Daily Prompt: Enchantment

When I saw the daily prompt today I thought, that will be easy! What expresses the meaning of “Enchantment” more than a beautiful night picture of the illuminated Cinderella’s castle from Disney World?  And, since we have been there so many times I have a plethora of pictures to choose from on my computer.

However, as I was going through my pictures I came accross this picture.  Taken over the summer, it is basic, not enhanced and just not very beautiful.  Even so, this is the one that expresses the meaning of “Enchantment” to me.  Why?

Because as soon as you walk through the gates of the Magic Kingdom and start making your way down Main Street USA in the early morning hours with hundreds of other families….a midst all the excitement and smiles…you are transported to a magical land.  One where the cares and struggles of the “real” world are tossed away and your only reason for being there is FUN.  My two kids…now in their early teen years, hormone ridden where every day is an emotional crap shoot…suddenly changed back to their childlike, carefree and happy selves.  My daughter skipped her way towards the castle.  I caught my son singing “Zip-A-Dee-Do-Dah” and actually walking close to his sister.  I was overcome with emotion and had to snap this picture.  It embodies the true meaning of “Enchantment” to me.  Thank you Walt.

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Lazy Sunday

Happy Sunday friends!  Hope you are getting some relaxation in today.  I woke up late and found myself addicted to this show “The Haunted” on the Destination America channel.  That’s some creepy stuff!  The lady on the show said “then the voice said…you are all gonna die…” and at that exact moment my dogs leaped up and started barking crazy while running around the house.  I thought to myself….that’s it, I better find something constructive to do!  So instead of tackling this mountain of laundry I need to do, here I am writing a blog post.

I wasn’t sure what to write about today because not much has been going on but I thought I might tell you about the couple of “adventures” we have planned for the fam within the next upcoming months.  My husband and I couldn’t go to long without our Vegas fix so we have another trip planned in May too celebrate our 14th wedding anniversary.  We scored a great deal on a room at the Mirage with our players club benefits.  I’m sure I’ll have a fun trip report to post when we get back.  Could this possibly be the trip where we win the BIG ONE?  I guess we shall see….

Then, in June we are spending our family vacation at Disney World once again.  This will make our 7th or 8th trip since 2003. It could possibly be our last for a while since the kids are getting older and I see visions of exuberant expenses due to having two teenagers so I seriously doubt we will be able to afford it after this year.  Not to mention, Disney’s prices have gone up and their discounts have gone down.  A sign of the times I guess.

I just recently started working for an upscale hotel chain.  We have an awesome hotel in downtown Boston.  Because of my son’s love for the Xbox game Assassin’s Creed where the setting is in the old Paul Revere days of Boston’s history, we are planning a weekend in August to show him the sights.  I’m most looking forward to eating at Faneuil Hall and staying at this hotel that is supposedly haunted….

Lastly (so far) In September, Mumford and Sons are coming to a city in Oklahoma about 3 hours from here for a stopover on their “Gentlemen of the Road” tour.  I will be attending this 1.5 day music festival with my niece and I will be camping for the first time in my life.  I would camp out in the middle of the arctic tundra with no clothes on for a chance to see Mumford and Sons live but I won’t lie and say I’m looking forward to that part of it….it will be an experience.  I’m still trying to find out how I can keep my electronics charged the whole time so I can have pictures and video to share when we get back.

So there you have it.  The Dockfam travel schedule for this year.  I’ll be sure to take lots of pics and if you go ahead and add me on Instagram and YouTube, you will see my pics and videos there.  I put all of our vacation videos on YouTube and I’m trying to be better about Instagram sharing.  And if you add me, I will follow you back.

Have a great lazy Sunday and I’ll be back soon!

Muppet Friday?

No not exactly but I just found something on one of my favorite blogs “The Muppet Mindset” that brought the fondest of memories to mind.  It is a post about the 1996 Christmas special – “The Christmas Toy”.  Read the post here.

I don’t know about you, but as a kid I truly and honestly believed that my stuffed animals came “alive” at night or whenever I was not in the room.  I often wondered about the kinds of games they played and the fun that they had during their special time.  Call me crazy, but that was one of the wonders of childhood!

If you haven’t had the chance to see this…. if you have kids — or not — do yourself a favor and watch it.  It will warm your heart and brighten any bad day this Christmas season.  Amazon has it for just over $6.50.  Just one more gem from Jim Henson….it’s definitely worth it!

How ‘Bout a Quickie?

Err…by quickie I mean short post today.  C’mon, get your minds out of the gutter!

My son had a football game last night.  They won 26 to 16.  You could tell by the time they scored their second touchdown the boys were feeling a little fire on their heels.  They really drove it home.  My son pulled a Blind Side and took some poor boy “to the bus” while the receiver ran the ball in for a touchdown.  I feel sorry for the smaller kids that he left in his dust (on the ground).  Not sure what he had for lunch yesterday but he was dropping them like flies.  It was a great game!

 

I haven’t been to the movies since before the Batman shooting but I’m going to face my fear tonight and go with the kiddos to see Hotel Transylvania.  I’m always up for a little tongue-in-cheek humor, especially when Halloween-themed characters are involved.  Maybe I’ll even post a review tomorrow….

 

So What, I’m a Walmart Shopper

I had to take my son to buy some jeans last night and since I needed a few other things as well (a lightbulb, toilet paper holder etc..) what better place to go than to Walmart — one stop shop.  I’m not ashamed to say it — yes, I shop at Walmart.  I shop there for bird food, rabbit food, rabbit litter, the occasional Dunkin’ Donuts coffee and ….clothes.

Does it really matter that I buy clothes at Walmart?  All jokes aside, Walmart clothes aren’t really that bad.  I still own and wear a pair of black dress slacks that I bought there back in 2005.  They haven’t fallen apart yet.  Beware the cotton shirts tho — one wash and they turn into magical shrinky dinks (remember those?).  My son found a nicely fitting pair of jeans for $15.00.  Sorry but this mom is on a budget and I just can’t afford to spend $80 on a pair of Abercrombies!  I promise, my son looks just as handsome in these.  I did try on a pair of women’s jeans however (on sale for $9) ….size 8 my ass….maybe on another planet but not here on earth.  Those were a no-go.

Best part about Walmart?  I go there in my sweat pants, hair up, no makeup and flip flops — I don’t get any strange looks…its as if that’s almost expected….for some reason, it feels like home.

not me, but I think I saw her last night

pic courtesy of http://www.peopleofwalmart.com

A Little Over Protective with a Side of Paranoia

from sodahead.com

I have to share with you what I observed on Friday and the revelation that it brought me to….

On Friday evening the local high school (where my kids will attend in a few years) was having a big home game. I had encouraged my son to go because they wanted all the future football players to be present on the crowd. After a long week of games and homework…he wasn’t having any of that so my tired kiddo stayed home. However…I had already bought the tickets so I decided to take my daughter who was very eager to go. I thought this was strange because my daughter could really care less about football.

We get to the game and shortly after sitting down a “young man” with semi-baggy short, a faux hawk and some funny looking plastic glasses (given to the kids at a party earlier in the day) seems very interested in sitting next to my daughter. Amber quickly brushes me off and they go to sit together on the bench in front of us. I just looked over at my mom and mouthed the words “Here we go…” with an eye roll.  Obviously she must’ve planned this with her “friend” from school because we could see he was expecting her to be there.  Now I can see where tis new found interest in football had come from!

My daughter is not even 12 yet….her father and I have warned her that there will NOT be any dating before at least 16 so she should just forget the word “boyfriend” until then. It seems that kids are SO advanced these days. she told me….”well, his parents let him date.”  I thought…oh sure…that’s just wonderful.  As I’m trying to enjoy the few “innocent” years my daughter has left….I’m being rushed because she tries to act so much older than she is.  I look back to when I was that age and things then were so different.  I think I was still playing with barbies, care bears and pound puppies (showing my age) when I was 11.

My daughter was very upset with me because I wouldn’t let her hang out under the bleachers with other kids her age during the game. Let me explain this to you – it was very crowded with adults and kids alike…no security there and even though we live in a nice area, it doesn’t mean predators aren’t hanging out in places like this to find their next victim. Am I crazy?  Halfway into the 2nd quarter I needed to use the restroom and was shocked to find how many kids…most looked even younger than middle school…were running around down there by themselves. Where are their parents??? I thought. Anyone could grab any kid at any moment and no one would be the wiser. Predators are smart….they are calculating and they know how not to get caught.

Then, on Saturday night I brought my son and his friend to the movie theater. I drove them and dropped them off right in front, and watched them go in. When the movie was over I pulled up to the door early and waited for them to come out. As I’m sitting there I see a group of really, really young kids….maybe 8-10 years old with NO adults to be seen. They were waiting to be picked up. It was almost 11pm at night and they are just hanging outside the theater. It amazes me that parents let their kids do this. Don’t they realize anything could happen?

This is when the revelation occurred to me. I have become my mother. My mom was very protective of me as a child and even a bit paranoid….she still is. But, you know….I was always safe and I think I had a good upbringing because of it. My kids might hate me now for all the times I say NO when their friends’ parents say yes but they will thank me when they are older and wiser.

In the meantime I’m going to try not to watch so much CSI reruns….

Muppet Monday on Thursday

Good Morning!  Because of the Labor Day holiday this week I didn’t post a Muppet Monday!

So I thought I would start today off with a little Muppet & Jimmy Buffet (hey that rhymes) work of awesomeness.

When my kids were young, we watched Elmopalooza so often that the DVD is worn out now and will hardly play.  I’m not ashamed to say I LOVE Elmopalooza and I know the words to this and almost every song on there….even now, several years later.  This makes me miss having little, little ones!
Enjoy!

Middle School Monday

I’ve finally got the office work under control so I can spend a few free minutes on WP. I swear, it truly is an addiction…I get withdrawal when I don’t get to visit my fellow blogger’s sites. I’m off to do that in a moment. But first….


Today was the first day of school for my two kids. This year they are both in middle school. One has his foot halfway out the door in 8th grade and my “baby” girl (she’d die if she knew I said that) is just starting out in sixth. We had an interesting first day — the usual Dockfam morning — not without drama. I don’t believe that either child slept last night as my young nocturnal offspring haven’t gotten out of bed prior to 2pm all summer break and they were both awake before we were this morning.

I’d been after my son for a week about packing his bags for school. He had football practice in the mornings, which is not something that he is used to as they practiced after school last year. Every time I would ask he would get impatient with me replying “Ok Ma, I got it…I know…I’ve been ready for like 2 weeks…ugh” (Say this out loud while rolling your eyes — you have just impersonated my kid) To which I would say “Ok son…I hope so.”. This morning there was panic as my husband ushered him out the door. I heard tons of noise in the other room and when I asked what the hell was going on, my husband said “Your son can’t find his lunch money….or his football cleats!”. AH HA! Mom was right again…I knew this would happen. After about 10 minutes both items in question surfaced and he got to school on time. When I get home from work he will be payed a visit from the “I told you so” fairy and I will get a good chuckle.

It was my task to take my daughter to school on my way to work. Because of the time my office opens, this puts her at school about an hour or so before 1st period. She had actually been excited about this “extra” socializing time. Up until today, my daughter has not seemed very phased by the fact that she is switching schools for the first time and will now be a little fish in a big pond. She’s been wearing the cool and carefree mask all summer long however today I saw the faintest glimmer of fear in those pretty brown eyes.

I made sure she got in ok and reminded her how to get to the cafeteria. I waited to leave until I was sure she wouldn’t come running back out. Then, about 10 minutes into my ride to work I realized I forgot to leave her with lunch money! Ugh. I turned around and went back. As I walked up to the cafeteria I looked in and saw where she was. As other groups of chattering boys and girls sat together enjoying each others company…my heart sank when I saw my little girl….my little social butterfly…sitting by herself at the long table just staring at the door waiting to see a familiar face. When the face that she saw, instead was mine…she grimaced, grabbed the money and whispered “I love you, now leave please”. Trying to play cool, but I could tell she was nervous as hell. Man, these years are hard.

As I write this they have 30 minutes left to their first day and I cannot wait to get home and hear all about it. Either they will still be excited and ready to talk about their first day or I will come home to two exhausted bodies passed out on their beds. For some reason I feel that I should more than likely expect the latter.

F**k It! It’s Friday

Can I call today “F**k It! It’s Friday” Friday? Because that’s the way I really feel after the week I’ve had.

The weeks leading up to school starting again are exhausting.  In the last few days I have battled the crowds of school supply hungry mothers at Walmart, decided on and ordered new “grown up” furniture for my son’s room and spent all day yesterday with my two arguing children while attending middle school orientation day.  The fact that on most days this summer they have rarely opened their eyes before the afternoon hours and stay awake until witching hour…did not help.

This was me last night (well, I’m not that hairy)

If this is a sign of the months to come, I’m not sure that I will make it to Christmas!  It’s funny how moms of very young children think that the toddler years are hectic and exhausting.  I am officially telling them that IT GETS WORSE.  I wouldn’t mind having little ones again.  The most I’d have to worry about is changing diapers and what kiddie show to watch on TV.

Having children of the ages almost 12 and 14 brings a whole other set of problems.  I won’t even go on that rant but I can tell you that as kids get older, they change.  They change in ways you can’t even imagine.  Hormones are terrible, terrible things and they can make you wake up one day and wonder whose children are living in your house.  I never know what to expect one day to the next.  I also am a firm believer that girls are SO much harder than boys.

Look Familiar?

My son went through a mouthy and somewhat dramatically angry phase when he was around 10-11 years old.  He was a pretty difficult baby/toddler too who always demanded lots of attention.  He still gets the first place drama queen award however he now is easily satisfied (food, video games etc)  and for the most part, very consistent with his attitude.  Once I get past the dirty gym sock smell of his mostly always messy boy room, he’s tolerable.

My daughter on the other hand is like this:

Tick…Tick…Tick..

Or maybe even a little like this:

Who is it today?

Some days I’ve found out that it is best to just keep my mouth shut.  It seems to tame the monster and keep the transformation at bay.  Overall, dealing with a pre-teen girl is like taming a wild horse. I honestly don’t remember being this way when I was young — although my mother might disagree.  I definitely feel more sympathy for my parents now (especially mom) than ever before.

As we enter the last week of summer before all hell breaks loose I will try to visualize my children as they were back in their “cute” stages of calling me mommy and spontaneous kisses before I act on my frustrations brought on by hormone-riddled tantrums (theirs, not mine). Thankfully these days will not last forever…… however this is bittersweet because once they are over, so are their childhoods.

I think I might go home tonight, pour a glass of wine, sit down in front of the TV, poop in my DVD of Elmo-Palooza and have a good cry.

No Where in the World Wednesday

I have to pass on Where in the World Wednesday today….boy has it been a busy day in the office!  I’m going to try to crank out this post before the sweet relief of 5pm comes along in T-minus 14 minutes and counting.

I had to take my daughter to the orthodontist this morning and I was pleasantly surprised to learn that her braces are not going to cost as much as I thought.  She will have to wear an expander for 10 months and then braces for 12 months after that.

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She gets the expander (above) put on in November right after her birthday.  Happy Birthday Amber… Oddly, she is a bit excited about the whole thing.

I’ve warned everyone not to ask for Christmas presents this year.  Because even tho it is costing me less than anticipated, by then I will look like this:

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Who am I kidding?  I’d love to look like this in jeans…broke or not!