Unexpected

I plan my days. Sometimes to the minute. So, when days like today happen, I get the harsh reminder that life is unexpected. I must say that I face these happenings head on with a calmness that always seems to surprise me in retrospect. Today's plan was kids to school, Ewan to play date, sewing project, Target, nap, kid pick up, birthday party, dinner, sleep. Everything went pretty much as planned through nap. After lying down with Ewan for about 30 minutes, the phone rang and I was surprised to hear the school secretary telling me that Cole got a cut on his foot on the playground and I needed to come pick him up. They don't call for minor scratches. Ugh. Poor Coley looked so sad when I came in, lying down in the nurse's office, tear streaked cheeks, blood stained pant leg rolled, foot bandaged up. I signed him out, called for Quin too and piggy backed him to the car. Cell phone. Pediatrician. They don't do stitches. Urgent care. The urgent care was wonderful. No wait. $15 copay. Nice doctor. Cole was so brave, only crying once when the doctor had to shoot his foot full of "sleeping" medicine. As far as I can tell, he got 10 stitches. Unexpected.

Pretty Things

Every so often I get to help a friend with something pretty. It is a nice feeling to make some thing aesthetically pleasing. This time it was a pretty little centerpiece for an intimate luncheon...beach theme. I did pincushion flowers floating in square bowls with tan stones, surrounded by shells and sea stars. For the favor/dessert, I made 100 delicious cookies that resembled sand dollars (from the new Martha Stewart Cookie Book!) Sand Tarts on page 127. The bride's new last name starts with "R" and their wedding date, of course to finish it off.

Save A Opossum

Saturday was save a opossum day. Not really. It just so happened, at six a.m., Duke alerted me of a visitor in our back yard. It was a baby opossum and it was not playing opossum. It was just moving a bit and I thought, "Maybe it will go away if we leave it alone, or it's mommy opossum with come and put it back in her cozy pouch." So, Duke and I went on a long walk at the beach, leisurly hit a few garage sales and came back home to find...the baby opossum still there. It had curled up in a little ball and was still alive. Ugh. What to do? I filled a shallow lid with some water and gave it to him. He was very thirsty. Then, I looked online and found the Southbay Wildlife Rehabilitation phone number and called them. They called back and gave me the numbers for the O.S.U.S. (Opossum Society of the United States) Can you believe there is a Opossum Society? Shocking. I called the number and got a hold of Toni, who asked me some questions then came over, carrying a cat crate with some nice comfy material inside. We went outside and showed her our new little pet and she picked him up with her hands (bare hands) and checked him out. He had been bit by something and needed some care. She took him home. As I proudly watched her pull her car away from the curb, I notice her license plate says: possm(heart)r. Ha. Opossum lover.

A Few Good Friends

When Ewan is with his friends he is genuinely happy. Take a life lesson from him. I know I do.

Fire!

Our Primary went to Torrance Fire Day. The boys had so much fun checking out the fire trucks and gear, spraying the hose and watching the firefighters put out a car fire. Very cool!