I am home with Olivia today as she started throwing up last evening. I had to cancel my appearance at a trivia night at the high school. My team won without me, so there must not have been many pop culture questions! My faithful readers would be proud to know that I made a small (read: particle size) baby step last night with my phobia. I went upstairs when Thad was helping Olivia once while throwing up. I sort of watched from a far distance as her back was away from me. I know, I know, but those of you who really know me, get it. Maybe someday?
Anyway, I should be showering, but I haven't blogged in awhile. I really don't have much to say I guess. Lent is approaching next week. I am horrible about giving anything up. The kids are learning at religion that they should give up something. So far Ryan is giving up Powerade after hockey, and Kate is giving up something that I can't remember, but it's actually giving up something she doesn't like.
My suggestion this morning was that we ALL--as a family--give up Grandpa Wayne's medicine. Grandpa Wayne has a huge container of candy bars, suckers, etc, that we all pork out on. A few years ago, I told Kate she couldn't have any more candy. My dad said, "It's not candy, Bonnie, it's medicine." The name stuck. He comes over a few nights a week with his 'medicine' for us all. In the blink of an eye, I can snarf down six treats. Seriously. Kate said no way to my idea, but I am really going to push for this. I figure if we all can do it as a family, it would teach a lesson. Kate being the unique child she is said, "But that would be too hard to give up." I said, "Look what Jesus gave up for us?" That had zero effect on her.
As I continue to ramble, I have to reflect on something else I heard this week. While I was working out at Healthpros doing my circuit, I was on the horrific stair-stepper when I caught a few minutes of Oprah. The blip that I caught said that many couples spend, on average, only 12 minutes a day having a conversation. That resonated with me, because I can relate. I am embarrased to say that. Between work, kids, hockey, dance, church, and outside obligations, there are many days when Thad and I don't stop to just talk. How sad is that? That is something we need to work on.
If you are a couple who is good about taking the time for one another, I applaud you!