There's No Irony Here

I am such a big dork: I'm sitting here with tears all over my face from watching the finale of The Celebrity Apprentice just now on my DVR. Not from the show or its outcome, of course, but from the segments on the charities and the good work they do. I may not be the greatest person ever, but I am always touched by a human (or animal, or environmental) need and mankind's ability to step forward and try to fill it.

What really worked me up was hearing about Trace Adkins' six-year-old daughter (hey, I have one of those!) with severe food allergies and how quickly she could be killed by coming into contact with the wrong thing.  It reminded me how thankful I am - and should be - that my three children are healthy and free of allergies or any other major life-threatening ailments, and God willing, I hope they remain so.  I was thinking of all the times I have brought food into Jack and Chloë's classrooms and how easy it would be for another child in their schools to be harmed by consuming the wrong ingredients. It was a good reminder to be very vigilant in this regard, and I am thankful for it.

Of course, the other charity was the Intrepid Fallen Heroes Fund, and I was also moved by the American soldiers they showed who have sustained severe, life-altering injuries as a result of the fighting in Iraq, Afghanistan and elsewhere. The main thing that served to bring to mind, however, was how pointless this stupid war is and how we need to get out of the Middle East. JMHO, of course, but having a husband who could go over there any time brings out strong feelings. Enough about that; this is definitely not a political blog!

So, you already saw the results from the Sears shoot, where we spent the majority of our daylight hours. Stephanie was so thoughtful to come out and help me control the kids, keep them happy, and give me good company for that and lunch afterward.

We had pizza in the food court, and I could not cut it up into pieces for the kids. They still don't eat pizza "grown-up style," but in the end, they all managed just fine. And the kiddo who ate the most of all? None other than Master Jack. It's always good to see him eat; every calorie counts.

I forgot to mention the - how many? 700th? - stop at the mall yesterday: I tried, once again, to give blood at the Red Cross Donation Center there. I have failed the last three or four times, because of my low iron. Well, I've been taking my iron pills every night, so I was all gung-ho to give it another go. Do you know what? I failed again. What the? I was so disappointed. They insisted on giving me the shirt this time, even though I tried to refuse it. They even checked my haemoglobin levels twice.  It wasn't as low this time, but it was still below the mark. Son of a gun.

Anyway, I was going to make the kids take their naps as soon as we got home, since they were all Cranky McCrankypants at the mall, and Jack fell asleep in the car on the way home, but then I found out Rob was on his way home from work. I told them they could stay up until Daddy got home. Well, instead of sitting around doing nothing, just waiting for Daddy when it was 75 nice degrees outside, I told them they could fetch their waterguns and fill them up.

We had a great time shooting water all over each other outside. Chloë would go inside and refill them each time they were emptied, and we got about four good rounds of water out at each other, the cars, and the bumblebee visiting our 'garden.' (I don't know what he found so interesting in that desolate land, but he's stuck around for about three days now!) Daddy came home and refused to get wet. I don't know why, I love being wet outside when it's hot out - but that's him and whatever he wants... fine.

I asked him how he was feeling today, and he swept me into his arms, kissed me for about a full minute - or more - and made me swoon. "Does that answer your question?" he asked. Well! I guess so! Too bad it's the wrong week to do anything about it, winkwinkwinkwinkwink. TMI?

I pulled out my new knitting pattern and made the hat first, as I wanted a quickie project to do. No pictures today; my camera just plain needed a rest. It's a cute project that will go fast. I'll show you tomorrow.

Right now, though, I need to do some cleaning up. Steph's coming over to watch the kids in the morning during my pre-op appointment, and since Barb didn't come on Wednesday, well, something needs to be done about Hurricane Odette and that falls on me!

Happy Friday.

Fin.