So yesterday I spent approximately 7 hours in my car. Nope, I'm not exaggerating either. I was really dreading the day to be honest. Spending any length of time with my oldest child can leave me drained emotionally and mentally. He has not made the best choices in life and he seems to enjoy the fact that he can completely frustrate me. But, I still love him and I'm not giving up on him. Yesterday was one of those days where I had to spend a LOT of time with him. But yesterday he made me laugh. Laugh a crazy - hurt your side - start to cry kind of laugh. It was awesome.
So, my new recipe for a great day??
Pumpkin Spice Latte from Starbucks (no fat, no whip, and with an extra shot of espresso)
Dancing. A little bit of happy dancing, even when you don't feel like it.
And laughter. Goodness I need to laugh more.
I need to add exercise to that mix as well and I am working on that.
Today isn't quite as busy, but the next few days will make up for that.
P.S. for those who want to know what my son did to make me laugh, I will tell you but it won't be quite as funny. You kinda had to be there. I had to take him to the courthouse (long story) and while he ran in I went behind the parking garage to sit so I could quickly drive to him when he got out. After 20 minutes I heard a phone vibrating and when I figured out it wasn't mine but his I realized he didn't have his cell phone to call me when he was done so I should go and check on him. I was relieved when I didn't see him outside, and figured I'd drive around the "circle" while I waited. As I made my first lap I saw my son (6-foot tall and rail thin) in my rearview mirror running towards me. He got into the car and was freaking out. "I couldn't find you anywhere!" "Where were you!?" "I was running through the parking garage yelling for you" and then he went inside the courthouse to tell them he couldn't find his mom and could he use their phone. So, the fact that my almost 20-year old "tough guy" son was freaking out because he couldn't find his mommy, struck me as hysterical. Yup, I lost it.
p.s.s. And no, my son doesn't always frustrate me, just most of the time. And although he can hurt me like no one else on this earth, he can also make me laugh harder than anyone else can.
p.s.s.s. and yes, I am addicted to Starbucks. I need help.
3 comments:
And now I have this vision of him running after your car while you drive away...and I am snorting coffee through my nose.
Alas, not a latte. I'm getting one of those on my way to work tonight.
Hope today is a good day!
it sounds like you had a horrendous day but at least you had some things to laugh about and still find things to dance for! I'm with you on those lattes...yum!
xoxo
Jane
I'm addicted to starbucks too! I was doing fine until they pulled out the pumpkin spice!!!
glad you shared some laughs with your son!
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