Where’s he been?

That line from Raising Arizona popped into my head when I starting writing this post. Remember that scene where relatives Gale and Evelle Snoats are visiting Hi and Earl H.I. and Ed and they read the sign that says “WELCOME HOME SON!” Then they turn to H.I. and Ed and say “Where’s he been?”  It always makes me laugh. What in that movie DOESN’T make me laugh? Such a classic. (Edited later: Many thanks to “Anonymous” who corrected names for me. I prefer to call him “my brother” though, instead of “Anonymous”, it just sounds better.)

I haven’t blogged in many moons. What can I say? I got sucked up into summer and any spare minute is spent doing nothing or everything. I have also felt extremely pedestrian and like nothing I’m doing could possibly be of any interest.

However, here I sit, ready to regale you with bits and pieces from the land of Suburbia. In a list, of course, which is what I seem to be doing lots of lately. List-making that is. I have 5 going right now with all of the things that must be done before we can leave for Asheville, NC on Wednesday. This family needs a good dose of Grammy and Bompie and to relax with the rest of our family. This town rules. It really is so fantastic. I’m looking forward to doing LOTS of nothing.

This summer I vowed to do more with the kids and I’m freaking exhausted. I have a love/hate relationship with summer. There are aspects of it I love: lazy days, more light, berries, swimming, picnics, having nothing that we HAVE to do, driveways drinks with my neighbors. But the part I fear and dread is being a full time camp counselor. And believe me people, I have been one this summer. And I think I’ve been a pretty freaking good one. I’m tired. Quite honestly, I’m tired of them being here all of the time. I’m tired of the house never really being clean because they are always here. I’m tired of not having one minute to myself, unless it is the time between when they go to bed and when I fall asleep, which is roughly 45 minutes, and no, that does not count as quality self time.

Rant over. I love my little sun kissed wombats. I really really do. But I wouldn’t be too terribly upset if the school called and said “Mrs. Provost, it’s an emergency! We need the children back immediately!”

Oh sure, I would fake disappointment for their sake, but inside I would be planning out my first few days of freedom.

Things that have been making me happy lately:

  • Peter. In all of his Peterness.Lovely small surprises sprinkled throughout a week can make one’s heart sing, you know? It’s the small things. 
  • sneaking out on my life one night last week alone, going to my fave joint for a black bean burger and then taking myself to see Midnight in Paris, which deserves a post of its own. I absolutely loved it. Combine my love of Paris with my love of literature, art and quirky creativity and voila: Midnight in Paris.
  • Mango popsicles
  • New Fleet Foxes
  • Deep breathing
  • Jon Stewart
  • the first few sips of a refreshing cranberry/vodka are unmatched after a sweaty, action packed day.
  • Meeting my most lovely mom to see the movie Beginners yesterday. I loved this as well. It was quiet and perhaps dragged a bit but I was along for the ride and enjoyed the story and creative filmmaking.
  • cows. I’ve come across a few recently and have melted. Fascinating creatures.
  • reveling in the awesomeness of my friend E’s new baby girls. Every time someone I love has a baby, it’s like I’ve never seen one before, like I haven’t had TWO myself! I am just in awe of a new little person fresh to the world. I’m also delighted at how it all just comes back to me…I think “Oh, I don’t know what to do with a teeny baby!” And then BAM! You’re in the thick of it: the holding, the diapering, the feeding, the burping. Just like riding a bike. Such a sweet time. Exhausting as hell, but sweet.
  • VEGGIES! I had an artichoke for dinner a few nights ago and Peter laughed at me because I just kept moaning about how good it was. And it was.  

6 comments:

Bree | June 27, 2011 at 2:38 PM

Oh babe! I've missed you and yer bloggity bloggness! "Better hurry it up, I'm in dutch with the wife. "

Anonymous | June 27, 2011 at 4:25 PM

"There's what's right and there's what's right and never the twain shall meet."
H.I. McDonnough
- It's H.I. and Ed not Earl and it isn't relatives visiting; it's Gale and Evelle Snoats who had just busted out of jail. Technically to be specific they released themselves on their own recognizance.

Emily | June 27, 2011 at 6:25 PM

Ok, I'm laughing. Hello "anonymous". You sound an AWFUL like my brother, A. In fact, I would put money on it.
Thank for you for the correction.
Much obliged.

"All right, ya hayseeds, it's a stick-up. Everybody freeze. Everybody down on the ground."

Emily | June 27, 2011 at 8:19 PM

Thanks for the note, Briggles. I miss your face!

Emily | June 27, 2011 at 10:46 PM

Oh Peter and his Peterness! Lovely.

EKJ | July 9, 2011 at 7:38 PM

H&S sure miss their Emmy! They are thrilled to have made your list of fabulousness. Come get some snuggles soon, we miss you.