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Yes, that was me, the insane woman who had her tan minivan windows wide open, radio blaring, as she swatted at a dozen Drosophilidae, trying madly to get them to fly OUT through the window. I was feeling particularly charitable by not automatically squashing them. I hadn't even yet had my coffee.
Such safe driving. Stupid flies. Made it look like I was waving my hands like I just didn't care.
Another gratuitous opportunity to post another danceable tune:
*****Have I ever told you that I can't draw a straight line if my life depended on it? Unlike the rest of my family (Dad, sister, brother, and now I found out my Mom as well, since she started taking watercolour classes)... I don't have an artistic bone in my body. The one time I accompanied my sister to her interior design studio during an all nighter way back in our university days, to try to help? She asked me to cut a straight line. Fail. She sent me home.
I do, however, love original art. So what's a girl to do? Thank her lucky stars that she has a friend who is an artist.
Yes, I guess my cool factor shot up a bit. My good friend, super guy, fantastic father to two cutey-patootie (sp?) kids - who also happens to be married to someone with her own cool cred in the entertainment industry...is a true artist - Jonathan Dunkelman.
We had dinner at his place last weekend, and he shared his studio/man cave with us - the place where all the genius happens.
A number of years ago, we commissioned some portraits from Jonathan. We treasure these pieces, as they capture the essence of our kids at such a wonderful age, when they were really just starting to discover the world around them. Both kids were about 18 months old at the time of the paintings:
Jonathan has created some even more wonderful masterpieces since that time - I particularly love his landscapes. You can even see some of his work at the Art Gallery of Ontario, for sale or for rent. Be sure to check out his gallery.
Both kids were off sick from school this week. Back to school viruses - not out of the ordinary. So I worked from home. After picking up some files from the office, I stopped at Costco to get some cough syrup for the boy. The moms with coffee in hand, wearing trendy yoga pants, while pushing the carts full of Christmas decorations, groceries, fidgety children, whatever they could fit in there... and I realized that I had popped back into my former world. Just for those 15 minutes.
What a strange feeling it was. It wasn't that long ago that THAT mom -was me.
You know your kids have totally taken over when you end up spending $25 on elastic bands.
But they are pretty cute and kinda cool.
I'm going to Europe for work again - traveling on Sunday, yes, Thanksgiving weekend. So that's not so nice.
I've got a couple of presentations to work on and present while I'm there. And strangely, I'm not nervous.
That in itself, is pretty amazing too.
****Happy Thanksgiving to all my Canadian friends. Fantastic weekend to everyone.
(There's been a paucity of good material here of late. I've found a blog wave that I will have to join - 30 Days of Truth which I stumbled on at my friend Nancy's. Who linked to Adam's and Terra's. And so on, and so on... and I can't wait to get into "real" blogging again. Stay tuned.)