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Monday
Mar222010

The Boys Are Back In Town

It's Spring Break and my birds have returned to the nest. This event has serious implications to my wallet, my sleep pattern and my neighbors ear drums. For the last couple of months our house has been a sanctuary of calm, tranquil zen style living. Denis and I expunged meat from our lives and made a weekly pilgrimage to Wholefoods followed by my kitchen creations of vegetarian delights. The house stayed clean, laundry basket empty and our neighbors greeted us enthusiastically every time we crossed paths at the mailbox. This week all is chaos. The revolving door is once again operating, and cars (some with wheels bigger than any wheel has a right to be) fill the driveway and line our side of the street. The fridge is permanently empty despite my three bulk buys at Costco. The boys (for boys read carnivores) are permanently hungry despite my frenzied servings of giant burgers and monstrous steaks. The house is resonating to the 1000 decibel output of Easton's latest hit because I am the Drumma Mama and as every band mom knows rehearsals always take place at the drummer's house. 

As if that wasn't enough to make me consider Prozac I return from a stressful day at work to discover that my Pier 1 rug is now doubling as a Jiu-Jitsu mat for the twice daily wrestling matches. I am exhausted; I have to leave for the office an hour earlier than usual (in a false beard and glasses) because I cannot face encountering the neighbors and being berated for allowing my kids to lower the tone of 'The Cove'. To be fair this is probably just my paranoia because our neighbors have been incredibly tolerant for nine years and have never expressed anything but praise for the band's musical outpourings, however I live in fear of the day someone will snap and call the police. All the weight I lost while the boys were away has redeposited itself on my stomach, thighs and chin because I am constantly scoffing all the muffins, donuts and bagels that I am supposedly buying for THEM. I can't sleep properly because they are either IN (making too much noise) or worse OUT (making me restless till I know they are home safely - which is ridiculous because when they are away I don't worry about them at all.)

So why I am I so unbearably sad to see them leave? Probably because they are kind and loving and funny and when they are here the house is full of fun and laughter and interesting, creative young people who compel me to look at life in a less jaded fashion. Probably because they remind me that I am still a Mom and although it's the toughest job in the world it's also the most rewarding. My greying hair, expanding girth and saggy eye bags are a small price to pay for the realization that I am beyond proud of the young men they are becoming. As they head back to college (Genius) and fly out to perform (Rockstar) I will not dwell on how empty the house feels without them, I will throw out the Cheetos and head to Wholefoods to buy ingredients for my scallop risotto. When Denis gets home tonight he will walk into a peaceful paradise and greet a wife who has time to sit down and share a nice glass of Shiraz with him; Perhaps he will not feel quite as bereft as he did when he hugged his sons goodbye this morning.

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    Welcome to the May 1, 2010 edition of Carnival of Raising Boys Doug Boude presents My Top 20 Life Lessons for Husbands and Fathers posted at Doug Boude (rhymes with ‘loud’) Doug has compiled what he considers to be the top 20 things that he...

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oh..brings a tear to my eye! Luckily for me Emma and Jess are both arriving within the next two days..so I can realte to all the chaos it entails.. In my minds eye I see eyeliner dropped onto the bathroom tiles/bikinis draping from lamps / magazines on every flat surface and shopping the order of the day..just about every day!!! x

March 22, 2010 | Unregistered Commentermarion

Jude the boys look wonderful- and your ode to post adolescence motherhood (or almost) is just heartwarming... can't help but remember when... the beach or the Intercon was a good day out.....look how far they've come my friend...

March 22, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterBarbarella

yes every little thing I can relate to . makes me a bit happy sad if you know what I mean x

March 22, 2010 | Unregistered Commentersherrel

yes every little thing I can relate to . makes me a bit happy sad if you know what I mean x

March 22, 2010 | Unregistered Commentersherrel

Very funny and also moving! xx

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