Honestly John McCain was not my first choice for the Repbulican ticket - or even my second. And when rumors started swirling that Senator McCain might chose a pro-abortion running mate I was angered and frustrated that the social conservatives were going to be completely, well, dissed by McCain.
I've been a fan of Sara Palin for months. One of Dan's younger sisters lives in Alaska and 'introduced' us to her Governor. Once I started learning more about Mrs. Palin I thought she'd be an excellent choice for Vice President, but thought her chances were slim to none.
I screamed for joy once the McCain-Palin ticket was announced. Literally. And after hearing her speak at length - Wow! I can't contain my glee!
It's going to be a fun ride, folks! An no matter what your political affiliation, it's wonderful and inspiring that both an African-American and a female are at the top of the tickets this year.
God bless those who choose to run and serve our country!
Friday, August 29, 2008
Posted by Vicki aka Diva Mom at 10:17 AM
Monday, August 25, 2008
I just dropped Bittyman off at his first day of kindergarten. We met his teacher at orientation last week and the three of us were thrilled to discover that Mrs. B. is the mother of one of Bitty's Sunday School classmates. Bittyman is in wonderful hands.
Bitty was "very excited" all morning long, picking out a "cool new outfit" and proudly posing for the above pictures. When we arrived at school he was annoyed that he didn't have time to play on the kindergarten playground until Mrs. B. assured him they'd go out for recess later.
But as his class lined up to walk into their room, Bitty anxiously looked up at me and whispered, "Mom, I'm scared!"
I choked back tears, wanting to cry, "I'm scared too! I'm not ready to let you go!"
Instead Diva Mom took over and whispered back, "You know what, it's OK to be scared. I bet every kid in this line is a little bit scared. But just think of all the fun you're going to have. And I'll be back soon to pick you up and take you to Chuck E Cheese to celebrate!"
"OH, RIGHT! I forgot about Chuck E Cheese! OK, bye! I love you!" And with visions of greasy pizza and arcade games dancing in his eyes he proudly marched into his room, not once looking back.
I waved until the bright blue classroom door shut behind him. Then with the click of the metal latch the tears began to stream down my face behind my sunglasses. At that point I didn't care. My goal was accomplished - Bittyman never saw me cry.
I looked around and noticed that there were two obvious groups of Moms. The bawling ones, like myself, whose first-born children were starting kindergarten. Then there were the gals doing a happy dance and cheering, "FREE AT LAST!" who have already gone through this day with their older kids.
Since then I've texted my entire address book a picture of Bitty in front of his school, drove home and put Ittyboy down for his nap, made a tearful call to Daddy to tell him how it went, uploaded these pictures and wrote this blog post. Now it's already time to go pick up Bitty.
Good thing 'cause Diva Mom wants her Little Hero back.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
to Grandma and Grandpa I! (My parents, for those of you new to the blog.) It's their 'Sapphire' Anniversary... so I hope Grandpa hooked Grandma up with some pretty blue bling!
It seemed like such a wonderful day to get married that Dan and I decided to follow their lead and get married on the same date, 12 years ago today.
Dan is playing organ/piano at the 8am Mass and I'm cantoring at 10am and noon so we'll be getting our Graces on this anniversary. We'll spend the rest of the day poolside with the Heroes, trying to beat the 107F desert heat. A few frosty libations, pizza delivered to our lounge chairs - I can't think of a better way to spend our 'Silk' anniversary.
(OK, who am I kidding. I'd rather be here, where we spent our 5th anniversary, but Bittyman starts Kindergarten on Monday and we can't miss that... unless someone wants to make a ginormous PayPal gift donation. Then we're homeschooling in Mexico for his first week!)
Oh and boys, going to bed at a decent hour would be the best gift you could give Mommy and Daddy - hint, hint. I know you can read this, Bittyman. I've seen you find your favorite shows on the Tivo list and navigate the Firefox bookmarks. So in the words of your Little Critter book, JUST GO TO BED!
We were given such a wonderful gift this morning. After the homily at the 10am Mass I was cantoring, our dear friend and celebrant, Fr. Phil, called Dan and the boys up to the altar and gave us a nuptial blessing for our anniversary. We were completely taken by surprise and very honored. (Although having to sing the rest of the Mass was tough! I've become one of those Moms who cries at everything.) So many thanks again to 'Goofy Fr. Phil' (as Bittyman affectionately calls him) and to everyone who was present!
Posted by Vicki aka Diva Mom at 12:00 AM
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Maybe not a medal, but a Gold 'Blogging Friends Forever' award! Tracy was kind enough to bestow this award on my blog. She has an uncanny way of posting meditations that are exactly what I need to read when I need to read them.
Now it's my turn to spread the wealth!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Ben Stiller's Tropic Thunder. A fantastic post explaining why.
(It just occurred to me that the last movie I saw in the theater that wasn't rated 'G' was Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. The last movie Dan and I saw in a theater together? The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers - when I was pregnant with Bittyman! I remember Bitty, then known as 'Baby Cheese', kicked whenever the sound got too loud and I was worried he or she would suffer permanent hearing loss! But I digress. I definitely won't be purchasing Tropic Thunder on pay-per-view. )
Posted by Vicki aka Diva Mom at 4:32 PM
Saturday, August 09, 2008
Monday, August 04, 2008
"Itty, can you say, 'Bumblebee'?"
(Awww, I think to myself, Bittyman is reading the My Big Animal Book to Ittyboy.)
"Itty, can you say Bulkhead? How 'bout Optimus Prime?"
(Ah, not so much reading the My Big Animal Book, but Bittyman's new t-shirt. And if you don't know what kind of shirt he was sporting, then you either aren't male or have never been the Mom of a male.)
Sunday, August 03, 2008
Saturday, August 02, 2008
Friday, August 01, 2008
When Bitty asked me if he could make lunch today I said, "Sure! Knock yourself out!". Hey, I had nothing planned today. Cleaning the mess that would surely ensue would give us something to do for an hour afterwards.
The proud chef:
The menu: Turkey and provolone on wheat with pretzel sticks and grapes... well, at least until the chef ate all the grapes while he was 'cooking'.
Of course Ittyboy wanted in on the action:
Emerging from the pantry with his contribution to the meal, Pirate's Booty:
Most amazing, Bittyman had even put all of his ingredients away before calling Itty and me to lunch.
(Future Mrs. Bittyman, you may thank me now. I've raised your husband to cook AND clean up after himself!)