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Today is Will’s 4th birthday.

And while we spent the better part of the morning analyzing all things associated with the number four, I started to get a little choked up. Because it seems like yesterday that I was in the hospital 2 weeks before my due date thinking, wait — maybe this wasn’t such a good idea, I’VE CHANGED MY MIND. Only to realize that every aspect of my over-controlled life was about to be out of control. Because he’s going to be taller than me tomorrow. Because, every time he says, “Mom, can I tell you something?…” I know that the something is going to be well thought out and packed tight with observations. Because whenever he catches me dancing in the car to The Police he gets mad and insists that he doesn’t need for me to be so silly — as if I need a four year old to set me straight, as I ignore him until he can’t take it anymore – “MOM, STOP IT!!!! I can’t think with you dancing like that! It’s making all of me hurt!” And the knock knock joke begins with “Knock Knock” and ends with “Orange Banana” — which makes no sense but leaves him rolling with laughter… Who cares that the rest of us are only laughing because he’s so cute that I CAN’T STAND IT. While he stands up halfway through Thanksgiving dinner to tell everyone that they only have 2 minutes left and then they have to leave and go home so that he can have some peace and quiet. Because, good GAWD, time goes by too fast.

It’s that time of the year.
Enough Said.

Can we just talk, for a minute, about how fast time goes by?
I mean, really.
Why must time, and the lack thereof, feel so chaotic… I mean we know that it is fleeting but does it have to feel so hectic at the same time?

This past weekend we had friends visiting — it was a blast, but the time went way too fast. And now, it’s Monday (yes, posting this on Tuesday–that’s how much time I had… just enough to write but not to actually publish) but then between design projects, this blog, finishing the downstairs bathroom, playing in the endlessly falling leaves with the boy, making sure to record it all as I go, cooking dinner–What would you do with a Spaghetti Squash?–Seeking out a cure for childhood food allergies, blaming it all on politics and the new Southampton Post Office… Ugh, going to the grocery store–Again. Laundry. And the clutter that I can’t seem to crawl out from under..Wow and only ten minutes before my conference call and then off to the doctor again to see if I can’t score a flu shot. Let’s just consider this week over. And then a wedding in the city on Saturday night–I have no idea what I am going to wear (any suggestions?)… Then two weeks of the same combined with our wedding anniversary, Thanksgiving and Will’s birthday.

Okay.. seven minutes until the conference call. How did we manage to pack a lifetime into the month of November? Did we sit down and say – this is the month that we are going to get it ALL DONE. Everything. Lifetime events paired with the necessary holiday traveling and My God – The PACKING! Couldn’t we have spread our lives out a little bit? I mean… we have 11 other months to work with, why do it all in one? And what am I doing here typing this — with everything else that needs to get done? Okay, 3 minutes left….The typing slows…as my mind goes blank and I suddenly find the silence to breathe.

HUGE Yawn, Stretch, blink, blink. It’s Tuesday – most of the nation just celebrated Thanksgiving with a 5 day weekend. Why so sleepy? Was it really that tough? Eating – drinking – eating – drinking… laughing, enjoying… eating, drinking… sitting around, catching up, watching football… eating, drinking… playing with kids, not working, watching the snow fall… riding in the car… heating up leftovers… so sleepy.

In other news, we’ve seen a major flux of traffic here at For the Birds… people from all over are reading our cryptic little nuances – Durango CO, Ashburn VA, Stockholm, Bermuda… and a few other interesting locals… Drop us a note next time your on…

A few months back we posted a note about the lovely speed limit signage that garnish our Hamptons gateways… We even had a little fun with it online… This being said… Wednesday night’s vandals (who we predict, will be caught–unfortunately) made us laugh all the way to Manorville… Then again during drinks on Thanksgiving in CT… Then again during leftovers in Massachusetts… Then again upon our East End return last night.

I find it hard to believe that the SHPD allowed such embarrassment to hang over a holiday weekend – but perhaps they found it endearing that people still cared enough to plan such a feat.

Kudos to the brave that risked their tails in the name of a little dark humor. We look forward to the onslaught…

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