Thinking Thursday thoughts

And darkness was upon the face of the deep.  Or covering the morning sun.  But wow... it is dark in the morning!  I think this all changes on the weekend.  Then it'll be a LOT better!  It'll be deepest darkness about 20 minutes after the bus returns the MYP.  Late-fall.  Gotta love it.

He came home two days ago.  Son #1.  Said he just felt tired all day and then laid his weary head down on the island while he sat and picked at his after-school vittles.  Hmmm.  Not the son I know.  Within two hours he was fast asleep on the sofa with chills and a 101.5 fever.  So I had mother/son time yesterday.  And I loved it.  I love feeling his near-100 lbs. resting on my lap.  I love (kinda anyway) hearing about the gun that has bullets that spread apart to give you the best advantage when hunting.  And I love hearing the 'thank yous' when he is recovering and starving and no matter what you place in front of him, he devours it and says it is the best ever.

The Chairman got a flat tire coming home the other night.  His car has something called 'run flats'.  That means even though you have a flat tire, you can continue to drive on it for some time.  Why not make all tires like that and once they 'pop', you just keep going rather than paying $$$$ for replacements.  They don't ask me these questions.

Remember Mr. and Mrs. October?  Well Lisi was feeling pity over the utter grief that Mr. October was feeling since Mrs. October was already 'gone home'.  So he gave him the same treatment.  May they rest in peace.

Words with Friends is a dreadfully addicting game.  Unfortunately, I have eight games going right now.  Some I win.  Some I lose.  But I just can't help myself.  When the iPad 'dings', I just have to look and see who played what.  I'm hoping to wean myself back to about three games instead of eight.  I need less friends.

Speaking of friends.  I'm flying the coop.  This hen is off the nest and heading out to do this:

Or maybe not quite.  But I am meeting up with 'old' friends.  Actually, past roommates that I lived with.  We are going to have a weekend together.  A bit of shopping and a bit of exercise mixed with a lot of talking and a lot of eating.  Am I looking forward to it?  Of course!  Am I feeling an anxious twinge about leaving my family at home? Of course!  In the near-17 years of our marriage, I've never really done something like this before.  It's all new territory for me.  Maybe I'll like it and want to fly the coop once a month.  I doubt it.  You see the coop is where I roost.  I love the little flock coming under my wings for a touch or warmth or protection or the assurance that I'm still there.  I love being a mother hen.  I love the rooster.  And so I'll go and enjoy and be thankful that the coop is still here when I return.