I know, I know. I haven't posted for a minute. I've been missing writing, but also feeling like maybe I've already said All The Things, but then I've also been having a sudden urge to ramble/journal for no apparent reason. So I thought I'd pop back in and see if anyone's still out there.
|You still here??|
Having basically broken up with the internet and FB in October 2015, it's been lovely and quiet and fun and REAL around here, ever since. Here are a few updates, because I KNOW you've been wondering:
1--We finished our garden fence last year, after just a shade under a decade of working on it...high fives all around. Now the deer can only stand on the outside and wish.
2--We started traveling again...omg YES. Just, so much yes. That sentence will eventually morph into some thoughts on snow-bird lifestyles and not living in Idaho in the winter when we're old.
3--Our oldest is getting married, omg, yes, married. In like three weeks. So that cookbook project has taken on a whole new meaning and urgency.
4--Our youngest is graduating in June and already looking for her own apartment, because "omg mahm I can't WAIT to be on my own," which is kind of music to my ears, because (sorry) I am super against people being a crutch for their kids and talking babytalk to them when they're 19 years old and being all "ohhhnooomywittlebaaaayybeee...mommy doesn't want her little babyboo to leave her!" What the heck is that? Stop it. Let them get their life started already. Make their own budget. Make their own mistakes. Make their own dinner. All of it.
Maybe that's what this post is warming up to be...a rant about parents who refuse to let go. I tell people that our youngest is excited to get out on her own this summer, and I get this look:
|"She's moving OUT? RIGHT AFTER GRADUATION??"|
And they're like, "Oh my gosh. So soon? Isn't that kind of young? Aren't you so sad? Won't you miss all this?" And I'm all, "Not really. We loved it all, but they're grown up now. Shane and I are actually really FINE with the idea of having the house to ourselves. We might even hang out semi-naked in the living room, drinking vodka and playing strip poker." Wait-- of course I don't say that out LOUD, but you get the idea. We're ready to be on OUR own, too. We started as a couple of kids in love with each other. We got married. We spent about 9 and a half years hanging out doing all kinds of dumb stuff together, and then we decided, hey, this has been fun, but--why not have kids too, so we took a side trip to do that, and spent the next 20 years spending all of our time, energy, and every extra dime we ever could make or dream of making, on them and their needs.
Now it's our turn again. We can go back to being those two crazy-in-love people doing dumb stuff together and finishing each other's sentences and thinking that hanging out in bed together on a Sunday morning is just fine with us. We might even start spending our money on things we want to do again.
So, I'm sorry if this is you, but I'll never understand the people who are ooey gooey about having their grown kids move out of the house. They are grown ups...let them go, and enjoy what's next.
It's good to be back, guys.