Happy 7th blogiversary to me,
Crazy to think I have been blogging all these years.
wait, did I just call myself crazy?
A lot has changed in 7 years….
Sweet Wishy is no longer a junior in high school …
she's a Boston University graduate
and been working for a year already...
Colinboy is no longer in college…
he graduated from Berklee College of Music,
moved to Nashville and
plays bass for country artist, Dustin Lynch...
Big C is no longer in college…
she graduated from the University of Alabama,
moved to Atlanta,
and is marrying Austin, her college sweetheart,
in 11 days...
Duncandog is no longer …
This Kat has gotten 7 years older,
7 years wiser,
It happens to rhyme and also be true.
Today I am copying and pasting the blog I wrote on 9/13/2007.
When I first started writing, I rambled on..and on..
(much like you are doing now, Kat)
and never once posted a picture...
and never once posted a picture...
but I've come to realize that people
don't want to read blogarrhea...
their time is precious and limited.
So...feel free to skip over entire paragraphs...
that's what this Kat would do.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Tales of an Average Family of 5
What to do……..
Well, let’s see….My “to-do” list has lots of chores on it, clean the bathrooms, (the only time I wish I had 1 bathroom), go to the Stop and Shop, do the laundry. No thanks. I don’t want to do any of that. I find those chores irritating, but I guess that is the real meaning of chores, isn’t it? So here I sit thinking, “Hey, maybe I’ll start a blog and avoid doing any housework for a little while. Then maybe I'll feel inspired and get my rear in gear.”…..there’s always hope!
For some reason, I like writing online. I have three children and the two that are away at college have said that I am much more fun to talk to online (very interesting comment)…we’ll see if anyone out there agrees.
Another thing I like to do when I write online is to use dot, dot, dot, like this...For some reason, it seems like such a natural thing to do. It's a good segway...so I can change unrelated subjects...it's a way to think while I write….. kinda like a written “ummmmm”...and it gives people a chance to take a breath when they are reading. (You breathe when you read, don’t you?)
My name is Kathy-Anne or like my husband and friends call me, Kat. Actually, K-A-T were my initials before I was married…so I guess you would say it is a fitting nickname. I am still not sure why my parents gave me a double name….we were not from the south, unless you consider that Vermont is south of Canada. It also contains a hypen. How many names do that? Then there is the business of no middle name…….huh, what were they thinking? So, I like the name, Kat, although I do not have a cat. I don’t dislike cats, but I just don’t have one….I own a dog. His name is Duncan and is a Portuguese water dog. I don’t know how fitting the name Duncan is for a Portuguese water dog. My sister-in-law's family got a dog like ours and named him Magellan…now that makes sense….a Portuguese explorer….why couldn’t we have thought of that?
So it's the fall and the kids are back to school. I'm a stay-at-home mom on the brink of an empty nest. It is good that I have 3 kids that are spaced out over 5 and a half years, that way my nest doesn’t get dumped all at once.
My oldest child, Chelsea, is a senior in college (not wanting to graduate in May and join the real world….unless you are talking about the reality TV show.) She likes to think of herself as the boss of the kids…and the other two let her think she is. She has earned the name “Big C” given to her by her brother and his friends….she commands respect! She has also stated that she is the guinea pig kid child…she may have a point, but I go on record that we have never once caged Big C.
Colin is a sophomore in college. I call him Colinboy...it's just one of those family things that happen...probably from saying goodnight...remember Johnboy on the TV show, The Waltons? He loves playing his bass guitar and performing in bands. Colin has been referred to as “6 degrees of Colin". Colin seems to know many different people from many different circles, and if you don’t know him, he knows you….does that make any sense??? Okay, quickie story to give you an example…We, the family, were at a Red Sox game and I looked over and saw a man eating an enormous piece of meat, that looked something like a chicken or turkey bone….I’m talking the whole animal and it was very gross. Food was falling from his mouth and the grease was dripping from his face, that he didn’t even bother to wipe off. So being the immature mom that I can be …I say, “Colin, check that man out!” He looks and says, “Oh, I know him!” I say, “Come on Colin, how is that possible?” He replies "I’ve seen him at the Y….he goes to the same YMCA I do.” There you have it, enough said about Colinboy…he knows the random man aggressively eating a massive animal leg.
Then last but not least is Brianna. First of all, she does not like it when I write the 3 kids names and say “Chelsea, Colin and Brianna”…she insists I take the “and” out. I guess she feels like it makes her seem like an after thought, but I have to explain that it really distinguishes her and gives her the spot light that she so deserves! Our name for Brianna, other than Bri which the kids at school logically call her…..is Wish, Wishy, Sweet Wish, Wish Queen or Wish Queen of America! Okay, it is a little corny, but when she was really little, I would sing the Disney song “A dream is a wish your heart makes”…and then whisper good night “sweet wish”. Anyway, Wishy is a junior in High School and I am trying to hold onto her before she also leaves for college and leaves me to me!!
So those are my 3 kids, nicknames and all. And I do have a husband, Paul…I don’t have any cutesy nicknames for him like love bug, honey bear, or Sugams. I call him Pauly or PaulA, as a joke, because on his airline boarding passes his middle initial "A" is run together with his first name and people think it is PaulA….for some reason, I think this is funny! But, other times when he’s traveling, out on the road…(or flying) and he is stuck in airports with late hours, I call him Willy……you know, Willy Loman from Death of a Salesman. He's a great guy working hard. After all, he’s got 3 kids and a wife, who hates to do chores, to feed!
I should end now….I plan on sharing stories of everyday life from an average family and life as I see it (no major life issues solved here)....so …I’ll be back. Not to scare you or anything…………….