How are y'all this fine morning? Are you happy? Is there a spring in your step? Are you excited by the prospect of the new week before you? I'm such a morning person. Sorry. I'll be grumpy later, no doubt. It'll be around 1:30 pm and I'll get really sleepy and have to take a 20 minute snooze... only Paco will make too much noise and it won't really be satisfying and I'll have to drink coffee before leaving to pick up kids... But, for right now, at this very moment, I am looking forward to my day and this week.
I got wonderful news this weekend. My Mom & Step Dad (from Seattle), and my Dad and little Brotha (from Northern CA) are all coming to the girls' graduation! We are so happy!
I haven't seen my Mama and Step Dad in 2 1/2 years. Wow. We normally see them at least once a year. They are caring for my 94 year old Grandma and 50 year old Down Syndrome Aunt. We are going to Seattle this summer so we are going to get to see them twice in a short period of time. I've missed my Mama so!
I'm gonna see my Mama and Step Dad (who I love MUCHO!)!!! Wooooo HOOOOO!!!
My Dad flew out and surprised me on my birthday last fall. He just walked into the house with a dozen roses. I couldn't believe it! We had been working on the house all summer and had just gotten our stuff out of storage so the house was a wreck. If I'd known he was coming I would have gotten the house together. It was a great surprise! Mr. Macchiato held it together and kept the secret but I found out later that he called some friends of ours in a panic because the house was a mess and he was afraid I would be upset about it. He knew if he started cleaning I would get suspicious. They counseled him to just keep his mouth shut and not do anything he wouldn't normally do.
I'm gonna see my Dad!!!! Wooooo HOOOOOO!!!!
My little Brotha (and I got that from Desmond on LOST... I like Desmond. A lot. But not as much as Sawyer. He's my favorite) is so much fun. He's 6'10" and likes to dance and sing. He's quite talented and it's been a long time since we've seen him. He's 8 years younger than me. I remember well the day he was born and so many of his milestones growing up. I would beg my mom to let me feed him and change his diapers. I loved to have him sit next to me in the big chair and watch Flipper in the afternoons. I loved his hands. He had deep dimples at the knuckles and they were so sweet. I liked to kiss his hands. When I was in high school, my parents would make me take him places. I usually didn't mind... too much. My friends all loved him. I got in big trouble when I took him to see Vacation though. It was rated R and he was 9. He thought I was so cool.
I'm gonna see my BROTHA!!! Woooo HOOOOOO!!!
I am so excited, in case you didn't notice.