Oct
20
What the hell happened to Tuesday? Where was I? Are there any other days of the week I’m missing?
Sheesh.
- Tova has been talking a bit recently about dreams. Her chocolate one is a particularly good one. I am not so lucky. I had a dream the other night about the cast of Castle. They were all there in their sexay, witty glory (only it was like they were real cops and not actors). Except Nathan Fillion, which tells you ALREADY that this cannot be the best dream EVER. Anyway, I was there too. And I was all “Hey baby, howzitgoing?” to, like, EACH AND EVERY ONE of them. And they were all COMPLETELY ignoring me and being all VRY SRS BZNS. And I woke up pissed because I had this opportunity for a sexy dream with some sexy people and had been roundly rejected by the ENTIRE cast. If Nathan Fillion had been there, I think I would have been SERIOUSLY depressed.
- So, I have my kid in a billion classes each week. Well, THREE, to be fair. But they cost us a fair bit, and I chose them carefully for her with some plans of getting her out into structured situations with teachers, and with some activities to help with her issues with textures… that sort of thing. Anyway, this week was the first week where we had all three classes in a row, and I can say without hesitation that That Baby was unimpressed. Swim class was NO GOOD NO because the pool was too cold. The Gym was fine except she did not want to do anything except swing on the rings. And her Gym and Crafts class today was great for the first 30 minutes in the gym where she could run and play — although she refused to participate in the games and activities there. After we moved into the classroom she did not want to participate in the activities AT ALL and sat at a little table playing with a toy telephone for an hour. No amount of cajoling and stern talking and bargaining from Mom could convince her otherwise. Admittedly, it is a little frustrating. So much for my plans of structure and new experiences. Meh, she’s just being two and a half, I guess.
- I am the world’s biggest project starter. I am, however, not so much a project FINISHER. I start something with great enthusiasm, only to have it die a lonely and neglected and unfinished death. So I have been trying, slowly, to push myself to finish some things in recent weeks. I have been to Michael’s and am painting That Baby’s name in big wooden letters with hippy dippy flowers on them for her wall (which I started in 2009). I am frogging a couple of sweaters (which have been sitting in a bag for years) to recycle the yarn. I am getting some charity knitting projects done. But BDH’s scarf? STILL NOT DONE. Good DOG I suck.
- I’ve been trying to plan and cook meals better, given our busy schedule. I am looking at crock pot recipes a lot, because I would rather spend my time post-Stinkerbelle’s nap actually PLAYING with Stinkerbelle, as opposed to her playing and watching a movie while I cook. Sometimes, it has worked out fine. But some weeks, I am just not planning as well as I would like to. Part of the problem is trial and error — it takes a LONG time to build up a repertoire of good recipes that everybody likes. Sometimes we hit upon a really good one, but then there will be two more that suck balls. What I really need to do is to sit down and organize my recipes better, so I have everything I need at my fingertips. I’ll get right on that. With my myriad free time.
