Friday, January 14, 2011

Buh Bye Fly Boy

Seven months ago, our oldest son and his family moved in with us. They were going to build a house on 5 acres we gave them. Matthew would be flying full time for the Army Natonal Guard and Molly would complete her Masters. As is the way of life, things changed, the guard job dissolved and Matthew spent the last 6 months looking for another pilot position. He finally found one last month but not in Oklahoma. So, today Bob helped Matt, Molly, Addee Mae and Mikey load up the U-Haul and head to New Mexico where Matt will fly civilian Medi-flight and National Guard counter drug. They are one year contracts and the plan is to get back to Oklahoma and build their home. Whatever. Anyway, for the last few weeks, Matt has been driving me crazy.


“You’re gonna cry when we leave.”


“Yeah. Tears of joy because the reign of terror is ending.”


“Whatever old woman. You’ll see. We’ll be driving away and you’ll be crying.”


“Don’t hold your breath bucko.”


I mean really. Why would I cry? I will finally have a clean car that isn’t filled with maniacs and Disney movies.





I can finally get to the fireplace without having to swim through sticky faced gremlins.


 



I won't have baby chicks in the shower.




I won't have trouble figuring out which one is the monkey any more.




I can go outside without getting buzzed by this.





I can camp in peace and quiet without hordes of goonies.




And finally, I can sit at my table and drink my tea alone. With nobody to talk to. Without this one having deep, intellectual discussions with me. Or praying with me. Or telling me how much I am loved.





Yep, it will be great and I won't shed a tear. Not one single tear. I will be smiling because they are finally gone and I can sit back and relax without having to plan anymore dinner parties or get-togethers or cheese and whine girls nights. Not one tear.




I'm going to chop more onions now. The end.



18 comments:

Teresa - in the Middle Side of Life said...

awww.... i can relate... as much as i wanted amy to get married again and give isaiah a dad, it was bittersweet because we'd had him for 4 years.

you go chop up that onion. make it two... one for you and one for me!

Rawknrobyn.blogspot.com said...

Marla, this is hilarious, with a tinge of sadness. I think you'll need to remember those baby chicks in the shower, when things start to feel too normal after they leave. I'd have to draw the line on showering with chicks. You're a more tolerant woman than I.
Big hugs.
xoRobyn

The Duck Herder said...

yeah....better git into those onions baby. I think you might have a few to go.


you ARE A CRACK UP.

big love
Duckie xxxx

J.J. in L.A. said...

Haha! Too cute! I hope you eventually run out of onions, hon.

Have you ever been to New Mexico? It's a beautiful state. And a year passes quicker, the older we get.

TechnoBabe said...

You are going to be chopping lots of onions over the next few weeks. You are so cute. Best wishes to the little family heading for a different state. I hope they do well there and get to build their house soon.

Brian Miller said...

chop away...smiles. wont miss them at all for sure...fun pics...

aLmYbNeNr said...

Aw, it'll be ok and they'll be back. I love all the pics...they look like lots of fun!

Katie said...

What great pictures. The one of kids in the car is totally adorable.
Baby chicks in the shower?
You DO need to write a book!

Oklahoma Granny said...

Onions - what a great cover!

Coby said...

Yippeee! Some of those crazy Hansens are making their way to NM! If they're close to me and need something, give me a holler!

Really? Chicks in the shower? I'm the only chick in my shower!

Enchanted Oak said...

I've spent half the morning here with you, catching up. All I can say is may God rain down blessings on your journey. That's dumb to say because God doesn't need a poke in the shoulder from me to release his bountiful mercies on you. But it makes me feel part of the family. Sending lots of love and hugs...Chris

Katharine said...

I'm guessing there were tears in the u-haul too! Hope your day is full of wonderful memories...and a year is shorter than you think!
Blessings

Mrs. Tuna said...

Darn it, I'm sure you won't miss them at all. Sniff, sniff. Pass the tissues.

gayle said...

I love the way you posted this!! I know how much you are going to miss them!

Anna said...

*tears* what a sweet family :)

Shelley said...

Thinking of you during this transition.

Kathy's Klothesline said...

Chaos is fun, but quiet is,too! I always cry when I part with mine and I don't even try to cover with onions (too lazy.......)

Air Purifier said...

Your blog is so funny, I love your writing style. My parents want me so badly to move back in with them- I'm not married with kids but even if I was I wouldn't be surprised if they wanted me to stay there! Don't get me wrong, I appreciate their love and all that, but I need my space! What he meant was HE was going to miss living with YOU! What a nice mommy. :)