cinco de mayo 2016.
my favorite meal of the year. i don’t care if it comes from taco bell, moctezumas or my kitchen.
when brooke was in my tummy all i ate were green apples, 7up, finger jello and…. tacos.
hard corn shells with refried beans, sour cream, non fat thousand island dressing by kraft, shredded cheddar and shredded lettuce. in that order. no substitutions. that was the year greg informed me later that he stopped at drive thru on the way home for work for months on end. haha. and yes, i still eat them that way. ask my family.
i guess you could call me taco belle.
if i can’t have my tacos that way, then i have to go to moctezumas (our local Mexican food joint) and get the steak street tacos with cilantro and onions on flour tortillas… and a side of sour cream and a raspberry margarita. OR… the crunch wrap is back at taco bell. the best thing ever!!! trust me. mason and i eat them after baseball in the summer. they are only $1. and filled with corn chips. in no way way are any of these options healthy… ok, maybe the lettuce. hah. i am aware of that. they are just darn good. truth.
yep, this about says it all.
did i mention i love tacos???
enough of the cinco de mayo stuff.
here’s what’s up with me…
about two months ago i said i’d be back in a few days.
apparently i needed a BIG break.
why? you ask…
WE SOLD OUR HOME
14 years of raising our children here. lots of crazy halloween parties (doors were open all night to friends, family and anyone that wanted to celebrate mason’s birthday… while he was out trick-or-treating). spring princess and cheerleader parties in the large back yard. neighbors running through sprinklers. oh those summer nights on the patio under the umbrella and stars (late late night bbq’s, cocktails poured oh so generously, stories shared). daytime whiffle ball and late night basketball games in the couldesac. fireworks in the road. power outages where we all slept in one bed with a computer and a cat (hoping the computer had enough battery for a movie or two and hoping the cat would not sit directly on the computer). painting with the doors open (before cat) and various neighbors knocking on the door to come in and chat. wine with my neighbor girls at a moments notice. i remember the first day we moved in, sweet delores down the road brought us warm homemade banana bread and introduced herself and said she would teach me how to knit. the first winter we were here i was invited to a snowstorm hot tub party to get to know the neighbor moms (crowded and fun… walked there in my swim suit, towel and snow boots). snow days sledding on the golf course at the next neighborhood over (coors light and bbq ribs and chicken noodle soup for the kids). immediate neighbors looking over our fence during the day and inviting us over that night (bring what’s in your fridge). sporting events at their home on their new tv her husband had to have. changing our living room into a bar and game room (yep, right as you enter the door). chalkboard walls in my office and brooke’s room. sports posters hung many years ago in mason’s room are still there. my “mom of the year” trophy next to my computer…. and HULA GIRL… our palm tree in front of the house. greg and the kids planted it when i was in CA for my 40th bday. i came home to our big front tree ripped out and a little 3′ palm tree in its place. it is now about 15′ tall (maybe taller). and it has to stay with the house. we all decided our last photo here would be with our tree. we will miss her so.
i could go on.
but it was time to sell. the market was high. and we had some good equity. we are ready to spend more time visiting brooke and going to the desert and traveling more (NYC and las vegas are first on our list… hilarious but true). the house is ready for a new family. they are so cute. young. like when we moved in. a kid and a baby on the way. us. years ago. i know they will love it here. they have bought into neighbors and a neighborhood that are worth far more than the house. they are lucky. we are moving on to condo living. new. easy. no lawn to mow. pool out front. simple. just what we need for our new chapter. brooke is in college in santa monica, CA now. not coming home for summer. she is officially moved to sunshine and loves it. and we are hoping to move south in 3 years. mason is a freshman in high school. playing baseball all year long. getting his license in october. he has so many friends and is so busy. and greg. he got a new job a year ago. and his 2 hour each way commute is far too much for every day. luckily his favorite brother has a home 2 miles from his dealership. it works. we have date nights on sundays now. Saturdays and Mondays are open to friends. it’s what we do now. to be honest, we have more fun now that ever. we used to take each other for granted. like every other 23 year marriage. changing things up a bit made life a little bit funner (I know that is not a word, but I like it. it should be a word).
greg even grabbed me out of bed last weekend and said “there’s a white convertible bug for sale… let’s go get it for you”… i didn’t realize he’d let me sleep in and he was on the phone negotiating it for me. he bartered. they agreed. he told me to clean out my SUV. and away we drove. one hour late i had a new car.
a cute little white convertible bug. only 4 seats. no more carpooling mom. no more hauling stuff. just this sweet thing. love.
and last but not least…
meet my friend angie.
she just opened up her new offices. she’s a couples/family/child therapist. i’m sure her title is a lot more specific and i’m not giving her the recognition she deserves. she’s kind. she’s a go getter. she has one heck of a story. she herself is in a new chapter of happy.
and i have taken up her offer to move my artwork into a new place. a great little studio. i promise to fill you in later. it will be happening in the next few weeks. and i can’t thank her enough for her “push” and her generosity. it has gotten me back on track and ready to roll out some fun art i’ve been talking about for years. and I CAN’T WAIT!
that’s why i took a break.
wanted to hang out with my kids. and go on a few dates with my husband. time is short. i needed to celebrate my blessings one by one.
and now it’s about time for more fun to come.