I occasionally wake up in the middle of the night. That's just how it is at the Roderick house. Kids coming in at various times, noises in the neighborhood, doggies need to go out. Just another night.
This night was odd however. I thought I heard someone down stairs rattling around in the kitchen. I run the list through my head. Hope's in bed. Shae's in bed. Addison's in bed. I know I heard them all come home, say good night and retire to their various rooms. What is going on?
As I tip-toed down the stairs I heard music. Huh, burgulars now listen to music when commiting a criminal act. I guess times they are a changin' just like Bob Dylan said.
As I continued my journey down the stairs, I noticed bright lights were on in the kitchen and the dogs were not barking. This is just weird I thought. D & D would be barking their little heads off if someone they didn't know came into the kitchen. They bark when someone closes a car door.
I peeped around the corner into the kitchen and there by the oven and singing along with her ipod is Shae Elizabeth Roderick baking cookies. "What are you doing baking cookies at 1:30 in the morning" I asked.
Her reply. "I just felt like it".
Will wonders never cease?
Thursday, October 28, 2010
DRIVING MOM
It has happened. I knew it was inevitable. It's happened before. It's happened three times before. Another Roderick daughter is driving. The last Roderick daughter is driving. Albeit, still with her dad and mom, but she is behind the wheel, foot on the gas, car in gear, pulling away from the driveway.
Hope was so excited. We went to the DMV, with an appointment of course. She took her birth certificate to the waiting clerk with a smile as only Hope can produce. The clerk smiled back and sent her on to the next window, where she was fingerprinted and asked to pose for the dreadful driver's license picture. Certainly, Hope was ready for this. She had been forwarned by friends and sisters. Following the picture she was sent to testing. FAIL!
Two weeks later we arrived at the DMV, with an appointment of course. Hope went directly to testing and passed with flying colors. She's been driving ever since. Every time we go anywhere she wants to be behind the wheel. She is safe and aware. She is becoming a good driver.
Actually, she's the best of all the girls. Or maybe I'm just getting used to driving with the Roderick daughters.
Hope was so excited. We went to the DMV, with an appointment of course. She took her birth certificate to the waiting clerk with a smile as only Hope can produce. The clerk smiled back and sent her on to the next window, where she was fingerprinted and asked to pose for the dreadful driver's license picture. Certainly, Hope was ready for this. She had been forwarned by friends and sisters. Following the picture she was sent to testing. FAIL!
Two weeks later we arrived at the DMV, with an appointment of course. Hope went directly to testing and passed with flying colors. She's been driving ever since. Every time we go anywhere she wants to be behind the wheel. She is safe and aware. She is becoming a good driver.
Actually, she's the best of all the girls. Or maybe I'm just getting used to driving with the Roderick daughters.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
JEEP
Addison was hanging out with a friend on Sunday night at said friend's house. The girls decided to go out for a little while and ran and got in Adds Jeep Commander. Addison is messing around, as she's been known to do, assuming her car is in park. She's talking and laughing paying no attention at all until the thud.
She had indeed put her car in reverse and rolled, no backed, right into the neighbors car. His small car. His whole door is dented in on the drivers side and the Commander now has a cracked bumper.
Addison thinks she is just going to pay for it all and not go through our insurance. She wants to avoid a rate hike. She got the estimate yesterday for her car only. She's decided she needs to go through our insurance. Her car alone is $1200.00.
Oh, honey. Chalk it up to another learning experience.
She had indeed put her car in reverse and rolled, no backed, right into the neighbors car. His small car. His whole door is dented in on the drivers side and the Commander now has a cracked bumper.
Addison thinks she is just going to pay for it all and not go through our insurance. She wants to avoid a rate hike. She got the estimate yesterday for her car only. She's decided she needs to go through our insurance. Her car alone is $1200.00.
Oh, honey. Chalk it up to another learning experience.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
SCOTT'S NEW DO
I have been cutting Scott's hair for 15 years and usually I do a pretty good job. Not always.
Last week I was cutting his hair with the new clippers. All kinds of gadgets and thingamajigs. He gave me the huge guide and I cut without incident. It's kind of a no brainer with the guide attachment.
Time for the cleaning up of the hair line and we're done. Scott gets the next attachment ready and hands it to me. I gently start trimming in the front with the guide, not knowing that it is different than our old clippers. Very different.
I cut his whole right sideburn competely off.
He now has really short hair. On a high note, it is even because of the "guide".
Last week I was cutting his hair with the new clippers. All kinds of gadgets and thingamajigs. He gave me the huge guide and I cut without incident. It's kind of a no brainer with the guide attachment.
Time for the cleaning up of the hair line and we're done. Scott gets the next attachment ready and hands it to me. I gently start trimming in the front with the guide, not knowing that it is different than our old clippers. Very different.
I cut his whole right sideburn competely off.
He now has really short hair. On a high note, it is even because of the "guide".
Sunday, October 17, 2010
IT'S A 50'S THING: #12
Hair Clippers. We thought we bought them the last time we went to Costco. Didn't we? We looked everywhere. Bathrooms, bedrooms, kitchen, garage. We couldn't locate them. Scott finally decided that we intended to buy them but we didn't for whatever reason.
So, he didn't get a haircut that week.
Next shopping trip to Costco we bought clippers. As we unloaded the car, we grabbed the hair clippers and set them on the island in the kitchen. I got busy doing this and that and didn't get them put away before dinner.
Addison and her friend Mike came in and sat down at the table. Mike walked over to the sink and all of a sudden everything went silent. Mike got Addison's attention and pointed to the clippers. The next thing I know, Addison is calling my name and asking me why I bought clippers. "Dad and I couldn't find the ones we thought we bought a while ago, so we bought those at Costco today" I replied. By this time I was back in the kitchen and Addison starts laughing. "Mom, I took the other clippers to Mike's house to cut his hair. I just haven't brought them back yet."
Are you kidding me? We thought we had lost our minds. Daughters.
So, he didn't get a haircut that week.
Next shopping trip to Costco we bought clippers. As we unloaded the car, we grabbed the hair clippers and set them on the island in the kitchen. I got busy doing this and that and didn't get them put away before dinner.
Addison and her friend Mike came in and sat down at the table. Mike walked over to the sink and all of a sudden everything went silent. Mike got Addison's attention and pointed to the clippers. The next thing I know, Addison is calling my name and asking me why I bought clippers. "Dad and I couldn't find the ones we thought we bought a while ago, so we bought those at Costco today" I replied. By this time I was back in the kitchen and Addison starts laughing. "Mom, I took the other clippers to Mike's house to cut his hair. I just haven't brought them back yet."
Are you kidding me? We thought we had lost our minds. Daughters.
HOPE'S NEW HAIR
Well, now it's official.
All of the Roderick girls have, one time or another, gone brunette. Yep, now it's Hope's turn. I can not get used to her hair. My last little blonde. Check out her facebook pictures to see the new look.
By the way, I am once again, a blonde.
All of the Roderick girls have, one time or another, gone brunette. Yep, now it's Hope's turn. I can not get used to her hair. My last little blonde. Check out her facebook pictures to see the new look.
By the way, I am once again, a blonde.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
DHN TURNS 50
Our very good friend Don turned fifty this month of October. His wifey threw him a surprise birthday party and it was Scott and my task to get him there unbeknownst to him. This is what transpired on that day.
3:00pm - Cherylynn calls Scott to relay information. Don has come home early and has left the house and is on his way to meet at the church . . . Scott hurries out the door of our house to head Don off with many distractions at said new building.
4:00pm - Cherylynn calls Cindy and asks if she has heard anything from the boys and to inform her that it is raining all over the party products . . . ha, it never rains in southern California. The mission is adjusted accordingly.
5:00pm- Scott calls Cindy to give an eta at the Roderick home . . . right on schedule.
5:30pm - Boys arrive to pick Cindy up for dinner and Cindy feigns homesickness for Shae . . . insists everyone sit down and view the graduation DVD . . . after that presentation, Scott retires to the bathroom . . . following that diversion, Cindy retires to the bathroom . . . we are to arrive at the destination point at 6:15pm.
6:00pm - Addison calls Cindy and says try to stretch it to 6:30pm . . . we are running out of options. Cindy pulls out the dog barking notice and discuss the ramifications with Don and Scott.
6:15pm - We saunter out to Don's car and Cindy forgets sunglasses . . . discussion in car about the need for sunglasses on a cloudy day . . . it is decided that they are not needed and travel to rendevous point ensues.
6:25pm - Don, Scott and Cindy get out of car and enter home . . . "SURPRISE" echos throughout the abode while Don stands there with a puzzled look on his face. Words can not describe his glee.
Mission 50 years old, complete.
3:00pm - Cherylynn calls Scott to relay information. Don has come home early and has left the house and is on his way to meet at the church . . . Scott hurries out the door of our house to head Don off with many distractions at said new building.
4:00pm - Cherylynn calls Cindy and asks if she has heard anything from the boys and to inform her that it is raining all over the party products . . . ha, it never rains in southern California. The mission is adjusted accordingly.
5:00pm- Scott calls Cindy to give an eta at the Roderick home . . . right on schedule.
5:30pm - Boys arrive to pick Cindy up for dinner and Cindy feigns homesickness for Shae . . . insists everyone sit down and view the graduation DVD . . . after that presentation, Scott retires to the bathroom . . . following that diversion, Cindy retires to the bathroom . . . we are to arrive at the destination point at 6:15pm.
6:00pm - Addison calls Cindy and says try to stretch it to 6:30pm . . . we are running out of options. Cindy pulls out the dog barking notice and discuss the ramifications with Don and Scott.
6:15pm - We saunter out to Don's car and Cindy forgets sunglasses . . . discussion in car about the need for sunglasses on a cloudy day . . . it is decided that they are not needed and travel to rendevous point ensues.
6:25pm - Don, Scott and Cindy get out of car and enter home . . . "SURPRISE" echos throughout the abode while Don stands there with a puzzled look on his face. Words can not describe his glee.
Mission 50 years old, complete.
MUD
We were at Glen Ivy Spa. Me, Holly, Phyllis, Anne Marie, Donna, Sue and Kim. Just us gals. I don't know what I expected but let me tell you the mud was great.
We arrived around 10:30am and went straight to the locker room, changed, grabbed a towel and headed for the mud pool. You read right, pool full of runny mud. Or there was also an area with mist and a mound of thick mud you grabbed from and covered yourself red. Seriously.
So we start looking for lawn chairs for staking out our claim with towels. I found several and Anne Marie said "Not that one Cindy, it's all muddy." Okay. Wait. What. Yeah. Everything is muddy. Gotta love her.
Once we were covered red we went into this rock sauna, similar to a sweat lodge where people have been known to die. We are all sitting there with sweat pouring off of us. I know, it sounds really gross, and it is if you think about it, but we just wanted our skin to feel like a babies behind again. My bff's and I will do anything for beauty. We laughed so much I think we spent a bunch a calories . . . another plus for the day.
After the perspiration marathon, we all go back outside and start grooming one another, rubbing off all that red clay. It was like a sand blaster came through and revved up for a big job. Red dust everywhere.
Then came the relaxing shower with Glen Ivy products that smelled delightful. We did shower separatly. We have our dignity to guard.
So fun. If you've never experienced this, just do it.
We arrived around 10:30am and went straight to the locker room, changed, grabbed a towel and headed for the mud pool. You read right, pool full of runny mud. Or there was also an area with mist and a mound of thick mud you grabbed from and covered yourself red. Seriously.
So we start looking for lawn chairs for staking out our claim with towels. I found several and Anne Marie said "Not that one Cindy, it's all muddy." Okay. Wait. What. Yeah. Everything is muddy. Gotta love her.
Once we were covered red we went into this rock sauna, similar to a sweat lodge where people have been known to die. We are all sitting there with sweat pouring off of us. I know, it sounds really gross, and it is if you think about it, but we just wanted our skin to feel like a babies behind again. My bff's and I will do anything for beauty. We laughed so much I think we spent a bunch a calories . . . another plus for the day.
After the perspiration marathon, we all go back outside and start grooming one another, rubbing off all that red clay. It was like a sand blaster came through and revved up for a big job. Red dust everywhere.
Then came the relaxing shower with Glen Ivy products that smelled delightful. We did shower separatly. We have our dignity to guard.
So fun. If you've never experienced this, just do it.
GLEN IVY
A day one can only wish for occasionally . . . a day with your bff's . . . a day where you have nothing to do but relax . . . yep, Glen Ivy Spa.
I went for the first time a couple of weeks ago and it was heaven. We started our experience with mud and proceeded to the "Grotto" which was followed by a quaint lunch. The rest of the afternoon was spent around, and in, the shallow lounge pool. We chit chatted, connected in a circle as if we were a blossoming floral arrangement.
Showered and refreshed, I returned home to face my responsibilities with a renewed spirit. A day every girl should have at least once in her life.
Perfect.
I went for the first time a couple of weeks ago and it was heaven. We started our experience with mud and proceeded to the "Grotto" which was followed by a quaint lunch. The rest of the afternoon was spent around, and in, the shallow lounge pool. We chit chatted, connected in a circle as if we were a blossoming floral arrangement.
Showered and refreshed, I returned home to face my responsibilities with a renewed spirit. A day every girl should have at least once in her life.
Perfect.
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