Flying thoughts

I guess little boys do get conscious about the importance of being buff at a young age. Daniel, still 5, had heard about 6-pack abs but instead he calls his belly a 1-pack. Now that's cute. The older boys just kind of roll their eyes in amusement.

By the way, I flew today to Louisville and Sunday is a beautiful day to fly. It's quieter than other days.

Today, on the way to the airport Daniel said, "It's my destiny to fly." Not a minor word for a kid who is still 5. He's got a destiny alright. And from the photo/post last time, my friend Nan reminded me that Daniel must not be destined to be a serial killer or a sociopath because he doesn't pull the wings and legs off the insects he catches (that I know of).

Anyway, at the airport goodbyes, I noticed that Matt, 10, was more hestitant to hug me goodbye than Daniel. Mom must be losing her cool a little.

BUT, I did get a big hug from Daniel when I brought home a Wolverine claw courtesy of my boss (long story). When I presented the boys with caramel apples that night for dessert, Daniel wondered if these too were from the boss . . . he's taken on mythical qualities.

Unrelated thoughts: I bought a black sweater yesterday at Fashion Bug for my trip. It was size XL but seemed to fit me fine even though I don't see myself as XL. But today I discovered why - you need some honkin' big breasts to fill out this sweater and it kinda droops on me now. Perhaps after a wash and dry - it'll fit a little more snugly.

Speaking of breasts, it is supposedly the 1st thing men notice. And I realized this was true the other day when Doug described an x-colleague of his as the one with the huge knockers. Meanwhile, I hadn't even noticed. Men. . .

Somewhere recently I was reading about maggots, of all things and the fact that trashmen in NYC refer to them as disco rice. Now that's funny.

My friend Carrie the painter has noticed if she's painting en plein air - people feel like they have the right to comment about her ability, speed, and what not. Kinda reminds me of when I was pregnant - out there exposed for the world to see and people feel free to make comments both good and bad. 'You look great. How far along are you - only 6 months? How much weight have you gained?' Etc. Etc. They offer opinions about almost everything from birthing to child rearing.

Sometimes it's nice to do things en closed air - anonymously.

This new book I am reading Outliers is fascinating. Alot of successful people have 1 thing in common - excellent timing and circumstances.

On a serious note, working f/t and being a mother leaves little downtime and it's stressful . . .