussions, blood and broken bones. A hockey Mom - I will never be. Oh! Canada. Arrgh.