This girl is after my coffee stained heart!Today's Regular Monday with Irene began with a coffee date at my neighbor (yes, three miles as the crow flies counts as a neighbor in these parts!) Suzanne's House. I love driving to Suzanne's because there is a large swath of open undeveloped country between Hutler Road and her house that reminds me of what I moved to Alaska for. What makes today so spectacular is that I got the chance to meet her fabulous sister-in-law Marie. 
Those of you who are regular readers looking for irregularities will notice that it is not fall in this photo. You are correct, but I did not think it polite to capture 
the pre-shower coffee drinking that was going on. I think that even pre-showered she is fabulous! She's not sure about that, and so I respect her camera free request. I mean really, who wants to see a picture that looks like this?
Those of you who are regular readers looking for irregularities will notice that it is not fall in this photo. You are correct, but I did not think it polite to capture 
the pre-shower coffee drinking that was going on. I think that even pre-showered she is fabulous! She's not sure about that, and so I respect her camera free request. I mean really, who wants to see a picture that looks like this? Topics Covered:
Medication Good
Marie Great! and lives very close to my own mother, the terrific Mema!
Her first Netflix Delivery. She picked something incredibly depressing, you know, it might as well have been called "rape, murder, child stealing... oh my!" She cried the entire way through it. I said, "My God! You and Irene...Two people who chronically pick the most depressing movies when you really need to be watching something funny. The last one she picked was about these Vietnamese water buffalo herders raping villagers and then taking the offspring of that encounter to live with the heard. Hello, it's called comedy. I can't believe either one of you!"
How wonderful the house looks
That Pit (her dog) is not snotty, just drooly
How people who share a birth date have very similar dispositions
How some people pretty much suck, and it is ok to take care of yourself when dealing with them.
How DeeJay threw a total pissing fit because I insisted that he and Willie have their pictures taken at school for picture day. (Yes, Willie was completely thrilled about it) "You would have thought I was asking him to amputate a finger." They laughed as I relieved explaining to him how excruciatingly bad his life would become if he did not take those 5 minutes out of his day to memorialize his youth for me.
How much fun it will be four wheelering with her up the bay.
Things we can't blog about
It was about this time that Suzanne and Marie realized they needed to drive to town and the phone rang. Mindy was home from school today with a sick kid. "Would I come over for a cup?" How could I turn that down?
When I arrived this is what I found. Mindy said, "Do you think he has pink eye? He's not goopy or anything." I said, "You are asking the wrong gal. One time, when we were living next to Priscilla in town, Marina was playing around in the street and Irene drove up and from 20 feet diagnosed her with pink eye. 'Alana, how could you miss that!' she said picking up her cell phone to call in a prescription. 'I thought it was just from the shampoo?' So, yea, you'd better call." 
She was able to make an 11.30 appointment. How fortunate, just in time to paint my nails (hands and toes) and have a bite of this massive mound of misshaped cookies. Rice flour, what can you do?
Topics Covered:
Rice Flour. What can you do? Well, you can continue mashing them all together into a square pan cool them into a sheet cookie and cut them into squares.
How we are so so so ADHD that finishing one subject from beginning to end was extremely difficult. But it is nice because we understand each other.
The two pounds I lost at the WW this week.
GIPPA - The Girlfriend Information Personal Privacy Act and how I may not have been stern enough with a few girlfriends about the law and the repercussions that can occur when you break GIPPA.
Things we can't blog about. And there was a lot!
Suddenly it was 11.15 and I was off to Irene's!
Could I take a more endearing photo of Irene's little princess. I know, a future coffee lover! My spell is working!Topics Covered:
Irene's terrific blog post about the Russian Old Believers that live in our area. She read about the Seldovia trip and even had a link to the TV show about them. She could totally relate to the amazing wonder of them rocking out with Falcom. I forgot to tell her that one of the things that most blew their minds in Seldovia was that their church was in 'THE MIDDLE OF TOWN!' Here is the link to the show;
Riley home from school; sick or just sick of it?
Things we can't blog about
Matt and her watching some Netflix movie called something like, "A rape and child abduction in Bejing." I had a serious Deja Vu. "What is it with you and Suzanne? Don't you read the descriptions of the films? Don't you realize winter is coming?" They kill me!
How I was having a perfect moment yesterday, sitting in the sun, in my front window, laptop in my lap, breeze blowing through the open window. I was in Heaven. It didn't even bother me that I wasn't cleaning anything all day. To kill time I did a search called, "fun in Kuala Lampur" and just looked at images when I found a blog from a young woman who reminded me so much of another woman I know (quite frantically well, I must add). From the high octane romance that she fears she'll never recover from, to the friend getting the arranged marriage, to just thinking way to much, to loving good food... Irene's eyes bulged at the description, she was also seeing the similarities. How, for the first time I felt the compulsion to write to a stranger, who in no way seemed strange. The modern world is an interesting place.
How I was having a perfect moment yesterday, sitting in the sun, in my front window, laptop in my lap, breeze blowing through the open window. I was in Heaven. It didn't even bother me that I wasn't cleaning anything all day. To kill time I did a search called, "fun in Kuala Lampur" and just looked at images when I found a blog from a young woman who reminded me so much of another woman I know (quite frantically well, I must add). From the high octane romance that she fears she'll never recover from, to the friend getting the arranged marriage, to just thinking way to much, to loving good food... Irene's eyes bulged at the description, she was also seeing the similarities. How, for the first time I felt the compulsion to write to a stranger, who in no way seemed strange. The modern world is an interesting place.
Children in bed with her; darling life stage or irritating menace? This week they were safety engineers of sorts.
More things we can't blog about
There was so much chatting and fun... and then it was time to come home and be a fully engaged mother again.
PS Both boys took their school photos today. Willie enjoyed it. DeeJay did too. I really had to bite my tongue about the fact that he choose to leave on his 'uniform' red hooded sweatshirt for the picture. I wonder if he also kept the sunglasses on his head? I don't care, he is now memorialized for me. I was so pleased and calm that I taught him how to drive a clutch tonight.
Yes, it was a good day.
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