Friday, October 18, 2002
Well, my loyalty to my blog is waning! I can't believe I haven't written a whole week! I think it's because my brain is so full of stuff, snipers, mothers, sick children and what have you, that I don't even know where to start. And I don't want my blog to become a weekly whining session either, as, all things considered, I have a wonderful life and to be grumpy on here just wouldn't be right.
Take yesterday, the first message I read online was from an email friend in Denmark, very, very sad: their 6 1/2 months old infant had died in her sleep. She had Down's Syndrome, but was doing quite well. So this was completely unexpected (not that expected makes it any easier!). So I was very sad for her, but I also realized, how precious life is and cuddled my kids all the more.
Today, my email friend Colleen is in labor having her third child. This has been a very nervous pregnancy for her and we've all lived through it with her. Her daughter Heather died in utero a year or so ago. I can't wait for the good news about the birth of her little one!
The internet is such a special place, support is very real, even if not in the flesh and I think it has widened many people's social circle.
On the personal front, Katja was sick until Tuesday and Kai and Saskia had a major case of cabin fever. So I could just about kiss my friend Denise, when she called on Tuesday afternoon to ask my two to play at her house. Two hours of quiet!
Rick traveled, left Monday night, came back Tuesday, left Wednesday night, came back last night. This always makes it hard for me to get in a rhythm. As a matter of fact, I think the lack of it caused Saskia to feel nauseous today from tiredness. I got a call from the clinic while I was at the gym, and when I called back, she had had a nap and was feeling much better and so far she's still at school.
I had a hair appointment yesterday and my hairdresser decided to let my hair return to its natural color. So I went from quite a blonde (which had started to look brassy and I was increasingly unhappy with) to a brunette in the span of one hour. I love it myself and so does just about everyone else, especially Rick. But Saskia had a fit when she saw me (I do look completely different, it's amazing what hair color will do!) and didn't want to come home with me. I had to carry her home. I told her that changing my hair color didn't make me a different person and that I loved her as much as always (she was yelling she hated me). When she said "I wish you were dead", though, I carried her up to her room and asked her to think of how that was not a nice thing to say.
Katja talked to her too and as suddenly as the fit started, it ended and I had a cuddly little six year old in my lap, who told me she loved me "even" with brown hair :).
Now I have about 15 minutes before I have to get Katja from the bus stop and then I'm going to hand out wrapping paper orders at the school, oh joy!
Take yesterday, the first message I read online was from an email friend in Denmark, very, very sad: their 6 1/2 months old infant had died in her sleep. She had Down's Syndrome, but was doing quite well. So this was completely unexpected (not that expected makes it any easier!). So I was very sad for her, but I also realized, how precious life is and cuddled my kids all the more.
Today, my email friend Colleen is in labor having her third child. This has been a very nervous pregnancy for her and we've all lived through it with her. Her daughter Heather died in utero a year or so ago. I can't wait for the good news about the birth of her little one!
The internet is such a special place, support is very real, even if not in the flesh and I think it has widened many people's social circle.
On the personal front, Katja was sick until Tuesday and Kai and Saskia had a major case of cabin fever. So I could just about kiss my friend Denise, when she called on Tuesday afternoon to ask my two to play at her house. Two hours of quiet!
Rick traveled, left Monday night, came back Tuesday, left Wednesday night, came back last night. This always makes it hard for me to get in a rhythm. As a matter of fact, I think the lack of it caused Saskia to feel nauseous today from tiredness. I got a call from the clinic while I was at the gym, and when I called back, she had had a nap and was feeling much better and so far she's still at school.
I had a hair appointment yesterday and my hairdresser decided to let my hair return to its natural color. So I went from quite a blonde (which had started to look brassy and I was increasingly unhappy with) to a brunette in the span of one hour. I love it myself and so does just about everyone else, especially Rick. But Saskia had a fit when she saw me (I do look completely different, it's amazing what hair color will do!) and didn't want to come home with me. I had to carry her home. I told her that changing my hair color didn't make me a different person and that I loved her as much as always (she was yelling she hated me). When she said "I wish you were dead", though, I carried her up to her room and asked her to think of how that was not a nice thing to say.
Katja talked to her too and as suddenly as the fit started, it ended and I had a cuddly little six year old in my lap, who told me she loved me "even" with brown hair :).
Now I have about 15 minutes before I have to get Katja from the bus stop and then I'm going to hand out wrapping paper orders at the school, oh joy!
Friday, October 11, 2002
My what an emotional week! Every day another murder, every day driving Katja to school and picking her up from the bus stop, because we just don't feel comfortable for her to be out in the open. Every day driving the other kids the less than half a mile to school, their school being so close to the Interstate, police requested kids don't walk.
And the last 2 murders way too close for comfort, especially the one on Wednesday night, just a few exits away on the interstate :(. All sports and outside events to do with the children have been canceled, including Kai's boy scout camp out tomorrow night. And lots of homecoming games.
Last night, a white van was parked in our street, around 10pm. It didn't belong there and we were scared. Our neighbor tried to call the police, but before he could get through the van suddenly left. Spooky!
I just hope there were enough witnesses today, that police can get good clues and get these guys. This is no way to live! We're all running to stores and back to the car, pumping gas has become a scary event.
I did manage to paint Kai's wall in a really nice red and today I got new bedding and window treatments for our room and cloud curtains for Katja's room. I'm now thinking of painting one wall in our room a sage green (the window treatments are white with little green leaves and the bedding green with off-white leaves). And I want to paint Katja's ceiling like a sky with clouds. Still plenty to do in other words, but it's definitely gratifying to see what character a color paint gives to a room.
Yesterday Christine and I had a pamper day, we worked out, then swam in the pool at the gym, then sat in the hot tub there and the sauna. After our shower we went to the mall (parking in a covered area) and ate lunch and got a manicure. In the evening we had a girls night out with 6 of us at Macaroni Grill. I really needed that, as the kids were fighting the entire time they were home yesterday! It must have been the lack of exercise, as they haven't had recess in over a week.
This afternoon, like almost every Friday lately, we've had a house full of kids. Michael and Laura, Kai and Saskia's friends, are staying for dinner and Michael is sleeping over. Time to order pizza for the kids!
Things that make me happy:
1. The abundant rain (highly necessary!) and now the breaks in the clouds, so grateful gloomy, rainy days never last long here.
2. The community feeling, how everyone pulls together again in times of anxiety, like after September 11th.
3. My three adorable and especially healthy kids, my neighbor's nephew is in intensive care and that brings home again how precious and delicate the little lives we brought into this world are.
4. It's Friday!!! No getting up at 6am, no homework for 3 days (Monday is a holiday)
5. The ticking of the clock, a sleeping cat, nicely playing boys and girls = home!
And the last 2 murders way too close for comfort, especially the one on Wednesday night, just a few exits away on the interstate :(. All sports and outside events to do with the children have been canceled, including Kai's boy scout camp out tomorrow night. And lots of homecoming games.
Last night, a white van was parked in our street, around 10pm. It didn't belong there and we were scared. Our neighbor tried to call the police, but before he could get through the van suddenly left. Spooky!
I just hope there were enough witnesses today, that police can get good clues and get these guys. This is no way to live! We're all running to stores and back to the car, pumping gas has become a scary event.
I did manage to paint Kai's wall in a really nice red and today I got new bedding and window treatments for our room and cloud curtains for Katja's room. I'm now thinking of painting one wall in our room a sage green (the window treatments are white with little green leaves and the bedding green with off-white leaves). And I want to paint Katja's ceiling like a sky with clouds. Still plenty to do in other words, but it's definitely gratifying to see what character a color paint gives to a room.
Yesterday Christine and I had a pamper day, we worked out, then swam in the pool at the gym, then sat in the hot tub there and the sauna. After our shower we went to the mall (parking in a covered area) and ate lunch and got a manicure. In the evening we had a girls night out with 6 of us at Macaroni Grill. I really needed that, as the kids were fighting the entire time they were home yesterday! It must have been the lack of exercise, as they haven't had recess in over a week.
This afternoon, like almost every Friday lately, we've had a house full of kids. Michael and Laura, Kai and Saskia's friends, are staying for dinner and Michael is sleeping over. Time to order pizza for the kids!
Things that make me happy:
1. The abundant rain (highly necessary!) and now the breaks in the clouds, so grateful gloomy, rainy days never last long here.
2. The community feeling, how everyone pulls together again in times of anxiety, like after September 11th.
3. My three adorable and especially healthy kids, my neighbor's nephew is in intensive care and that brings home again how precious and delicate the little lives we brought into this world are.
4. It's Friday!!! No getting up at 6am, no homework for 3 days (Monday is a holiday)
5. The ticking of the clock, a sleeping cat, nicely playing boys and girls = home!
Tuesday, October 08, 2002
We're all in the clutches of the sniper here. After a 13 year old boy was shot in front of his school yesterday, the schools in this area went into high alert. The kids haven't had recess since Wednesday, we have to pick them up in person at the front door, or drop them off by car at the front door. Everybody is jittery being in parking lots and other areas where someone could shoot from a distance. How scary this all is! I'm having Rick drive Katja to school every day, I can't allow her to stand and wait for the bus. Maybe too worried, but better safe than sorry.
To add to it all, a woman rear ended me with her truck yesterday afternoon, while I was waiting for a stoplight. It wasn't a hard hit, no damage to the cars, but I have had a serious neck- and backache since and am sitting here with a heat wrap around my neck hoping it will help.
I'm hoping to paint Kai's wall tomorrow, but at this point I have too much pain to do anything but just half lie here. Yuck!!!
Since things are not going too well, I've decided I need to concentrate on the things that are creating happiness in my life again. So I'm starting the "5 things that made me happy" again:
1. Seeing Saskia run up to me at the school, all excited with her "what we did today" stories, I love hearing all about her school day!
2. Looking at Saskia's little mouth, she has 4 teeth missing right now: her 2 front teeth and 2 side teeth on the bottom. She's so cute!
3. Having Katja come in my room in the mornings and lie next to me to spend some quality time together, even if we're both sleepy, it's very precious.
4. Seeing Kai's mischievous grin after he told me he didn't hand in an assignment on time (ok, I shouldn't be happy about that, but he's so cute too!)
5. Having Rick hand me my heat wrap and at the same time tell me how much he loves me.
I could go on, so there must be many more things to life that make me happy than not. Why is it then, that it's so easy for us to concentrate on the negatives? Hug your children and loved ones for me, life is too precious to ignore!
To add to it all, a woman rear ended me with her truck yesterday afternoon, while I was waiting for a stoplight. It wasn't a hard hit, no damage to the cars, but I have had a serious neck- and backache since and am sitting here with a heat wrap around my neck hoping it will help.
I'm hoping to paint Kai's wall tomorrow, but at this point I have too much pain to do anything but just half lie here. Yuck!!!
Since things are not going too well, I've decided I need to concentrate on the things that are creating happiness in my life again. So I'm starting the "5 things that made me happy" again:
1. Seeing Saskia run up to me at the school, all excited with her "what we did today" stories, I love hearing all about her school day!
2. Looking at Saskia's little mouth, she has 4 teeth missing right now: her 2 front teeth and 2 side teeth on the bottom. She's so cute!
3. Having Katja come in my room in the mornings and lie next to me to spend some quality time together, even if we're both sleepy, it's very precious.
4. Seeing Kai's mischievous grin after he told me he didn't hand in an assignment on time (ok, I shouldn't be happy about that, but he's so cute too!)
5. Having Rick hand me my heat wrap and at the same time tell me how much he loves me.
I could go on, so there must be many more things to life that make me happy than not. Why is it then, that it's so easy for us to concentrate on the negatives? Hug your children and loved ones for me, life is too precious to ignore!
Sunday, October 06, 2002
Ah, another gorgeous, blue sky, sunny day! I know I should be hoping for rain, because the drought is getting severe, but there is just something to waking up to these crisp, clear autumn days.
So, time to update the blog. Of course, as usual, the days are full and never boring here. I last wrote on Wednesday morning. After a long walk with Christine, I picked Saskia up from school and went to the dentist with her. She had to take Demerol to calm her down and after half an hour, we went back and she got nitrous oxide, bubblegum smell. Then, when she was sufficiently calm the novocaine. She was a real trooper, even smiling at the dentist's jokes. She now has a beautiful white crown where her severely decayed tooth was and he fixed another cavity as well. She also got her healthy teeth sealed. Now we have to return in December for the rest of the cavities.
After the dentist visit, we got Wendy's Frosties, as we were both starving (Saskia didn't have breakfast because of the medication). And then of course a visit to Toys R Us, where Saskia selected the Bedtime Carebear.
On Wednesday night, the school's ice cream social was on. Rick took the kids, as all the emotions of the day had left me exhausted.
On Thursday we went to Katja's back to school night. My dad babysat and it's heartwarming to see how he is building up loving relationships with the kids! He cuddled with Saskia and put her in bed, reading her a special Dutch fairy tale. The back to school night was crazy! Listening to Katja's 7 teachers talk for 10 mins each and running upstairs and downstairs in 5 minutes between "classes". Katja certainly gets her exercise just going from class to class!
On Friday afternoon I painted an accent wall in Saskia's room aqua. Very pretty! It really changes the room completely and now I'm eager to paint more, but it's not as easy in the other rooms, as there are heavy bookcases to move and all. So maybe I'll just do a bathroom next. It is gratifying to see the result!
Yesterday we had a wonderful day! We went to an event by the Dutch Society at the house of some members. Their house is located on the Potomac river. Gorgeous! There was so much to do: swimming, kayaking, surfing, old fashioned Dutch games, food and drinks. The kids didn't want to go at all and then didn't want to leave as they were having such a good time!
At night, Rick and I used up a gift certificate at Morton's of Chicago. Yum!
So, time to update the blog. Of course, as usual, the days are full and never boring here. I last wrote on Wednesday morning. After a long walk with Christine, I picked Saskia up from school and went to the dentist with her. She had to take Demerol to calm her down and after half an hour, we went back and she got nitrous oxide, bubblegum smell. Then, when she was sufficiently calm the novocaine. She was a real trooper, even smiling at the dentist's jokes. She now has a beautiful white crown where her severely decayed tooth was and he fixed another cavity as well. She also got her healthy teeth sealed. Now we have to return in December for the rest of the cavities.
After the dentist visit, we got Wendy's Frosties, as we were both starving (Saskia didn't have breakfast because of the medication). And then of course a visit to Toys R Us, where Saskia selected the Bedtime Carebear.
On Wednesday night, the school's ice cream social was on. Rick took the kids, as all the emotions of the day had left me exhausted.
On Thursday we went to Katja's back to school night. My dad babysat and it's heartwarming to see how he is building up loving relationships with the kids! He cuddled with Saskia and put her in bed, reading her a special Dutch fairy tale. The back to school night was crazy! Listening to Katja's 7 teachers talk for 10 mins each and running upstairs and downstairs in 5 minutes between "classes". Katja certainly gets her exercise just going from class to class!
On Friday afternoon I painted an accent wall in Saskia's room aqua. Very pretty! It really changes the room completely and now I'm eager to paint more, but it's not as easy in the other rooms, as there are heavy bookcases to move and all. So maybe I'll just do a bathroom next. It is gratifying to see the result!
Yesterday we had a wonderful day! We went to an event by the Dutch Society at the house of some members. Their house is located on the Potomac river. Gorgeous! There was so much to do: swimming, kayaking, surfing, old fashioned Dutch games, food and drinks. The kids didn't want to go at all and then didn't want to leave as they were having such a good time!
At night, Rick and I used up a gift certificate at Morton's of Chicago. Yum!
Wednesday, October 02, 2002
This morning at 7:10am, I received a phone call from the police officer at Katja's middle school. I had left a message for her yesterday afternoon, after Katja came home with a strange story about a schoolbus desecration.
Apparently, some eighth graders had written an inflammatory word or sentence on one of the schoolbus benches. The officer had come on the bus to find out who the perpetrator(s) were. Ok, so far so good, sounds like a good thing to me, as the schoolbus gets used not only by the older kids, but by little ones as well. But then Katja proceeded to tell me, that they had to write on a piece of paper what they knew and when no one wrote anything the officer could use, she proceeded to yell at the kids using words like "hell" and "damn".
Now, Katja is definitely used to her share of yelling from previous teachers and the likes and is not a sensitive child in that area. So for her to tell me this so specifically meant, that it must have been pretty scary for her.
I told the officer what Katja had told me and she claimed she couldn't remember using those words and that she had to yell in order to be heard by the whole bus, as according to her the bus is so huge (later on she told me she was standing in the middle of the bus and to my knowledge yelling is not necessary in a bus, if you're standing in the middle, but ok, she may have felt she needed to to exert her dominance). I told her that obviously, this would be Katja's word against hers and that I wasn't trying to tell her how to do her job, just to make her aware, that her behavior wasn't exactly exemplary to the kids.
She was quite defensive, saying the eighth graders that did it needed a good scolding, because the words they wrote were much worse than whatever words she may have used to the kids. I told her that may very well be the case, but the point is, that there were just a couple of kids involved and there was no need to yell at the entire bus like that (she admitted she'd known who did it before she even entered the bus). She prided herself on not telling the kids what was actually written as "it was quite bad". Ok, that's great. Still no excuse in my mind.
Anyway, she ended the conversation by asking me if there was anything else. Obviously not. And now I'm of course second guessing myself. Did I do right by calling the school? Will Katja forever have a "name" with this officer now? Am I too protective of a parent and should I just accept that police officers have to be rough to the kids? (I really don't think they have to be, honestly). And I didn't like her defensive stance, I would have much preferred if she had said "Yes, I realize I didn't use the right language, but I was frustrated as it had taken me all day to figure out who these kids were and now they were not owning up" or some such.
Ok, off to go for a long walk and then Saskia's dental work!
Apparently, some eighth graders had written an inflammatory word or sentence on one of the schoolbus benches. The officer had come on the bus to find out who the perpetrator(s) were. Ok, so far so good, sounds like a good thing to me, as the schoolbus gets used not only by the older kids, but by little ones as well. But then Katja proceeded to tell me, that they had to write on a piece of paper what they knew and when no one wrote anything the officer could use, she proceeded to yell at the kids using words like "hell" and "damn".
Now, Katja is definitely used to her share of yelling from previous teachers and the likes and is not a sensitive child in that area. So for her to tell me this so specifically meant, that it must have been pretty scary for her.
I told the officer what Katja had told me and she claimed she couldn't remember using those words and that she had to yell in order to be heard by the whole bus, as according to her the bus is so huge (later on she told me she was standing in the middle of the bus and to my knowledge yelling is not necessary in a bus, if you're standing in the middle, but ok, she may have felt she needed to to exert her dominance). I told her that obviously, this would be Katja's word against hers and that I wasn't trying to tell her how to do her job, just to make her aware, that her behavior wasn't exactly exemplary to the kids.
She was quite defensive, saying the eighth graders that did it needed a good scolding, because the words they wrote were much worse than whatever words she may have used to the kids. I told her that may very well be the case, but the point is, that there were just a couple of kids involved and there was no need to yell at the entire bus like that (she admitted she'd known who did it before she even entered the bus). She prided herself on not telling the kids what was actually written as "it was quite bad". Ok, that's great. Still no excuse in my mind.
Anyway, she ended the conversation by asking me if there was anything else. Obviously not. And now I'm of course second guessing myself. Did I do right by calling the school? Will Katja forever have a "name" with this officer now? Am I too protective of a parent and should I just accept that police officers have to be rough to the kids? (I really don't think they have to be, honestly). And I didn't like her defensive stance, I would have much preferred if she had said "Yes, I realize I didn't use the right language, but I was frustrated as it had taken me all day to figure out who these kids were and now they were not owning up" or some such.
Ok, off to go for a long walk and then Saskia's dental work!
Tuesday, October 01, 2002
Mondays are always strange days, yesterday was no exception. It's because the kids' school day is short (only till 12:45) and so we have the whole afternoon "off", which usually means there are thousands of chores to push into those few hours.
After a great workout, a step class, which I love, as it teaches you a dance and it feels great to be in sync with everyone, I ran off to the Container Store. Rick is in the process of emptying out the garage, so he can fit his car and he needed some containers. Then off to Whole Foods for stuff.
Quickly home, took a shower and got the little ones (though Kai would balk at this description of him ;)). We did homework and when Katja came home, I rushed off to the dentist with her for her cleaning. The assistant asked me if I had a running appointment there ;), every week. Thankfully, this was it and only Rick, who takes care of his own appointments, still needs to be seen. Katja's teeth, as well as Kai's, are still perfect. Poor little Saskia is not so lucky and I'm nervous about tomorrow, when she's having a root canal (something I've never even experienced myself :() and a crown put on. I'm more nervous, than she is , I think, as she's singing happily.
After the dentist I barely had time to pick up Saskia to go to her first skating lesson. I took some pictures of her skating, very cute! And between the "scenes", I took some wonderful Monarch butterfly pictures too.
Today, I first went to my biblestudy, very interesting, on how to be an excellent wife. I'll be one from now on ;). Then to the doctor for a checkup and a flu shot, yuck! But I do really like my doctor. She asked about my mom and took down the books that I read about Borderline Personality Disorder.
Then off to the gym (way late, around 12noon!) for a workout and Christine and I had a nice salad for lunch. At 4, the kids and I pushed 4 cats into their pet carriers, leashed Brynna up and went to the vet. My, oh my, what an undertaking! I don't think the vet was used to a family of 5 pets showing up :-O!
Brynna and Miep (15 yo cat, for those not in the now) are having tests done. Brynna on a bump on her side and Miep to see if she has diabetes, hyperthyroidism or renal failure (hopefully the middle one, as that's treatable with tablets). The other three, Sushi (2), Snickers and Meike (siblings, 1) were all healthy and just got shots.
And now it's Tuesday night and Rick is helping Katja with her homework and the others are drawing. No tv! Great!!!
After a great workout, a step class, which I love, as it teaches you a dance and it feels great to be in sync with everyone, I ran off to the Container Store. Rick is in the process of emptying out the garage, so he can fit his car and he needed some containers. Then off to Whole Foods for stuff.
Quickly home, took a shower and got the little ones (though Kai would balk at this description of him ;)). We did homework and when Katja came home, I rushed off to the dentist with her for her cleaning. The assistant asked me if I had a running appointment there ;), every week. Thankfully, this was it and only Rick, who takes care of his own appointments, still needs to be seen. Katja's teeth, as well as Kai's, are still perfect. Poor little Saskia is not so lucky and I'm nervous about tomorrow, when she's having a root canal (something I've never even experienced myself :() and a crown put on. I'm more nervous, than she is , I think, as she's singing happily.
After the dentist I barely had time to pick up Saskia to go to her first skating lesson. I took some pictures of her skating, very cute! And between the "scenes", I took some wonderful Monarch butterfly pictures too.
Today, I first went to my biblestudy, very interesting, on how to be an excellent wife. I'll be one from now on ;). Then to the doctor for a checkup and a flu shot, yuck! But I do really like my doctor. She asked about my mom and took down the books that I read about Borderline Personality Disorder.
Then off to the gym (way late, around 12noon!) for a workout and Christine and I had a nice salad for lunch. At 4, the kids and I pushed 4 cats into their pet carriers, leashed Brynna up and went to the vet. My, oh my, what an undertaking! I don't think the vet was used to a family of 5 pets showing up :-O!
Brynna and Miep (15 yo cat, for those not in the now) are having tests done. Brynna on a bump on her side and Miep to see if she has diabetes, hyperthyroidism or renal failure (hopefully the middle one, as that's treatable with tablets). The other three, Sushi (2), Snickers and Meike (siblings, 1) were all healthy and just got shots.
And now it's Tuesday night and Rick is helping Katja with her homework and the others are drawing. No tv! Great!!!
Sunday, September 29, 2002
Yesterday was a great day! The storms had drifted over, the pain subsided somewhat and Rick was back home! Yippee!!!
The weather was absolutely gorgeous, so after a weight workout upstairs, I took Brynna for a short run outside. The dog is loving those walks! Her whole behavior has changed, she used to whine a lot, but now is much quieter. And it's so gorgeous outside, the walks/runs really lift my spirits too.
After lunch, I went over to Christine's with Katja, who babysat Christine's daughter, while we went to Middleburg. We visited 3 wineries: Chrysalis, Swedenburg and Piedmont. The views! Is it ever pretty out there at the foot of the Shenandoah mountains! And Middleburg is a beautiful little town!
I just came back from a run of about 5 miles with Brynna, who's pooped! But the weather is so gorgeous, working out indoors is just not an option!
In a little bit we're going to the Renaissance Festival again. I love that festival so much, I could go every week!
The weather was absolutely gorgeous, so after a weight workout upstairs, I took Brynna for a short run outside. The dog is loving those walks! Her whole behavior has changed, she used to whine a lot, but now is much quieter. And it's so gorgeous outside, the walks/runs really lift my spirits too.
After lunch, I went over to Christine's with Katja, who babysat Christine's daughter, while we went to Middleburg. We visited 3 wineries: Chrysalis, Swedenburg and Piedmont. The views! Is it ever pretty out there at the foot of the Shenandoah mountains! And Middleburg is a beautiful little town!
I just came back from a run of about 5 miles with Brynna, who's pooped! But the weather is so gorgeous, working out indoors is just not an option!
In a little bit we're going to the Renaissance Festival again. I love that festival so much, I could go every week!
Thursday, September 26, 2002
Monday, September 23, 2002
I keep wanting to update my blog daily and am just not managing to. Oh well. It may be because I am feeling very tired these last few days. I had a very emotional day on Saturday, having to stand up to my mother yet again. But I just can not think it's right for the kids to think that what my mom did is normal. So I can't keep acting like nothing is going on. So I told her how sad we all are about her move and how she hasn't said goodbye to us. I got a scathing email back, I'll spare everyone the details, but I'm keeping it just in case I'll ever feel sorry for her again.
I wasn't feeling well on Saturday either and after the birthday party Saskia and Katja attended at our friends' house, I just vegged out while Rick took the kids to the second birthday party at Build a Bear Workshop at the mall.
Sunday was better. I went running with Kai and Brynna, who has really gotten used to her daily walks and so I had to give her one both weekend days as well. It's always so funny to go on a run with her as she'll pull me along for the first 2 miles or so, but during the third mile, she'll lose steam and gradually it'll get so I pull her along!
I took my camera on our run, but when I got ready to take a picture, I noticed there was no film in it. Duh!!
Kai stopped by a friend's house where he ended up playing and sent me home for his Yu-Gi-Oh cards. I got a good exercise in!
Then Christine and I went shopping and had a great time. We both came home with new clothes, and sometimes that feels therapeutic. Her mother has been a B**** too, and called again last night with some nonsense message. What is it with these mothers???
Today we had a serious workout, a double step class, it was great! Rick stayed home from work as he's leaving for Hawaii very early tomorrow morning and had to finish some stuff up. We had a great Thai lunch together and picked the kids up from school together, with Brynna, of course.
I went to the Container Store and got Katja some new bins for stuff in her room as she promised to clean her room today and tomorrow.
The weather is gorgeous, but we need rain!!!
I wasn't feeling well on Saturday either and after the birthday party Saskia and Katja attended at our friends' house, I just vegged out while Rick took the kids to the second birthday party at Build a Bear Workshop at the mall.
Sunday was better. I went running with Kai and Brynna, who has really gotten used to her daily walks and so I had to give her one both weekend days as well. It's always so funny to go on a run with her as she'll pull me along for the first 2 miles or so, but during the third mile, she'll lose steam and gradually it'll get so I pull her along!
I took my camera on our run, but when I got ready to take a picture, I noticed there was no film in it. Duh!!
Kai stopped by a friend's house where he ended up playing and sent me home for his Yu-Gi-Oh cards. I got a good exercise in!
Then Christine and I went shopping and had a great time. We both came home with new clothes, and sometimes that feels therapeutic. Her mother has been a B**** too, and called again last night with some nonsense message. What is it with these mothers???
Today we had a serious workout, a double step class, it was great! Rick stayed home from work as he's leaving for Hawaii very early tomorrow morning and had to finish some stuff up. We had a great Thai lunch together and picked the kids up from school together, with Brynna, of course.
I went to the Container Store and got Katja some new bins for stuff in her room as she promised to clean her room today and tomorrow.
The weather is gorgeous, but we need rain!!!
Thursday, September 19, 2002
Busy day today! This morning I got up early with Katja and Rick as I'm liking it more and more, to have some time to get chores done before the younger kids go to school. This morning I managed to straighten out 4 kitchen cupboards and a drawer, it makes me feel like I accomplished something immediately.
Brynna meanwhile has become quite used to her new twice daily walks to bring Kai and Saskia to school. It's as if she can tell time! She'll start jumping and panting right around the time we're supposed to leave, both in the morning and the afternoon! This afternoon, I was actually planning on getting the kids by car, as we had to head off right away, but Brynna's enthusiasm about the walk made me leash her anyway and walk instead. I think the special attention of the walk helps the rest of her behavior too, as she's not whining about food, water or going out nearly as much these days.
After taking the kids to school I headed off to the gym and thankfully met friends to talk during the workout, which, as always made it seem over with way faster! Then some groceries at Shoppers Food Warehouse next door. I'm trying to slip some vitamins and breakfast into Saskia by offering her Ovaltine. She refuses to eat anything for breakfast and I figure drinking chocolate milk fortified with vitamins is at least something. I hate the thought of her sitting in her class with a practicallly empty stomach! I've tried just about everything, but I think she's like me, her throat doesn't "open up" until an hour or so after waking up.
After the kids got out of school, we went to the opening of Rick's new office. It was a grand affair and Rick had worked hard on getting everything together in time, all the connections and wiring and electronics, he's a true wizard at it. It was fun to hear everyone speak so highly of him! It made my wife's heart swell with pride :).
Governor Warner of Virginia did the official opening and by the time the kids and I arrived that was all over and done with. But Katja wanted to see if the governor was still there and we were lucky, he was just about to leave, but I introduced the kids to him and then he suggested to have a picture taken. I'll have to email his photographer for a copy. Katja was so excited to have met the governor, she told everyone that wanted to hear about it :).
At 6 we rushed home, as we had to be at the kids' school at 7 for Back to School night. We quickly got the kids Mickey D's, bad, bad parents that we are! But there really was no time for anything else. Katja made me feel slightly better about it by getting a salad there.
The Back to School night was fun. We missed the little session with all the politicians, the principal and whoever else doing their talks and went straight to the classrooms. Both kids had made things for us, Saskia had a mystery paper with the color of her hair (orange :)) and eyes (green) and we had to guess who she was. She has a fun teacher, who really loves to teach first grade, it's quite obvious.
Kai in fifth grade rotates among 3 teachers for math, science and social studies. His homeroom teacher is a really nice lady, I had a long talk with her on the field trip last week. His fourth grade teacher has him for math and she was telling me just how smart he is, but that he kind of keeps it hidden. This is what I like about this school, because that's exactly the case! Kai is a GT student, but we didn't send him to the special center, because he hates doing homework and we envisioned 4 years of struggle over that. Some might argue we're not doing him a favor by "giving in", but I firmly believe, that a child should enjoy school and he does. He wouldn't if he would have to work on hours and hours of homework. We do extra stuff at home and he's in the pull out GT program at school, but that's all stuff he enjoys doing. Anyway, it's fun to see how well the teachers read the children.
Now we're about to eat dinner at 9:30pm, yawn! But it was a fun day!
Brynna meanwhile has become quite used to her new twice daily walks to bring Kai and Saskia to school. It's as if she can tell time! She'll start jumping and panting right around the time we're supposed to leave, both in the morning and the afternoon! This afternoon, I was actually planning on getting the kids by car, as we had to head off right away, but Brynna's enthusiasm about the walk made me leash her anyway and walk instead. I think the special attention of the walk helps the rest of her behavior too, as she's not whining about food, water or going out nearly as much these days.
After taking the kids to school I headed off to the gym and thankfully met friends to talk during the workout, which, as always made it seem over with way faster! Then some groceries at Shoppers Food Warehouse next door. I'm trying to slip some vitamins and breakfast into Saskia by offering her Ovaltine. She refuses to eat anything for breakfast and I figure drinking chocolate milk fortified with vitamins is at least something. I hate the thought of her sitting in her class with a practicallly empty stomach! I've tried just about everything, but I think she's like me, her throat doesn't "open up" until an hour or so after waking up.
After the kids got out of school, we went to the opening of Rick's new office. It was a grand affair and Rick had worked hard on getting everything together in time, all the connections and wiring and electronics, he's a true wizard at it. It was fun to hear everyone speak so highly of him! It made my wife's heart swell with pride :).
Governor Warner of Virginia did the official opening and by the time the kids and I arrived that was all over and done with. But Katja wanted to see if the governor was still there and we were lucky, he was just about to leave, but I introduced the kids to him and then he suggested to have a picture taken. I'll have to email his photographer for a copy. Katja was so excited to have met the governor, she told everyone that wanted to hear about it :).
At 6 we rushed home, as we had to be at the kids' school at 7 for Back to School night. We quickly got the kids Mickey D's, bad, bad parents that we are! But there really was no time for anything else. Katja made me feel slightly better about it by getting a salad there.
The Back to School night was fun. We missed the little session with all the politicians, the principal and whoever else doing their talks and went straight to the classrooms. Both kids had made things for us, Saskia had a mystery paper with the color of her hair (orange :)) and eyes (green) and we had to guess who she was. She has a fun teacher, who really loves to teach first grade, it's quite obvious.
Kai in fifth grade rotates among 3 teachers for math, science and social studies. His homeroom teacher is a really nice lady, I had a long talk with her on the field trip last week. His fourth grade teacher has him for math and she was telling me just how smart he is, but that he kind of keeps it hidden. This is what I like about this school, because that's exactly the case! Kai is a GT student, but we didn't send him to the special center, because he hates doing homework and we envisioned 4 years of struggle over that. Some might argue we're not doing him a favor by "giving in", but I firmly believe, that a child should enjoy school and he does. He wouldn't if he would have to work on hours and hours of homework. We do extra stuff at home and he's in the pull out GT program at school, but that's all stuff he enjoys doing. Anyway, it's fun to see how well the teachers read the children.
Now we're about to eat dinner at 9:30pm, yawn! But it was a fun day!
Wednesday, September 18, 2002
A gorgeous day today! I had to get up early with Katja, as Rick was gone before dawn for a presentation downtown. Katja leaves at 6:55 and so I had a whole 35 mins before I had to wake the younger ones up. Hey, maybe enough time to get the refrigerator (which was admittedly gross!) cleaned out. So I started on that and by the time I had to walk them to school, I had a sparkling clean refrigerator. What a feeling of accomplishment that was!
I had a super workout and personal training session and then went to Fresh Fields for some more of the fresh cheese (yogurt like with fruit flavors) that Kai and Saskia love. And of course, I had to get myself one of their great salads for lunch.
For once there was nowhere to go this afternoon, so I took pictures of a beautiful butterfly on our bushes. I put my butterfly and other insect pics on my Webshots page, under butterflies and insects. Then I walked Brynna to the school to pick up the kids.
Parker (our neighbor's son) and Saskia play so well these days! They pretend all kinds of stuff while playing house, very cute! They can't wait to see each other after school, Parker is in Kindergarten and Saskia in first grade. I hope the friendship lasts, I think a boy-girl friendship is quite cool!
Tonight, Kai and Rick went to Kai's first scouting meeting. I have mixed feelings about the Boy Scouts, but more about that later as it's late.
I had a super workout and personal training session and then went to Fresh Fields for some more of the fresh cheese (yogurt like with fruit flavors) that Kai and Saskia love. And of course, I had to get myself one of their great salads for lunch.
For once there was nowhere to go this afternoon, so I took pictures of a beautiful butterfly on our bushes. I put my butterfly and other insect pics on my Webshots page, under butterflies and insects. Then I walked Brynna to the school to pick up the kids.
Parker (our neighbor's son) and Saskia play so well these days! They pretend all kinds of stuff while playing house, very cute! They can't wait to see each other after school, Parker is in Kindergarten and Saskia in first grade. I hope the friendship lasts, I think a boy-girl friendship is quite cool!
Tonight, Kai and Rick went to Kai's first scouting meeting. I have mixed feelings about the Boy Scouts, but more about that later as it's late.
Tuesday, September 17, 2002
It's been a hectic week! I'm not going to go over every day, no energy.
I saw my mother last on Saturday and now have no idea when I'll see her again, she left yesterday afternoon forever. Very weird feeling. She didn't say goodbye to any of us, really, just to my dad.
Last night was a difficult night. It's hard to grasp, that someone we saw daily and with whom we traveled and had great times together, changed so much over the course of a year and just eliminated her husband, children and grandchildren from her life.
I keep telling the children, that, even if I live to be a hundred, I'll always be their *mother*. That task, or even gift, won't magically be over when they're adults and I'm 62 or whatever age. I vow to be the best grandmother my grandchildren could wish for. I'm writing this down, black and white, because I want to be able to refer to it again.
I had to re-affirm today for myself, what it means to be a mother and grandmother. I know my own mother does not correspond to the descriptions, but I swear I will! I will not be perfect, but I'll work darned hard at it! I looked up some poems that speak to me about this subject and I'm posting them here for my blog tonight. I'm mourning my mother, I know she is not dead, but as of yesterday, she has chosen a new family and life as we knew it with her will never be again.
The first 2 poems are about the Mother I hope to be and the third about the way my own Grandmother (from father's side) was and how I hope to be a Grandmother some day.
Mother.......
When you're a child she walks before you,
To set an example.
When you're a teenager she walks behind you
To be there should you need her.
When you're an adult she walks beside you
So that as two friends you can enjoy life together..
- Author Unknown.
A Mother's Love
There are times when only a Mother's love
Can understand our tears,
Can soothe our disappoints
And calm all of our fears.
There are times when only a Mother's love
Can share the joy we feel
When something we've dreamed about
Quite suddenly is real.
There are times when only a Mother's faith
Can help us on life's way
And inspire in us the confidence
We need from day to day.
For a Mother's heart and a Mother's faith
And a Mother's steadfast love
Were fashioned by the Angels
And sent from God above...
- Author Unknown.
GRANDMOTHER'S TALENT
A grandmother has a special talent-
She always knows just what to do
To make her grandchildren happy
And to show she loves them, too.
At the family get-togethers,
She's the first person to look for-
She can entertain small children for hours,
And they always keep asking for more.
You can tell when a grandmother's teasing
By the twinkle that shines in her eyes-
She's an expert at settling problems,
For she's loving, patient and wise.
Her grandchildren always admire her,
Even when they are grown-
They always feel proud and happy
To claim Grandmother as their own!
~By Mary Dawson Hughes~
I saw my mother last on Saturday and now have no idea when I'll see her again, she left yesterday afternoon forever. Very weird feeling. She didn't say goodbye to any of us, really, just to my dad.
Last night was a difficult night. It's hard to grasp, that someone we saw daily and with whom we traveled and had great times together, changed so much over the course of a year and just eliminated her husband, children and grandchildren from her life.
I keep telling the children, that, even if I live to be a hundred, I'll always be their *mother*. That task, or even gift, won't magically be over when they're adults and I'm 62 or whatever age. I vow to be the best grandmother my grandchildren could wish for. I'm writing this down, black and white, because I want to be able to refer to it again.
I had to re-affirm today for myself, what it means to be a mother and grandmother. I know my own mother does not correspond to the descriptions, but I swear I will! I will not be perfect, but I'll work darned hard at it! I looked up some poems that speak to me about this subject and I'm posting them here for my blog tonight. I'm mourning my mother, I know she is not dead, but as of yesterday, she has chosen a new family and life as we knew it with her will never be again.
The first 2 poems are about the Mother I hope to be and the third about the way my own Grandmother (from father's side) was and how I hope to be a Grandmother some day.
Mother.......
When you're a child she walks before you,
To set an example.
When you're a teenager she walks behind you
To be there should you need her.
When you're an adult she walks beside you
So that as two friends you can enjoy life together..
- Author Unknown.
A Mother's Love
There are times when only a Mother's love
Can understand our tears,
Can soothe our disappoints
And calm all of our fears.
There are times when only a Mother's love
Can share the joy we feel
When something we've dreamed about
Quite suddenly is real.
There are times when only a Mother's faith
Can help us on life's way
And inspire in us the confidence
We need from day to day.
For a Mother's heart and a Mother's faith
And a Mother's steadfast love
Were fashioned by the Angels
And sent from God above...
- Author Unknown.
GRANDMOTHER'S TALENT
A grandmother has a special talent-
She always knows just what to do
To make her grandchildren happy
And to show she loves them, too.
At the family get-togethers,
She's the first person to look for-
She can entertain small children for hours,
And they always keep asking for more.
You can tell when a grandmother's teasing
By the twinkle that shines in her eyes-
She's an expert at settling problems,
For she's loving, patient and wise.
Her grandchildren always admire her,
Even when they are grown-
They always feel proud and happy
To claim Grandmother as their own!
~By Mary Dawson Hughes~
Wednesday, September 11, 2002
Ok, I need to recount my memories of September 11th, 2001. Of course, I had just celebrated my 40th birthday, blissfully unaware of the atrocities that would be committed the next day.
I sometimes think of that, how ironic, that on my 40th birthday we could still accompany guests to the gate of their flight, we rarely heard fighter jets flying over, we didn't have to be at airports 2 hours in advance and then still barely make it, we didn't have to listen to the media speculate what and where the next terror attack may take place, worrying they're giving these bandits an awful lot of good ideas! The World Trade Center was still just that, a building to go up in and look out over New York, 2800+ people were still alive, a group of little kids was still looking forward to their trip to Los Angeles. "Ground Zero" was still a term to be used in case of a nuclear war. And much more!
What a difference a day makes! During the night of the 10th, I had gotten sick, something I ate, I guess. I was in no state to take care of children the next morning, so Rick canceled his appointment at the Pentagon to help take the kids to school. This saved us numerous hours of worry or worse, as it turned out.
When he got back from dropping the children off, he came running upstairs and said: "If you ever saw a towering inferno, watch this!" and turned on NBC news. As we were watching the coverage of the first tower in flames, we witnessed the second plane hitting the other tower. It didn't register. In shocked horror we kept watching, unable to tear ourselves away. Then the announcer stopped mid sentence and said they were going to Washington. I'll never forget Jim Miklazevski's words: "I don't want to alarm anyone, but I just felt this building shake."
About an hour later, when all planes should have been grounded, but word had not come yet of the 4th hijacked plane, I heard a plane above our house. I never felt as scared as I did then!
My father was working in Washington at the time the Pentagon plane hit and it took hours for him to contact us or get home. We knew he was nowhere near the Pentagon, but we couldn't imagine what people who had loved ones in the Pentagon must have felt!
I called the school to ask if we could get the children. We were told the superintendent had determined it would not benefit the children to be taken out early and were advised to leave them at school. In retrospect, we should have gotten at least the oldest, as classmates were picked up by their parents and at such rates, that the kids started thinking worse things had happened than the actual events.
Reacting to the call of unity, we all went to the flag stores the next days and got flags for the house and the cars. Somehow that felt right.
We also drove by the Pentagon site. We just needed to see it and feel the reality of it, hard to explain.
For a week or so after the attacks, I was not able to eat or sleep. I kept wondering what would happen next, was I going to see my children rot away with smallpox? Were we all going to die a nasty chemical gas death? I was consumed with worry and couldn't live anywhere near a normal life.
I went to see my doctor, who advised me to turn off the tv. I listened, it helped. But not enough. I needed an event, that would show me, that fate is just that, that we can't control what will happen to us, even if we would desperately like to.
This event unfortunately came with a tornado not too far away in Maryland. The car of two college students was picked up by the tornado and slammed down, killing both girls. Strangely enough, this tragedy snapped me out of my all consuming worries. I realized, that these girls had been just as worried about what would happen next and here their lives ended in a totally unrelated event.
My friend invited me to attend her bible study. I'm not practicing religious, but always very interested in the history of the bible. So I went and for the first reading, one of the verses read: "Who of you, by worrying, added a single hour to his life" (Matthew) I recall that simple sentence anytime I feel the worries taking over. It's quite simply the truth. Whatever happens, we won't be able to change it. So in the past year my main focus has been to enjoy everything I have, the love I enjoy from the kids and Rick, the beauty of nature, the volunteering the schools, the deepening of existing friendships and creating new friendships. All that makes life worth living, no matter what tomorrow brings.
Tonight, I'm remembering those that fell one year ago. I am grateful to them, they showed me just how important the little things in life are. And I hope their families find comfort in the knowledge that so many people all over the country think about them today.
I sometimes think of that, how ironic, that on my 40th birthday we could still accompany guests to the gate of their flight, we rarely heard fighter jets flying over, we didn't have to be at airports 2 hours in advance and then still barely make it, we didn't have to listen to the media speculate what and where the next terror attack may take place, worrying they're giving these bandits an awful lot of good ideas! The World Trade Center was still just that, a building to go up in and look out over New York, 2800+ people were still alive, a group of little kids was still looking forward to their trip to Los Angeles. "Ground Zero" was still a term to be used in case of a nuclear war. And much more!
What a difference a day makes! During the night of the 10th, I had gotten sick, something I ate, I guess. I was in no state to take care of children the next morning, so Rick canceled his appointment at the Pentagon to help take the kids to school. This saved us numerous hours of worry or worse, as it turned out.
When he got back from dropping the children off, he came running upstairs and said: "If you ever saw a towering inferno, watch this!" and turned on NBC news. As we were watching the coverage of the first tower in flames, we witnessed the second plane hitting the other tower. It didn't register. In shocked horror we kept watching, unable to tear ourselves away. Then the announcer stopped mid sentence and said they were going to Washington. I'll never forget Jim Miklazevski's words: "I don't want to alarm anyone, but I just felt this building shake."
About an hour later, when all planes should have been grounded, but word had not come yet of the 4th hijacked plane, I heard a plane above our house. I never felt as scared as I did then!
My father was working in Washington at the time the Pentagon plane hit and it took hours for him to contact us or get home. We knew he was nowhere near the Pentagon, but we couldn't imagine what people who had loved ones in the Pentagon must have felt!
I called the school to ask if we could get the children. We were told the superintendent had determined it would not benefit the children to be taken out early and were advised to leave them at school. In retrospect, we should have gotten at least the oldest, as classmates were picked up by their parents and at such rates, that the kids started thinking worse things had happened than the actual events.
Reacting to the call of unity, we all went to the flag stores the next days and got flags for the house and the cars. Somehow that felt right.
We also drove by the Pentagon site. We just needed to see it and feel the reality of it, hard to explain.
For a week or so after the attacks, I was not able to eat or sleep. I kept wondering what would happen next, was I going to see my children rot away with smallpox? Were we all going to die a nasty chemical gas death? I was consumed with worry and couldn't live anywhere near a normal life.
I went to see my doctor, who advised me to turn off the tv. I listened, it helped. But not enough. I needed an event, that would show me, that fate is just that, that we can't control what will happen to us, even if we would desperately like to.
This event unfortunately came with a tornado not too far away in Maryland. The car of two college students was picked up by the tornado and slammed down, killing both girls. Strangely enough, this tragedy snapped me out of my all consuming worries. I realized, that these girls had been just as worried about what would happen next and here their lives ended in a totally unrelated event.
My friend invited me to attend her bible study. I'm not practicing religious, but always very interested in the history of the bible. So I went and for the first reading, one of the verses read: "Who of you, by worrying, added a single hour to his life" (Matthew) I recall that simple sentence anytime I feel the worries taking over. It's quite simply the truth. Whatever happens, we won't be able to change it. So in the past year my main focus has been to enjoy everything I have, the love I enjoy from the kids and Rick, the beauty of nature, the volunteering the schools, the deepening of existing friendships and creating new friendships. All that makes life worth living, no matter what tomorrow brings.
Tonight, I'm remembering those that fell one year ago. I am grateful to them, they showed me just how important the little things in life are. And I hope their families find comfort in the knowledge that so many people all over the country think about them today.
In honor of the remembrance of September 11th, 2001, I'm posting a poem here that Katja wrote last year:
The Things They Did To Me
1 Thing they did to me,
Was make me see,
That the USA is stronger
Than they'll ever be
Another thing they did to me
Was make me see
How horrible and sad
And dangerous and mad
This world can be
I wish I didn't have to know
That people can go
As far as the events of September 11
To send innocent people to heaven
The Things They Did To Me
1 Thing they did to me,
Was make me see,
That the USA is stronger
Than they'll ever be
Another thing they did to me
Was make me see
How horrible and sad
And dangerous and mad
This world can be
I wish I didn't have to know
That people can go
As far as the events of September 11
To send innocent people to heaven
Ok, here I am, freshly 41 ;). I liked 40 much better as a number, but I guess it will have to do. Yesterday, after a strenuous workout, Christine took me out to lunch at Artie's, a fun local restaurant. I have to admit I haven't exactly been watching my diet lately :-O!
Then, when the kids got home, the girls and I had a manicure, Saskia's first ever. And Katja got her nails done red, white and blue with the letters USA on the 3 middle fingers.
I got a lot of phone calls, cards and ecards, so I felt very celebrated. For dinner we went to my favorite restaurant Renaissance Cafe and had a good time with the 5 of us.
Today is the eleventh of September. I slept terribly last night, waking up at 1:30am and not able to get back to sleep :(. So I was supertired. I was worried, even though I didn't want to admit it, that something bad would happen again today. Living so close to DC doesn't make one feel very safe in these instances!
I had purposely signed up to chaperone a field trip for Kai's fifth grade class to go to the International Children's Festival at Wolftrap, the only national park that's devoted to the performing arts in the country. It was a wonderful performance of dancers from China, Korea, Bolivia and Armenia and at the end, the county supervisor and school superintendent led the children in singing "America the Beautiful".
I'm really glad I went! After I got myself a quick lunch at Fresh Fields, Christine came over and we went for a long walk with Brynna, to the dogpark. But when we got there, Brynna was already so exhausted, she just laid down and panted. I guess I need to exercise her more!
As far as the remembrance of September 11, 2001 goes, I have been thinking about how I felt that day, all day. The total fear, the worry for the future, it all kept me from eating and sleeping for at least a week, until my doctor told me to turn the tv's off. I really do think that the media have too much influence on our daily lives. It's hard to get away from them, too. Today I managed fairly well.
This day will never be a normal day for me again, I realized today. Nor will my birthday ever be the celebration it was, there will always be a shadow...
Then, when the kids got home, the girls and I had a manicure, Saskia's first ever. And Katja got her nails done red, white and blue with the letters USA on the 3 middle fingers.
I got a lot of phone calls, cards and ecards, so I felt very celebrated. For dinner we went to my favorite restaurant Renaissance Cafe and had a good time with the 5 of us.
Today is the eleventh of September. I slept terribly last night, waking up at 1:30am and not able to get back to sleep :(. So I was supertired. I was worried, even though I didn't want to admit it, that something bad would happen again today. Living so close to DC doesn't make one feel very safe in these instances!
I had purposely signed up to chaperone a field trip for Kai's fifth grade class to go to the International Children's Festival at Wolftrap, the only national park that's devoted to the performing arts in the country. It was a wonderful performance of dancers from China, Korea, Bolivia and Armenia and at the end, the county supervisor and school superintendent led the children in singing "America the Beautiful".
I'm really glad I went! After I got myself a quick lunch at Fresh Fields, Christine came over and we went for a long walk with Brynna, to the dogpark. But when we got there, Brynna was already so exhausted, she just laid down and panted. I guess I need to exercise her more!
As far as the remembrance of September 11, 2001 goes, I have been thinking about how I felt that day, all day. The total fear, the worry for the future, it all kept me from eating and sleeping for at least a week, until my doctor told me to turn the tv's off. I really do think that the media have too much influence on our daily lives. It's hard to get away from them, too. Today I managed fairly well.
This day will never be a normal day for me again, I realized today. Nor will my birthday ever be the celebration it was, there will always be a shadow...
Monday, September 09, 2002
I'm exhausted today and have lots of pain in my leg. The emotions of the weekend probably got to me.
Not a long blog entry today, just a few important things I don't want to forget:
1) I'm turning 41 tomorrow and I always thought I'd hate to be so "old". Truly, despite all the stuff going on with my parents, this is the best time of my life. I'm having fun, I'm loving my family and my friends and genuinely am happy.
2) Today is my anniversary of becoming an American citizen. I swore allegiance to the United States of American on 9/9/99, a fun date, too. I'm proud to be an American!
3) Though September 11th will be a tense day, I should not forget that it's my sister and brother-in-law's third wedding anniversary, their wedding date was 9/11/1999. They are now blessed with a beautiful little boy. So the date does not just stand for ugly deeds, thankfully!
Not a long blog entry today, just a few important things I don't want to forget:
1) I'm turning 41 tomorrow and I always thought I'd hate to be so "old". Truly, despite all the stuff going on with my parents, this is the best time of my life. I'm having fun, I'm loving my family and my friends and genuinely am happy.
2) Today is my anniversary of becoming an American citizen. I swore allegiance to the United States of American on 9/9/99, a fun date, too. I'm proud to be an American!
3) Though September 11th will be a tense day, I should not forget that it's my sister and brother-in-law's third wedding anniversary, their wedding date was 9/11/1999. They are now blessed with a beautiful little boy. So the date does not just stand for ugly deeds, thankfully!
Saturday, September 07, 2002
Highly necessary after the past few days:
Five things that have made me happy:
1) When I told Kai last night before bed "Thank you for being you" (I sometimes say this to the kids), he answered "Thank *you* for being *you*, so I can be *me*". It was just so wonderful of a statement.
2) Photographing a bunch of beautiful butterflies this afternoon, nature sure has quite a palette!
3) When I saw Rick dressed in his workout clothes today, to go to the gym with me and endure my griping about my mother, even though I know he is not fond of talking while exercising.
4) When Rick came home with a computer program that teaches Dutch for him and the kids to use. It's so special they all make such an effort to speak *my* language!
5) Talking to my brother and sister and feeling their love and support and knowing that, even if my mom is lost to our family, we won't fall apart, my dad and my siblings and nieces and nephews will still be there and care just as much.
Five things that have made me happy:
1) When I told Kai last night before bed "Thank you for being you" (I sometimes say this to the kids), he answered "Thank *you* for being *you*, so I can be *me*". It was just so wonderful of a statement.
2) Photographing a bunch of beautiful butterflies this afternoon, nature sure has quite a palette!
3) When I saw Rick dressed in his workout clothes today, to go to the gym with me and endure my griping about my mother, even though I know he is not fond of talking while exercising.
4) When Rick came home with a computer program that teaches Dutch for him and the kids to use. It's so special they all make such an effort to speak *my* language!
5) Talking to my brother and sister and feeling their love and support and knowing that, even if my mom is lost to our family, we won't fall apart, my dad and my siblings and nieces and nephews will still be there and care just as much.
It's been an emotional few days, since my mother came back from the Netherlands. I don't really feel like telling the whole story here again, as I'm sure it will stick in my memory forever. But I'll have to get used to life without a mother, so much is clear.
On Thursday, Christine and I went to the National Gallery of Art to get our minds off everything going on with our respective families (how did two people meet that have so much in common with each other? Coincidence? I think not!). Her mother has totally gone off the deep end and mine is not far behind, if not there already. Same background, same personality disorder, how creepy is that?
Anyway, the Gallery was great, quiet, serene, beautiful works of art and a wonderful little restaurant with a scrumptious buffet. Ah, that's the life!
On Friday I kept busy with workout, massage and haircut and meanwhile tried to mentally deal with the blows coming out of my parental home.
Today was similar. Rick was very sweet to go work out with me as I really needed a companion today. Besides that I mainly took pictures of all the different butterflies in our yard. So far, I identified the Eastern Tiger Swallowtail (plentiful), the American Lady, the black female Eastern Tiger Swallowtailand the Great Spangled Fritillary . Some of the pictures turned out great as you can see!
On Thursday, Christine and I went to the National Gallery of Art to get our minds off everything going on with our respective families (how did two people meet that have so much in common with each other? Coincidence? I think not!). Her mother has totally gone off the deep end and mine is not far behind, if not there already. Same background, same personality disorder, how creepy is that?
Anyway, the Gallery was great, quiet, serene, beautiful works of art and a wonderful little restaurant with a scrumptious buffet. Ah, that's the life!
On Friday I kept busy with workout, massage and haircut and meanwhile tried to mentally deal with the blows coming out of my parental home.
Today was similar. Rick was very sweet to go work out with me as I really needed a companion today. Besides that I mainly took pictures of all the different butterflies in our yard. So far, I identified the Eastern Tiger Swallowtail (plentiful), the American Lady, the black female Eastern Tiger Swallowtailand the Great Spangled Fritillary . Some of the pictures turned out great as you can see!
Wednesday, September 04, 2002
And the schoolyear has started! First we had a wonderful day at the Renaissance Festival in Maryland on Monday. We brought Katja's friend Meghan and Kai's friend Nick with us. The boys really enjoyed the Torture museum (as did Katja, Meghan and Saskia stayed out) and the Unnatural History museum. We ate the wonderful food there, like sweet potato fries, fry ribbons, soup in a bread bowl and fried pickle (my personal favorite).
It's just always a lot of fun that festival. I didn't get a chance to shop much, so I definitely want to go again this season (it goes through mid-October).
My dad came along as well and we all ate dinner at the Renaissance Cafe nearby, a wonderful restaurant and appropriately named ;).
Yesterday was the first day of school! We got up at 6am, to get Katja ready for her bus at 7am. We were the only parents at the busstop, which kind of surprised me. But then I realized all the other kids had older siblings. Still, I'm fairly certain I will wait with Kai and Saskia as well.
Then we walked Kai and Saskia to their classes and took first day of school pictures. I went off to the gym, did a very tough class with Claudia (we both felt we were getting quite a workout! I guess the machines are good, but you do get used to them and the classes use muscles I didn't even know I had!).
After class and shower, quickly back to the school to help Saskia through her first lunch. She only needed me for about 10 minutes so I left and ate lunch at home (the school lunches just don't appeal to me!!).
On the first day of school our tradition is, that I get brightly colored poster board and stickers and shape that into a large cone, which I then fill with snacks and school supplies to make the homework more fun. I thought maybe Katja would feel too old for it now, but nothing was further from the truth! So I went and picked them all up with the huge cones in my arms.
Christine and I managed to get a manicure/pedicure in somewhere in between as well and I cooked dinner (fajita's) for the first time in a long time! I was utterly exhausted last night, as were the kids!
It's just always a lot of fun that festival. I didn't get a chance to shop much, so I definitely want to go again this season (it goes through mid-October).
My dad came along as well and we all ate dinner at the Renaissance Cafe nearby, a wonderful restaurant and appropriately named ;).
Yesterday was the first day of school! We got up at 6am, to get Katja ready for her bus at 7am. We were the only parents at the busstop, which kind of surprised me. But then I realized all the other kids had older siblings. Still, I'm fairly certain I will wait with Kai and Saskia as well.
Then we walked Kai and Saskia to their classes and took first day of school pictures. I went off to the gym, did a very tough class with Claudia (we both felt we were getting quite a workout! I guess the machines are good, but you do get used to them and the classes use muscles I didn't even know I had!).
After class and shower, quickly back to the school to help Saskia through her first lunch. She only needed me for about 10 minutes so I left and ate lunch at home (the school lunches just don't appeal to me!!).
On the first day of school our tradition is, that I get brightly colored poster board and stickers and shape that into a large cone, which I then fill with snacks and school supplies to make the homework more fun. I thought maybe Katja would feel too old for it now, but nothing was further from the truth! So I went and picked them all up with the huge cones in my arms.
Christine and I managed to get a manicure/pedicure in somewhere in between as well and I cooked dinner (fajita's) for the first time in a long time! I was utterly exhausted last night, as were the kids!
