preview.....
unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how much or how little you enjoy reading my nonsense) i will not be blogging again for 1 week. so, i am going to take my crystal ball and look into the future and tell you what is going on in the next 8 days.......ok, i am looking into the ball....and this is what i see.....
after spending two hours packing up the cooler, ari leaves it in the driveway....no one panics or loses their temper but ari is annoyed that now we have to pay for drinks....
the boys spend 45 minutes bickering over who is sitting where in the minivan....we leave later than planned and get to atlanta monday morning, instead of sunday night....sleep in the van to get the full road trip experience...Banji calls a lawyer....
son #3 has nightmares and cant sleep for 5 days because his brothers have made him watch the past 3 seasons of 24.....
banji gets arrested in the cocoa cola factory for trying to smuggle free samples out of the factory so ari wont have to pay for drinks at the braves game even though he is the one who left the cooler in the driveway....
mets sweep the braves....(wouldn't that be nice...)
the hotel in tampa was condemned for rats...must sleep in the van again....Banji's lawyer calls her back..they set up a meeting....ari is getting the kids...and the van....
we arrive in boynton beach to spend the weekend with ari's parents......tune in for that blog.....
happy friday.....
Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
thursday july 29, 2010
and....they're back
i would like to apologize for not blogging yesterday. i was reacclimating to motherhood. i am happy to report that the boys have been home for almost 24 hours and i haven't screamed once. dont get me wrong...when i was outside in the heat and humidity emptying all of the crap out of their trunks and checking for anyway stow-a-way rodents and no one was offering to help....i wanted to scream...but, i went to my happy place....and i took a deep breath and a valium and remained calm. and then i very calmly opened the door and said, in my indoor voice "oh boys, could you come and take these laundry bags down to the laundry room please."
can you believe it? one month with no one home, one month of rejuvination, and i was able to delegate and THEY ACTUALLY CAME AND HELPED!!! chanukah miracle comes early this year.....lets see what the next 24 hours brings...
gotta go do laundry....
happy thursday
i would like to apologize for not blogging yesterday. i was reacclimating to motherhood. i am happy to report that the boys have been home for almost 24 hours and i haven't screamed once. dont get me wrong...when i was outside in the heat and humidity emptying all of the crap out of their trunks and checking for anyway stow-a-way rodents and no one was offering to help....i wanted to scream...but, i went to my happy place....and i took a deep breath and a valium and remained calm. and then i very calmly opened the door and said, in my indoor voice "oh boys, could you come and take these laundry bags down to the laundry room please."
can you believe it? one month with no one home, one month of rejuvination, and i was able to delegate and THEY ACTUALLY CAME AND HELPED!!! chanukah miracle comes early this year.....lets see what the next 24 hours brings...
gotta go do laundry....
happy thursday
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
tuesday july 28 2010
closing ceremonies for the summer of banji
if you are sick of reading about the summer of banji....dont you worry, because it is over in exactly 25 hours. and dont be jealous because in the next 72 hours i have to pack for 12 days on the road, figure out how to use my new cooler, find my kosher for passover toaster oven(why do i have a toaster that is kosher for passover??) so we can feed the kids pizza bagels in tampa(which they will complain about and probably not eat anyway), pack snacks and drinks for the kids, and for ari, go to the supermarket at least 4 times, do 10 more loads of laundry when the trunks come home...when are the trunks coming home? and, just to make the kids feel like they are still in camp, i am thinking of throwing urine all over the toilets and the bathroom floor so the smell they are used to from the last 4 weeks will stay with them and maybe they will behave as well at home as they do in camp...yuck yuck yuck.....
as for my last 25 hours....walking, walking and more walking...picking up my car(all ready for the road trip-yippee!!), last minute errands...the way i am carrying on you would think my kids are coming home as infants again-OF COURSE I CAN DO ERRANDS WHEN THEY COME HOME!!!! what is wrong with me? will i remember how to be a good mother?(was i a good mother before they left?) will i remember how to make wacky mac? will i magically turn back into the screaming moody tyrant that i was when they left?? (and when did i turn into a sweet, smiling princess who hums show tunes all day? oh right, the day they left for camp...)
it will all be good and the way it should be. i have had a taste a freedom....and man did it taste good.....now, it's back to reality, clean slate....lets see how long i can go without yelling at anyone....tune in tomorrow....
happy tuesday
btw..my last meal was at fish of the c's and man were those onion rings awesome...i might never go to deli kasbah again!!!!!
if you are sick of reading about the summer of banji....dont you worry, because it is over in exactly 25 hours. and dont be jealous because in the next 72 hours i have to pack for 12 days on the road, figure out how to use my new cooler, find my kosher for passover toaster oven(why do i have a toaster that is kosher for passover??) so we can feed the kids pizza bagels in tampa(which they will complain about and probably not eat anyway), pack snacks and drinks for the kids, and for ari, go to the supermarket at least 4 times, do 10 more loads of laundry when the trunks come home...when are the trunks coming home? and, just to make the kids feel like they are still in camp, i am thinking of throwing urine all over the toilets and the bathroom floor so the smell they are used to from the last 4 weeks will stay with them and maybe they will behave as well at home as they do in camp...yuck yuck yuck.....
as for my last 25 hours....walking, walking and more walking...picking up my car(all ready for the road trip-yippee!!), last minute errands...the way i am carrying on you would think my kids are coming home as infants again-OF COURSE I CAN DO ERRANDS WHEN THEY COME HOME!!!! what is wrong with me? will i remember how to be a good mother?(was i a good mother before they left?) will i remember how to make wacky mac? will i magically turn back into the screaming moody tyrant that i was when they left?? (and when did i turn into a sweet, smiling princess who hums show tunes all day? oh right, the day they left for camp...)
it will all be good and the way it should be. i have had a taste a freedom....and man did it taste good.....now, it's back to reality, clean slate....lets see how long i can go without yelling at anyone....tune in tomorrow....
happy tuesday
btw..my last meal was at fish of the c's and man were those onion rings awesome...i might never go to deli kasbah again!!!!!
Monday, July 26, 2010
monday july 26, 2010
what makes me happy...
though some of you may think this is a short list due to my cynical, sarcastic nature, i am only making it short for the interest of time....and now i will begin.
what makes me happy
by, banji D. latkin ganchrow
1. sitting in central park admiring the beauty of nature(and some hot guys jogging...)
2. eating perfectly created onion rings....
3. watching skinny minnies sneak in some extra cookies to their pocketbooks when they think no one is looking.
4. having my boys be happy to see me on visiting day and then dont start fighting for almost 42 minutes into visiting day....(world record?)
5. the look on their faces when they see a new baseball stadium (and i have already had a few drinks....)
6. watching all of the jappy moms on visiting day who decided, that even though major thunderstorms were predicted, they are still wearing their ultra-hip and pricey flip floppy shoes, getting these shoes all muddy and disgusting.....too bad, so sad....
7. seeing some of these previously mentioned moms wearing shorts that are so high you can see their undypants...i dont care if they can pull it off, it still makes me happy to see how idiotic they look.(what would have made me even happier was if ari would let me tell them that their undypants were showing...but, alas, he did not....and that is why i married him...and i guess he liked the undypants....)
8. having my boys laugh and get along with each other....
9. saturday afternoon naps and walks with friends
10. having all of my boys in sleepaway camp......but all good things must come to an end....
happy monday
though some of you may think this is a short list due to my cynical, sarcastic nature, i am only making it short for the interest of time....and now i will begin.
what makes me happy
by, banji D. latkin ganchrow
1. sitting in central park admiring the beauty of nature(and some hot guys jogging...)
2. eating perfectly created onion rings....
3. watching skinny minnies sneak in some extra cookies to their pocketbooks when they think no one is looking.
4. having my boys be happy to see me on visiting day and then dont start fighting for almost 42 minutes into visiting day....(world record?)
5. the look on their faces when they see a new baseball stadium (and i have already had a few drinks....)
6. watching all of the jappy moms on visiting day who decided, that even though major thunderstorms were predicted, they are still wearing their ultra-hip and pricey flip floppy shoes, getting these shoes all muddy and disgusting.....too bad, so sad....
7. seeing some of these previously mentioned moms wearing shorts that are so high you can see their undypants...i dont care if they can pull it off, it still makes me happy to see how idiotic they look.(what would have made me even happier was if ari would let me tell them that their undypants were showing...but, alas, he did not....and that is why i married him...and i guess he liked the undypants....)
8. having my boys laugh and get along with each other....
9. saturday afternoon naps and walks with friends
10. having all of my boys in sleepaway camp......but all good things must come to an end....
happy monday
Saturday, July 24, 2010
saturday/sunday july 24-25,2010
visiting day....oy vey
ari and i just finished watching the classic film "she's outta my league" which is basically a movie about our courtship (ha ha ha) and i realized that tomorrow is visiting day. of course i am excited to see my kids, but they are coming home on wednesday...so instead of the kids being teary because they aren't going to see me again for a couple of weeks, since they are only staying one month, i will be teary because THEY ARE COMING HOME...i am not ready for the summer of banji to end.....
that is really all i got....gotta go to sleep...see ya all on monday....
happy saturday-sunday
Thursday, July 22, 2010
thursday, july 22 2010
this one is serious...
at 12 this morning ari and i were discussing all of the things i could write about today. many of them,surprisingly, involved making others laugh at his expense (well, if you wouldnt give me so much material, darling....) but i decided to go another way....
last night, after a mishap at clubhouse cafe (the mishap being that they ran out of 1/2 the things on the menu and this big girl was tasting her dipped roast beef sandwhich which they didnt have either so i pulled poor hungry ari out of there....)we were walking towards times square and heard singing and chanting...when we got closer, we saw that it was closed off and saw a sea of blue shirts dancing and jumping up and down. being the hip folks that we are, we had to go see what was going on. Camp simcha (which is chai life line's camp for kids with terminal illness') was having New York day for its kids...first they went to a show and now they were putting on a show for all of new york to see....i get chills thinking about it. every kid was smiling and participating to the best of their ability...every counselor was demonstrating such warmth and enthusiasm...it was incredible.
as some of you know, for son #1's bar mitzva he wanted to participate in the chai lifeline half marathon...i even blogged about the experience (archives jan 30-feb 1, approximately) and this year we are doing the marathon again. I even saw the little boy whose picture i walked with..and then i just cried....
after seeing this display that one just cant put into words, i realized why i am doing it....even though i complain (who me?) about the fundraising and the fact that i couldnt walk for two days....this is why i raise all the money...so these kids can have a "normal" summer experience, so their parents can get a much needed and well deserved break, so these kids can have the time of their lives....
and it doesnt hurt to get hit in the head by god to make you realize how lucky you are and how you shouldn't take things for granted.
happy happy thursday
to sponsor Jack and myself in the marathon, please go to teamlifeline.org click on sponsor and enter ganchrow for the last name. if you dont want to sponsor us, you can make a general donation
(no goods or fees or services were received for this posting...this will be my only attempt to solicit all of you....but your donations are much appreciated....)
at 12 this morning ari and i were discussing all of the things i could write about today. many of them,surprisingly, involved making others laugh at his expense (well, if you wouldnt give me so much material, darling....) but i decided to go another way....
last night, after a mishap at clubhouse cafe (the mishap being that they ran out of 1/2 the things on the menu and this big girl was tasting her dipped roast beef sandwhich which they didnt have either so i pulled poor hungry ari out of there....)we were walking towards times square and heard singing and chanting...when we got closer, we saw that it was closed off and saw a sea of blue shirts dancing and jumping up and down. being the hip folks that we are, we had to go see what was going on. Camp simcha (which is chai life line's camp for kids with terminal illness') was having New York day for its kids...first they went to a show and now they were putting on a show for all of new york to see....i get chills thinking about it. every kid was smiling and participating to the best of their ability...every counselor was demonstrating such warmth and enthusiasm...it was incredible.
as some of you know, for son #1's bar mitzva he wanted to participate in the chai lifeline half marathon...i even blogged about the experience (archives jan 30-feb 1, approximately) and this year we are doing the marathon again. I even saw the little boy whose picture i walked with..and then i just cried....
after seeing this display that one just cant put into words, i realized why i am doing it....even though i complain (who me?) about the fundraising and the fact that i couldnt walk for two days....this is why i raise all the money...so these kids can have a "normal" summer experience, so their parents can get a much needed and well deserved break, so these kids can have the time of their lives....
and it doesnt hurt to get hit in the head by god to make you realize how lucky you are and how you shouldn't take things for granted.
happy happy thursday
to sponsor Jack and myself in the marathon, please go to teamlifeline.org click on sponsor and enter ganchrow for the last name. if you dont want to sponsor us, you can make a general donation
(no goods or fees or services were received for this posting...this will be my only attempt to solicit all of you....but your donations are much appreciated....)
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
wednesday july 21, 2010
summers gone by....(and the summer IS going by....)
Memories of summers past...we all have them. My dad's parents used to have a boat that they lived on at the paradise yacht club in brooklyn. once or twice a summer we would spend the day on the boat...i think i might have even slept over a few times...i remember the cute italians who worked there and always being afraid of the diving board...my sister getting bit by the bait we used to go fishing and the first time z100 premiered on the radio-think it was the summer of 82....
camp ramah in nyack..oy vey...i dreaded the zimriah, which was a camp wide singing event, because i never quite fit into the t shirt that we had to wear...(guess i still have that problem...)
and then there was the first time my parents sent me to sleepaway camp. the summer after i graduated elementary school. back in the 80's, it was not the best idea to send your newly teen-aged daughter to camp for the first time, for the second month. Girls are mean (still are) and they were horrendous that summer, to me. ari enjoys telling the boys that the only girl who was nice to me used to run around camp with a butterfly net, but i have no recollection of that. (though i do remember the girl who was nice to me...the one who accused me of stealing, well, lets just say i didn't feel badly when i heard she got divorced....like i said, girls are mean....)
fast forward to this summer....first month, gets an A+...i did almost everything on my list(dont come over if you have asthma, haven't gotten to dusting yet....) as for the second month....cant wait to spend it with the boys....in the car.....at batting practice....rain delays.....my in laws house....it's all good.....
happy wednesday
Memories of summers past...we all have them. My dad's parents used to have a boat that they lived on at the paradise yacht club in brooklyn. once or twice a summer we would spend the day on the boat...i think i might have even slept over a few times...i remember the cute italians who worked there and always being afraid of the diving board...my sister getting bit by the bait we used to go fishing and the first time z100 premiered on the radio-think it was the summer of 82....
camp ramah in nyack..oy vey...i dreaded the zimriah, which was a camp wide singing event, because i never quite fit into the t shirt that we had to wear...(guess i still have that problem...)
and then there was the first time my parents sent me to sleepaway camp. the summer after i graduated elementary school. back in the 80's, it was not the best idea to send your newly teen-aged daughter to camp for the first time, for the second month. Girls are mean (still are) and they were horrendous that summer, to me. ari enjoys telling the boys that the only girl who was nice to me used to run around camp with a butterfly net, but i have no recollection of that. (though i do remember the girl who was nice to me...the one who accused me of stealing, well, lets just say i didn't feel badly when i heard she got divorced....like i said, girls are mean....)
fast forward to this summer....first month, gets an A+...i did almost everything on my list(dont come over if you have asthma, haven't gotten to dusting yet....) as for the second month....cant wait to spend it with the boys....in the car.....at batting practice....rain delays.....my in laws house....it's all good.....
happy wednesday
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