I finally nailed the headstand pose The master pose in the yoga world I was excited and asked Paul to join But he answered, "no I cannot join" I asked him why he did not want to He replied, "that pose is hard to do." And then I farted, quite unexpected "That's another reason" he laughed and said
For an early Mother's day celebration, Paul, our teens, and I went to this fancy fondue restaurant yesterday. The extensive drink extensive menu made our teens eyes widened with interest.
“Each one of you can order a non-alcoholic or virgin drink,” Paul said.
The young ladies picked pinacolada.
Paul's son looked in the menu for a long time.
Finally, he asked, “I can't find exactly what I want. Can I have an orange flavor Strawberry Daiquiri?”
Oh, silly things some children teenagers say.
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We ate late Saturday night. By the time we finished our four-course meal, it was 12:48 a.m. I guess that counts as a mother's day meal.
Later today, my daughter took me out to get ice cream with her gift card. My son called to greet me as well. It is a good Mother's Day for me today.
Today, I walked/jog five miles with the dog to burn some of the extra calories from Mother's day. I also made my blue-green nutrition-packed smoothie. We are ending the day with a movie she borrowed from the library on some apes invading peoples' village. It is not exactly a Mother's Day movie but it is nice to spend time with her this way without her playing on her
phone. Soon, I will have to take her to her temporary home in the girl's youth center.
Paul is as sweet as he loves food.
He can be a very protective father though.
Last night was Paul's daughter's prom night. She had eight female friends in the house getting ready for the prom. I decided to help Paul get the girls ready as he seemed nervous what to do. The least I could do was bring finger foods so they could snack while getting ready.
"It's a good thing you're here," he said.
We helped one girl with her corset dress. I know he would have been uncomfortable doing this on his own and the task requires four strong hands anyway.
One of the girls' boyfriend was coming over for pick up. Paul joked about not having a gun.
"It would have been perfect to greet the boy with a shotgun," he said.
I suggested he can sit on the patio as the boy arrived while sharpening his big chef knife. It won't be classic but just as good.
Anyway, the boy arrived, all looking handsome with his tux. Paul set him aside and sent all the girls back upstairs. He proceeded to ask a few questions. The boy's answers did not match the questions and the poor boy was turning red.
Didn't this boy hear about the classic tale?
Paul broke into smile and said, “you're OK.” Obviously, this boy does not know Paul. Paul is only dangerous with food.
Some of the girls slept over after the prom. They were all just laughing about it.
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We
are approaching the second hour of driving instruction of my
daughter. She just turned 16 with a new driver's permit. She passed
my parking lot driving and parking test, so on to the road we
started.
The
on-the-road driving is not going as smoothly as when we were in an
empty parking lot. Today, she almost entered a one-way street going
the wrong direction, and then she almost entered the left lane while
looking at the right ride supposedly to make a right-lane change.
I
did not yell. I was trying so hard to be a good mom-driving-instructor but I could not help it as I let out a hopeless cry.
“Hu
hu hu . . . ! “
We
missed being killed on what-could-have been collisions. Okay, I am
exaggerating but my heart was racing. My shoulder muscles were
tensing. And I felt that I was not allowed to blink, for if I do, I
am sure something will happen and it will not be good.
“Why
is everybody speeding?” She was driving on the speed limit of 55 on
highway 6.
“Oh,
that's the bike lane they were saying in the manual.”
Funny
those or not new things and she was just realizing.
But
I realized, myself, that instructing my teen how to drive is very
stressful. I need to do more meditation, but not while she is driving
of course (when I am not supposed to not blink, wink, or breathe).
It
is only January, our first month of instruction. I hope I make it to
the end of the year holding my breath.
Carin Diaz. Critical Care Nurse. Breast Cancer Survivor. Mother to dogs and teens. Expat to US Colorado. Blog visitor comment:"I really love the...quote...made my day.Great list...!"--FangB
