We are 2 days away from school being officially out for the summer and I am FAH-reaking out people. I am so not ready to have my kiddos under foot 24/7. I do have the youngest one enrolled in a summer camp, we are NOT I repeat N-O-T going through another summer of “what are we doing today” loosely translated, “what are you going to buy me today.” I made sure to get her on the list months ago. The teenager is another issue, claiming to be too old for “camp” he keeps every finger and toe crossed to see high marks when the final report card arrives. All A’s and maybe a B or two will unlock some of his current gamiong restrictions, namely the one he’s been eyeing that involves major weapons and SPEC OPS. Ugh. If I could just get rid of the warfare in the home I’d be so happy. I told him he needs a back up plan, preferably one that involves working and getting paid, especially of said kid expects to get a car a year from now. I noticed yearbooks still devote an entire section to the subject of students and their rides. I think he truly believes that when you turn 16 a car just magically appears in the garage with a big red bow stuck to the hood. I told him my budget was more in the electric scooter range right now.
I can’t be the only parent of a child that seems unmotivated about everything. This actually keeps me awake at night. I still have yet to figure out how to make him or anyone for that matter become self starter. Maybe self starters are just born that way. He’s definitely a self entertainer, his classmates have verified that in his yearbook REPEATEDLY. So what does the future hold for the kid voted “class clown?” Maybe he’ll be the next Will Ferrell. Ferrell grew up just a few miles from where we live and now he’s worth about 80 million dollars. Google it. I watched his interview with on NYTimes.com and it made perfect sense, girls like guys that make them laugh. Maybe my kid is that guy. Makes sense both my dad and husband are very funny.
I on the other hand have big plans to do absolutely nothing but hang poolside. Problem is no one else in my family including myself will allow this to actually happen. You may recall every summer I decree “this time” or “this summer” will be the summer I get all my crap out of the living room and organize my home down to the last box of old photos. Ladies and gentleman I give you said living room as it looks right now.
We are back to square one with ‘project organize’. So I wish I had plans to tell you what an exciting summer it will be at casa Modchik, back to back pool days followed by beach bonfires and airplane rides to exotic destinations (actually that one may happen by act of God) but the reality for now is I have a lot to do in the next 97 days when school starts back up. I can promise you I will be taking lots of photos and cooking and photos of me cooking. There will also be a self imposed Week in the Life series next month, I saw self lead because somehow I missed the memo that it was April this year. (see Ali Edwards for more info). I’m still doing it for those of you who don’t know what it is, basically you take a week get your camera and pen and paper and document from sun up to sun down for seven straight days. I try to post the next day all the photos, its quite the over share but everyone seem to look forward to each new post so if you’ll indulge me again I’d be happy to share. Doing these introspective projects really helps me celebrate the little things and they also have a sneaky way of uncovering what you may or not may be ready to see about your daily existence. Either way you aren’t the same afterwards.
So tell me what are your plans this summer, little or big, please spare no details I want to live vicariously or else I’m coming over and I will find a way to cram myself into your oversized suitcase.
Aloha from my backyard,
when I write my posts I stumble upon some of the coolest and best distractions, here were the ones I found today.