Tuesday September 30, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Golly gee wizz, the kiddos and I had a wonderfully smooth day.  Scarlet had a day off from school due to kindergarten testing (staggered days) and we all had much fun just hanging out at the homestead.  We are officially in our single parent family groove and today it was shockingly fun/easy and the chitlins are oh so happy.  Let's keep it going!

Worst Part of the Day-

I am watching an indie documentary on PBS called Critical Condition about the health care crisis in our country...it is crazily depressing.  What the hell?  Why can't we get national health care??? For all of the nay sayers--it's just like having public school be a part of our world--if you don't like public schools you can always send your kids to private, but at least the public school are frickin THERE as a backup for the nation.  It's just like the US Postal System--if ya need faster service you can pay for FedEx--but at least there is a basic service there for those who want/need only the basics.  (Sorry so remedial, but many people simply do not know.) Let's scrounge up some vision in this country.  I just cannot see it happening...

Monday September 29, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - The gas crisis continues in Charlotte! It sucks - it feel like ... well (ominously) a glimpse of the future and me no likey. Luckily Erik and I did some tandem research and found a gas station for him to take his almost on E car tonight. Also the dog escaped again and I am needing to find a fenced in playground so the kiddos get their outside time and I don't go insane in the process.

Best Part of the Day - Finally talked to my mom .... turns out much has happened since we last spoke. But I do THANK her for sending all the stuff I left behind in Michigan - now I have a working cell phone and camera.
NOTE - my mom had knee surgery on Thursday and so she took it easy ... drinks on Friday, party on Saturday and some sort of get together on Sunday. And peeps, for this woman and her familial types, this IS taking it easy. (Please note - she is also receiving guests.)

Monday September 29, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

My mom came over to babysit while I took Scarlet to our soccer practice and then I headed solo to my regular Monday evening work stuff. 

1.)  Scarlet did MUCH better (there was no where for her to go but up, trust me...) at soccer practice than her last appearance.  I give her a B- (waaaaay better than an F).

2.)  It is wonderful to jet out the door with a responsible family member in charge of the kids. Liam was crying FOR her to stay: "Bah-bie, Bah-bie".  I barely gave her any instruction and the kids had a balanced meal, baths, books and an incident-free bedtime AND the home was tidy upon my arrival.  It's the little things that please me soooo.

Worst Part of the Day-

I am quite close to completing my upstairs hallway painting project...close, but not complete.  I am falling into my usual pattern:  initially going balls out and then losing steam--specifically on a painting project because the trim is simply not fun for me.  I meagerly attempted finishing twice today, but stopped because I just wasn't feeling it.   Therefore, it looms...

Sunday September 28, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Oh the afternoon was looonggg. Both boyz took short naps and it was bad news. It just felt like a long day (and not in the good way).

Best Part of the Day - Went to Pilates sans kiddos and husband so it was easy sleazy to get out the door and in the gym. My hip flexors now hurt but it was worth it for one hour of peace! (Sad when the gym is peace, but that 's where I'm at.)

Saturday September 27, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - I was talked into dinner with Uncle Chris and Aunt Ann because it was going to be at this area that has an outdoor play area surrounded by casual restaurants. Okay - I'm in! Then we get a call on our way over that there is this OTHER place with blow up jumpy tents and the like. Okay - I'm in! Erik and I take turns chasing ze IMP who somehow found a seven balloon bouquet for a hour and a half (which was actually fun - beer in one hand, gorgeous day, it's all good!) Then it is somehow decided (clearly without my input) that we are going to a nearby restaurant. Thank GOD it was a loud one as the IMP proceeded to YELL and SCREAM and CRY until his food arrived. Then he quieted down for maybe 15 minutes and was back at it. At one point Erik looks at me and says "do you have the DVD player?" And I give him a LOOK and say "Nope, I thought we were eating outside." And he sheepishly says "yeah, plans changed." Then Saintly Aunt Ann took him on a walk so we could eat ... but really? Just as I'd dreamed dinner out with IMP would be ... no more until he's 17.

Best Part of the Day - On a positive note - SB sat nicely for about 80% of the dinner which I think is amazing and made me feel like maybe just maybe we can eat out as a family before IMP is 17. Also Erik and I agreed (on the way home) that we HAVE to keep going out no matter how blood pressure raising the kiddos are .... it's just the way it is. I just can't wait until threats really work.

Sunday September 28, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

The kids played really well together today.  Scarlet knew I was displeased with her attitude yesterday so she stepped it up today (thank the lord!)  The kids played harmoniously with a card board box, no less, for almost an hour in the backyard.  I took them to an indoor play area in a mall late this afternoon and when it was time to leave there was no stalling or tears--just smiles and a genuine, "Thank you for taking us here, Mom!"  Now you are talking my language, Little Miss.  Manners get you more, as I always say.  (I'm working on the release of that bumper sticker in winter '09.  Any takers?)

Worst Part of the Day-

It occurred to me that my new hair color may be a bit too dark.  I was going for an autumn tone down of the highlights.  I don't think a mid-30's mom of two should be as seriously into goth (or death metal) as I appear.  

Saturday September 27, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Slept in and in and in!!!  I love you, Mr. Sandman.  Don't ever leave me again...ever.

Worst Part of the Day-

I know the S.S. Maeven is still recovering from her 7 day sickness (she fell asleep 1 minute after I picked her up from my parents' and snoozed the entire ride back), but mylanta she was whiney and sassy tonight.  

Friday September 26, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

My mom came over and grabbed the kidlets for an overnight around 5 this pm.  It was super duper fun to have many moments to lounge, clean, bathe, paint, watch most of the debate AND enjoy some beers (and fried cheese) with the old gang.

Worst Part of the Day-

A few moments after my first uninterrupted, luxurious shower in months (complete with shaving the necessary parts and conditioning the newly tamed mane) my calming experience was cut short (like a needle off the record) by a ferocious, inappropriately loud knocking--actually banging--on my front door.  The bathroom was still steamy and I was in my plush robe and I thought What the hell?  Who is trying to bash down my door at 8pm on a Friday? Anyone who has ever come over here knows we don't use the front door--only the side door--so it was perplexing.  Also anyone who knows me knows darn well I have a mini-fear of strangers in the night (especially when bathing) and am home alone and blind without contacts or glasses (too many Law and Orders, I know.)  I yelled out the upstairs window in my toughest sounding voice, "Who's there?"  I heard nothing at first and then a man's voice yell, "John".  Though it is allegedly the most common males' name, I happen to not know any Johns who would stop over uninvited.  Again he pounds on the door.  I respond with another shout, "Dude!  Can I help you?!"  At this point I am thinking he must be a cop to haul me down to the precinct for some strange reason (too many Law and Orders as well.)  He says, "I'm with Working America and here to talk about the election, blah, blah, blah."   As much as I want to say Don't you see the Obama/Biden sign in the yard?  I'm on it.  And knocking THAT hard will probably not get you what you want going door to door!  I say nothing except, "this is not a good time, goodbye."  He freaked my well-groomed self out.

Friday September 26, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - It rained and rained and rained today. And a hard rain at that. The kiddos were stir crazy by the end of the day (no outside??? HORRORS!) and entertained themselves by twirling each other around in a chair and then trying to walk around. I'm surprised that puke was not a part of our day, to be honest.

Best Part of the Day - Swilling some red wine and watching the debate with Erik. I do admit to getting a tich heated during it (and having to pause it to let off some steam), but all in all I tried to watch and listen to what was being said without prejudgments. But there was not much change in my opinion from start to finish.

Thursday September 25, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

No chiltlins (for the morn):  Scarlet is on the mend after 7 days...she was successfully put on the bus and Liam happily went to the sitters' so Mama went to get a vastly needed hair cut (my frizzy hippie hair was giving me that homeless lady look again).  It was divine to take a moment to beautify and sit and flip through fashion mags. 

Worst Part of the Day-

The chitlins:  

1).  Liam is in full boy destructo mode (sorry friends who don't like gendertyping, but my girl was never a hitter!).  Liam will now clock anyone in the head quite hard with a toy and then smile as the recipient of his violence looks sad and says "gentle, gentle".  He will be "gentle" for one stroke of the face and then back to smacking.  He also put 2 tooth brushes Lincoln Log style down the bathroom sink.  The toothbrush retrieval process was like an annoying, slippery game of Operation--I did not love.  The finale of his day's antics involved more pain infliction:  in all of 3 minutes, he moved his new kitchen stool (intended for independence, not shenanigans!) and opened drawers and found a box of thumb tacks and proceeded to pepper the stairs with them as I was starting the bath.  When I walked down the steps to grab him I was non-pleasantly surprised with 5 tacks in the feet.  He chuckled...

2).  Scarlet had a note sent home from her teacher that explained how S. "grabbed a fellow student's bottom while waiting in the lunch line...please remind her to keep her hands to herself..."  OMG.  At least her victim of assault was a girl she is friends with.  Scarlet's version:  Her friend asked her to grab her butt and she did it.  She doesn't know why, she just did.  Seriously?  In K-4?

Thursday September 25, 2008

Best Part of the Day - Arrived at the DMV and studied pamphlet front to back (Okay - so I skimmed, but a thorough skimming). Only took about 20 minutes to get in to take the test. Passed the test with a 99% score (you know, I just needed to APPLY myself). Nice lady waives the driving test - whoo hoo! Get my NC Driver's License and head out to grocery store, to pick up recycling bins (FINALLY!) and to the library (where three books I chose online are waiting for me! Love it!)
Also for the second day in a row, right before his bath, IMP just lifted himself on to the toilet and went pee. HOORAY - now we just need to get him to do it at other times of the day!!

Worst Part of the Day - The entire time I'm erranding - IMP is sicky with a temperature at preschool and they are trying and trying and trying to get ahold of me!!! The messages get progressively more frantic with IMP WAILING in the background. OH crap. I race to the preschool and find him sleeping in the corner. They finally figured out that his shoes were too tight or put with his toes crunched and once they took them off he was eventually able to fall asleep. (Weirdly he wore this shoes on Tuesday, no problem, and he did not have a temp when I picked him up.) I did get some grim looks and tsk tsks regarding my not calling back and my husband not calling back and my emergency contact not calling back. Whoops - there goes my Mother of the Year Award ... again.

Wednesday September 24, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Erik in a bad and sad mood. He's holding it together but he just doesn't seem to be enjoying his fellowship (one of the lead dudes who he was wanting to learn from has very unfortunately taken a medical leave). Sucky, sucky. Reminds me a tich of the dark days of residency.

Best Part of the Day - Erik and I had dinner and Dexter (aren't y'all glad the Season Finale was watched so I can't make it the Best Part of my Day any longer?) Oh my - it twas good. But now Season Three is just starting so we have to wait to watch more.

Wednesday September 24, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Clean, fresh home!!  (I know--dork-a-lork, but I love it clean and fresh!!)

Worst Part of the Day-

I woke Scarl in the morn and she seemed chipper, so I informed her she would be going to school after the 2 day absence.  We readied and walked the 1/2 block to her bus stop corner and she started coughing as she has been for 5 days.  She then started hacking away.  Then hocking up serious phlegm and making ugly, loud guttural sounds.  As the bus pulled up she was hurling and coughing and dramatically spitting phlegm on the ground.  The bus lady said "You're not gonna send her to school like that are you?"  I was thinking, hey I know it looks and SOUNDS horrible, but it's fine--it's just a cough--it's not puking.  Then S. started wailing "Don't make me throw up on the bus in front of the kids..."   We said goodbye to the bus and walked back home to re-evaluate the plan.  

Tuesday September 23, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - A trip to the NC DMV. After two hours and fifteen minutes of waiting ... I finally get in! I am all set with my documents, I register to vote, I'm an organ donor and here is where I'm to take the test. Um test? What test? I thought if I surrendered my NH Driver's License that I didn't have to take a test ... oh, that would be an actual driving test (which they could still make me take, this is the written test). Too bad I didn't use the two hours and fifteen minutes to study the DAMN pamphlet. But I did only miss passing by one point - not bad for not studying. But back I will go on Thursday (oh and you can retake the test every day (!) until you pass it). Of course I could only run to the grocery store and did not have time for all my other errands that were planned. Boooooo.

Best Part of the Day - Dexter and Dinner. Can't get enough of this show - am on the edge of my seat with anti ...... cipation!

Tuesday September 23, 2008

Worst Part of the Day-

S. is still illin.  Another sick day from school.  She looks terrible and the fever simply will not be stopped.  She is lethargic and feels crummy.  I called the doc and somewhat lobbied to get a chest x-ray ordered--to be reassured it is not a pneumonia of sorts (and to feel o.k. about nudging her back to school on Wednesday.)  I waited for a phone call back from the Dr. office and then we waited to get the x-ray done at the hospital and then more waiting for the results from the radiologist.   Wait, wait, wait.

Best Part of the Day-

The x-ray is clear!  My main worries have been quelled.  

Also, in an energetic period of the day, S. assisted me with her b-day partay invites and she was very helpful.  She has a great attention for detail.  When making a semblance of a guest list (this is vastly different from 3rd and 4th birthdays when every man, woman and child was an invitee...) she informed me that she would have both of her boyfriends present--they are brothers apparently. Ex-squeeze me!  "A 5 year-old can have boyfriends", she declared.   Maybe--but brothers?  That aint coo.  

Monday September 22, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

"Coaching" the 4 and 5 year-olds in soccer.  All was well tonight (as Miss S. was sickie, so no sassiness from high heaven...)  It was a really great and fun practice.  The parents were video-taping and snapping pics and at the end the kids were bummed that it was time to leave.  "I can't wait a whole week to see you, Coach Megan!" the tiniest of 5 year-old boys cried.   I will see you next week, my good listenin' soccer Sweets.  

Worst Part of the Day-

Whoa is me.  (Whoa is you, too, after you read this.  I'm sorra...)

Scarlet awoke at 5 am with the high ass fever again so I scrambled to find her bus company # and called to say she wouldn't be making it to school.  I then called the school and left a similar message.  I had to wait until 8:30 to call her doc (who is on maternity leave) so I made an appt with her doc's partner for 11:30am.  

After seeing the doc we all agreed that this looks pretty much like a bad, bad virus as of course S. was mildly chipper and talkative in the office.  She fell asleep immediately in the car on the way home.  I gave her soup for lunch and Motrin and headed to work straight away at 1pm to prep/teach my class until 5pm.  From 5:15 to 6:45 I did the soccer thing.  7pm-10pm was doctor rounds at work.  I called Will-O three times throughout the eve to check in on S. as I was really concerned and wanted an update on eating, hydrating and Motrin administration, but his phone turned off.  On my way home shortly after 10pm I called again to see if there was anything I could pick up for the patient--no answer, phone off.  

I walked in the home and immediately checked on S. and she was burning hot under her covers. I woke W. and asked when she last had Motrin.  He says he didn't give it.  He says she didn't eat much and hardly drank anything.  He says he is surprised I didn't bring home popsicles.  (How was I to know she wasn't drinking any of the 5 kinds of juice in the fridge for the 8 hours I was gone?  Call me.  Turn on your phone.  Give the med I've been talking about constantly...)  

As I am getting ready for bed S. starts crying and I pick her up and carry her into my bed she says "my stomach..." and proceeds to throw up all over me (I really don't mind) and the bed (mmmmm).  I clean her, change jammies, take temp, give Motrin, give sips of Gatorade, help brush her teeth and put her back down.  I throw in a load of delicious laundry and sit down to exhale and Will-O asks "Where were you this whole time, anyway?"   I was too stunned to speak.  (Ice pick, are you near me?  I will use you...) 

Hmmm.  Where I was did not have any sleeping in until 9, napping, retiring early and forgetting to give Motrin at the 6-8 hour mark.  It had a whole lot of non-eating, non-sitting, while calling, caring, nursing, working, volunteering, more working and cleaning.  Where I was was more doable than where I am now--(frustrated!) and not because of any kids puking straight down my back or in the crevices of my bed.  Ice pick?!*

Happy B-Day to Miss Mol!!!  (Need yo address...)  Missing you already!  How are we so elderly?

Monday September 22, 2008

It's My Birthday!

Worst Part of the Day - I was happy to do a favor for Uncle Chris (his wife is out of town and so I was going to pick up young Carson from daycare). What I didn't know is that I should have just picked C up and then headed home. I thought we had another babysitter coming, but Uncle Chris (nicely) insisted on babysitting. SO I get to C's daycare, get both boyz out of the car, get his carseat, head to the playground, get Carson, have to change Carson in the car (ugh) and then finally head to his brother Jack's school (this is the time when I should have headed HOME! But, again, thought I was supposed to head to Jack's school. Sigh, sigh). So I get all three boyz out of the car, walk them to the classroom only to head out ten minutes later .... blah, blah, blah. By the time I get home I'm pissy. Then Erik gets pissy and we're off to an awesome date night.
Also Erik and I had an overpriced, subpar meal .... blah, blah, blah.

Best Part of the Day - After 20 minutes of pissiness at the restaurant, Erik and I recover and go on to have an excellent time (mostly dissing the food at the restaurant and talking about the future). Then we head to the Cheesecake Factory for some much needed birthday dessert. So fun to live in a city where stuff is open past 9:30 p.m. Have to love that. Overall - a good birthday! Too bad I didn't get to talk to anyone as my phone charger was left in Michigan and I'm waiting for it to be mailed! UGH!

Sunday September 21, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

It is Will-O's birthday and I made a somewhat dramatized effort (partly to show the chitlins this is what we do to prepare for a birthday!) to get his favorite food, drink, etc. for dinner as his plan was to be back here for 2 days in between tour dates.  Scarlet and I baked and decorated a cake in honor of his years of life.  The "celebration" was lukewarm (due to S. feeling under the weather and not present for singing/candles) but fine.

Worst Part of the Day-

Scarlet has some type of nasty viral fever/headaches/body aches ordeal.  I feel really bad for her as she just looks illin--the palest of faces, sunken eyes with dark circles--and this fever that just won't quit despite the scheduled 6 hour Motrin.  It was a gorgeous day (and these won't last, people!) so I thought we could take a 2 block walk as we had been in much of the day lounging and watching movies due to the sickie.    Needless to say it was a poor choice by this Mama/nurse.  1/2 block into this intended to be leisurely stroll, S. was wheezing and whining.  I ended up carrying a constantly trying to break free Liam in one arm while pushing this limp 43 pound child in the baby jogger with the other.  It was not physically easy or very enjoyable.  I swear I had a police officer drive past and then slow down to better survey this weird scene.   I guess it is best not to force the outside time...

Sunday September 21, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Awoken at 5:30 a.m. by an extremely upset little 3.5 year old nephew. He and SB were under the bed for some reason .... and nephew kept saying "I can't get out! I can't get out!" So finally after trying to get him to come out, I just had to drag him out. Then I set him back up in his sleeping bag (SB slept though all of this) and went back to bed only to be called back about 20 minutes later (this would of course be just about when I was asleep). I again comforted him, put him back in his sleeping bag and went back to bed. The third time he cried out, I hid under the covers until Uncle Erik came to the rescue. The last thing I remember before falling back asleep was our sweet nephew saying "There's SNAKES!" and Erik saying, gruffly, "There are NO snakes - for sure." Man am I TIRED!

Best Part of the Day - Erik took SB (along with Uncle Chris and his kiddos) to this amazing (so I hear) open animal kingdom type place. You pay for admission and then buy buckets o' food and the animals reach in through the windows, sunroof, wherever to get the food. Anyways, IMP and I (after a dose o' Motrin for his erupting baby Vampire teeth) had an excellent afternoon of one on one fun. We went to the library (where he was a menace, but adorably so) and on a walk and played with his choice of toys. Finally dinner and bath by his lonesome. He's funny - clearly loves to be with SB, but doesn't mind being an only lonely as well.

Saturday September 20, 2008

Worst Part of the Day-

When you are functioning as a single mom it is kinda A LOT to get a sitter.  One must clean for the sitter, get snacks and drinks for the sitter, pick-up the sitter and get a friend to come back to you house with you while you drive the sitter home.  It is a lot more than saying "hey Baby Daddy-- you stay home with the kids tonight while I go out, alright?"  Doh.

Best Part of the Day-

I laughed so hard that I cried and gasped for air within minutes of walking into the party (the whole sitter thing allowed me to do this so I will not complain.)  It was a riot.  I have not laughed that hard in eons.    It is far too inappropriATE for me to explain the origin of the laughter fit...

Friday September 19, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Today was the first day S. took the school bus (I wanted to ease her in to all of this school madness) and I was secretly and quietly tentative.  She did great!!  There are only 2 other kids on the bus when she will be picked up and one girl who is maybe 10 (S. loves girls who are 10!) she would help her out and show her the ropes.  She waved bye and just hopped right on.  I'll admit waving goodbye to her as the bus drove away did make me choke up.  

Worst Part of the Day-

Alright, Fridays are my weak day o' the week.  It seems that by Friday I am beat down by the week events and this was the case today.  I took the kids on a post-bath/pre-bed walk as it was idyllic outside and I know this will not last.  When we got in the house I had everyone down by 6:45pm and wanted someone to tuck me in and put me down.  I was dead tired and decided to lay down for a sec before I did my standard dishes and kitchen clean-up.  I awoke at 11:30pm with contact lenses stuck to my eyeballs and teeth needing a scrub.  I walked down to quickly do the dishes and noticed the side door not only unlocked, but physically wide ass open!!!  We (I) obviously left it open on our way back in from our evening stroll.  Whoa, get it together Mama.

Saturday September 20, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Classic rookie error ... Erik and I babysat overnight for our nephews (his brother's boys). We put IMP to bed in his own room on time and he went right to sleep. Then we put the other three all in SB's room. SB in his bed and the other two in sleeping bags on the floor. I did express mild disbelief that this would work ... but then we didn't have any other real options as the guest room is still filled with boxes from the move. But then we did agree that they would mess around for a half hour or so and then go to bed. So after two hours and fifteen minutes of laughter, jumping, horsing around, music playing and the like and after five times of Erik or I going into the room ... we put one boy in IMP's room, one boy in our room and left IMP in his bed. They were all asleep within minutes.

Best Part of the Day - We took the boyz on Uncle Chris' boat and it was soooo fun. A perfect sunny day with warm water. SB was perfect the entire time. IMP started out unsure and crying, but then was in the water laughing and having a great time. A wonderful way to spend a Saturday afternoon.

Most Disturbing Part of the Day - While driving to Uncle Chris' boat we had to slip in behind him and slightly cut off a truck driver (and I do mean slightly - there had to have been at least a car length and a half in front of him). Well the truck driver honks the horn at us and then speeds up. Erik switches lanes and the guy pulls up next to us, flips us off and honks his horn again. Okay. Then he speeds up and quickly veers his truck over to our lane as if he's trying to run us off the road. WHAT THE FUCK! So I (being so mature and calm) when we pass him again pick up the cell phone and gesture to him that I'm going to call and report his ass. He flips us off again, speeds up and veers his truck over to our lane again making Erik go off onto the shoulder (mind you we are in a MINIVAN with two kiddos and a dog). It was SO crazy - what a psycho and I am going to report his ass - what an angry person!

Friday September 19, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - We headed over to Erik's brother's house for dinner and to do a small celebration for SB's birthday (which was awhile ago, but we're slow around here.) I know that my sister-in-law is having a girl's night and as we walk in the house I smell ... the fresh lemon scent of the cleaning lady. Oh no. We're walking into their pristine house with our double Tasmanian Devils. So I try to keep them and the toys and the house in check but there was spillage of plant dirt on the cream carpet and crumbs and other typical kid stuff. Blech - just a poorly timed event.

Best Part of the Day - Amidst the trying to keep someone else house clean, we did have lots of fun at Chris and Ann's place. The kids all played well together for the most part. SB got to blow out a candle on a cupcake and open a present (lucky boy). And Erik and I came home with tired kiddos already in their pj's. So we chilled out with some more Dexters and then hit ze sack.

Thursday September 18, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Mama scheduled a pediatrician appt for the two boyz months ago with a new pediatrician in Charlotte. And today's the day. Even though the boyz will miss a tich of preschool, I HAVE to get IMP in as he is now two months late for his 18 month immunizations. So we head out the door with much time to spare and make the drive. I know I'm the first appt of the day and want to get in and out. Arriving at the office, we walk in to see a line in front of us and a large desk. OKAY so this is an office for little ones and the waiting room filled with toys and books and games is ... where?? IMP's not one to be unaware of his surroundings and he immediately bursts into tears and pulls me toward the door. Sorry, sugar, but mama can't lose her place in this annoyingly long and slow line. So after 10 minutes of him wailing and the other moms (seriously) giving me dirty looks (this isn't a movie, right?) I get to the front and am given five forms to fill out. Really? Couldn't have gotten these to me two months ago, eh? In the meantime, IMP and SB are knocking over a tree in the corner. I finally am gathering my things and the woman behind the desk says "do you need some help?" Nope, I've got it. I head to the waiting room and it's filled with ... nothing. There is ONE book and a lousy fish tank (I see no fish in it). Huh. So we get called back and the check ups go fine (they actually measured IMP twice because they couldn't believe how big he was and SB sat so still during his exam, it was hilarious.). The the doctor tells me there are not shots today. But how can this be - he's late for his 18 month shots. Well it seems that New Hampshire is way ahead of North Carolina in terms of what immunization is given when to little ones. Is there no Federal mandate on this stuff?? I don't know what is scarier - giving it to them early or giving it to them late. UGH.

Best Part of the Day - Dinner and Dexter (Season Two) with Erik. We had to force ourselves to turn it off - so clever and dark and good!

Thursday September 18, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Doing it up while leaving a miniscule carbon footprint on a gorgeous end o' summer day:

1)  I mowed the lawn with the manual push mower.  It is moderately fun and I do feel like a badass.  I only takes 30 minutes tops and it is mini-exercise.

2)  I made major headway on painting the upstairs hallway with environmentally friendly paint (what is all of the other paint???)

3)  I hung laundry on the clothesline (who am I?)

Worst Part of the Day-

There must be animal fat/animal protein deficiency in my diet (yeah, that's it) 'cause I am craving and scarfing down French onion dip like mad.  I am talking 3 separate times this month and prior to this episode, I had not had it (or thought about it) since college dorm life cicra 1992.  

Wednesday September 17, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Scarl's school Open House was this eve.  It was very cool to see and be seen.  She wore a highly fancy dress while justifying, "Well it's a big night!"  We spotted our family hat project in the gallery (yes, it is the tiniest--all part of my plan...), and had a chance to say hi to all of her teachers (dance, music, art, drama, gym, computer and regular ol teacher--whew).  The drama space made me want to sing out Tomorrow! from Annie (so I belted out a few bars).  The dance studio is complete with shiny basketball court-like floor, ballet bars, mirrors, etc.  Liam was kind of geeked out in there...it does make one want to bust out some moves.

I could tell S. is feeling more comfortable with the school and the lay of the land.  Good to see.

Worst Part of the Day-

I could not find my work keys anywhere!  I asked Liam if he knew (I stupidly often let him play with the keys--it makes no sense, he just loves keys...).  He said "pee pee."  I said "not pee pee--key".  He repeated "pee pee".  As I was brushing my teeth and getting fancy for the Open House I saw the missing keys (key card and all) safely at he bottom of the toilet.  Dude.  Key key in the pee pee is very yickeeey.

Most Inappropriate (rambling) Comment of the Day-

There were some snacks at the Open House and Scarlet being her helpful self ran up to a woman (probably an older looking 48 year-old) and said the following:  "You look like a nice old lady who likes to eat...here's a snack for you, Old Lady.  Do you have teeth?  Some old ladies don't have teeth and some do, so if you don't then we can smash it up and if you do--oh yes, I see your teeth now...they are a little brown like my Grandpa Bill's...he's old like you and he never brushes or eats fruits or vegetables.  Maybe you should not eat this cookie and I should get you some fruit salad.  I'll be right back with some fruit salad, Old Lady!"  

Wednesday September 17, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Feeling very icky due to non-showering (how many days can I go?) and pending menstrual issues. So very, very gross day. And our rental home does not appear to have any screens on the windows?? So it's hot in our house and cool outside. No likey.

Best Part of the Day - Had a nice long evening by myself consisting of peanut butter, crackers and a DVR'd 90210 episode. Dylan is the father??? Whoa.

Tuesday September 16, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - I thought that preschool teachers were all supposed to be sweet as pie and ... well I thought SB's teacher was kind of a beeaytch. And thinking back, I think it is actually less her fault and more the fault of the program director. See, I went in to talk to the director and was given a definite loosey, goosey vibe (as in - it's all good! Just show up on that Tuesday!) Thank GOD I received an e-mail from IMP's teacher telling me what to pack. It's very, very regimented (which I don't think is a bad thing - probably necessary when dealing with tots and parentals). But anyways - I'm wanting to chat briefly about my child and she is wanting me out the door. She's wanting my child potty trained and I'm telling her he is definitely NOT trained. And as she is ushering me out the door with "we'd love to stay and chat, but we have to greet all the other students." (and the classroom is totally empty). But still ... I think that maybe some information PRIOR to this day might have been helpful for the both o' us. Also this teacher did not appreciate the IMP tearing down the apples with names on them off her door (I have to say that I gleefully laughed inwardly .. very immature.)



Best Part of the Day - Um (barring first encounter with SB's teech) preschool ROCKS!! I had time to finish unpacking Erik's and my room (maybe the messy, un-fengshui was contributing to my sleep issues). I had numerous cups of tea that did not:
a. get cold
b. get spilled
c. get forgotten
Upon picking up the children I received positive reports ("sweet but quiet" for SB and "ate all his lunch and did pretty well for his first day" for IMP.) Then naps and then we had a lovely afternoon of playtime fun. So blissful.

Tuesday September 16, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Will-O set off to tour today after a one year hiatus due to the horrible and horribly annoying car accident.  (It is about time, if I dare say).  

The home is peaceful and tidy.  The kids are healthy and snoozing.  Order and calm are gleefully being summoned back to my world.  I love you, order and calm.  (How I missed you...)

Worst Part of the Day-

Serious lack of muscle tone abounds.

Monday September 15, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - I was so, so, so tired by the end of the day - yet could not fall asleep. So very frustrating. I hate that feeling and hope it is not a portend of things to come (i.e. sleep issues like it seems 85% of the nation deals with).

Best Part of the Day - The boyz and I had a lovely morning and a lovely afternoon. They played well apart and together and while there were moments of crying, whining and the usual ... it just wasn't as bad or for as long. So the day clipped by with all of us playing apart and together and it felt very sane and good. I even made dinner for Erik and I - amazing.

Monday September 15, 2008

Worst Part of the Day-

So I volunteered to coach Scarlet's 4-5 year-old soccer team and tonight was the first practice.  

It didn't start until 5:15pm, but she was in cleats and ready for action at 4pm.  We were both excited and really ready for the fun.  Mom and daughter--coach and player!   Woo-hoo.   Day 1. We were were the first ones at the field so I could set-up cones and balls, etc.  As soon as the kids started coming Scarlet started to get into a bit of her show-off routine but I didn't think anything of it.  Mid-way through she started blatantly not listening to me at all and near the end she was literally having a kicking and screaming tantrum.  I did my best to ignore and gloss over the atypical and completely unexpected behavior, but it was over the top.   I have NEVER seen my child (who is almost 5!) act like this "naughty" before.  It made me want to cry; it was so embarrassing.  Instead I had to go on and keep the practice going with a "I'm a fun and well-adjusted Mom/coach" smile plastered on my face as the parents thought to themselves "thank god my child isn't a freak show like that girl!"

Best Part of the Day-

As I was driving (red cheeked and alarmed) from the soccer field I checked my phone and saw that Cuz K called.  I called her back immediately as she has worked with preschoolers for the last 20 years.  I relayed the story about Scarlet's actions (I was mortified!) and she didn't even seem phased by it.  She explained "Scarlet has to share you with the other kids and that's challenging..." She went on to say that she had that happen when she taught her child and all of her teacher buds have experienced the same thing with their 4 year-old-ish kids.  Holy schnickies--I just went from signing my child up for psychotherapy to thinking it's par for the course--in 5 minutes time.  I just didn't have the this is what to expect talk with Scarl prior to this practice.  When I hung up with Cuz K, I asked Scarlet point blank, "Was it different having to share me with the others at soccer?"  She sheepishly smiled and said "Yeah, it was hard to see you saying 'good job' to all of the kids."  Who the hell knew?  So instead of laying into her or putting her on any Thinking Step I simply said "Next week you will know that I have to be the coach to you and all the kids on the team.  You have to share me."  "I know.  I was really acting like a baby" she said. 

Thank you, Early Childhood Guru!  I cannot tell you how much better I feel!    (I am still ever so slightly leery for next week...the post-trauma lingers a bit.)

Sunday September 14, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

I watched the movie Juno and thought it was really sweet and gol diggity good.  It took me this long to see it as I just wasn't in the mood for the quick, smart alecky comments from June Bug and company.  I was ready tonight.  Well done.  

Worst Part of the Day-

I was not feeling like being in a super high powered "do do do" mode today.  I only accomplished 8 of the 12 tasks I had on the docket.  Perhaps a pickle sicle (or 5) is needed.  Perhaps 1 Bloody less (only 1 less) was needed last night.  Perhaps less items on a docket are needed.  Perhaps more helpers to clear the docket are needed.   Perhaps all of the above.  

Saturday September 13, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

I semi-unexpectedly had a free night and met up with Cuz S. as her neighborhood block party/fest was going on.  I met her at a party with her buds and it was very fun and enjoyable.  Very sweet, good-natured peeps.  We played Washers (think of the game horseshoe--very 1810) and held our own and ended the eve drinking delish Bloody's with pickle sicles (think salty popsicle--divine!)  

Worst Part of the Day-

Starts with a W and ends with an O.

Sunday September 14, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - The travel day began horribly with rain, rain and torrential downpours on the way from Holland, MI to Midway Airport. Poor, Poor Dad. But we made it and then I had a 7:35 a.m. to 2 p.m. quality and quantity time with the toddler and preschooler on one plane, then layover and then another plane. Other people seem to do this just fine - but for me? It's traumatizing. I just don't like all the POSSIBLES that can and, inevitably do, occur. I did change five diapers in a two hour period - but really? It wasted some time, which was good. In the end, it was as expected - kind of hard with points of "hey, I can do this." The funny thing was SB insisted on sitting on my lap and so both flights IMP sat in his own seat with minimal complaining. In fact, on the second flight he just fell asleep. Is that against FAA regulations to have the 3 year old on your lap and the 20 month old in the seat? Oh well.

Best Part of the Day - We made it to Charlotte and the fam is back 2-gether! I felt a sense of major accomplishment here (and like I'm going to sleep well tonight!) So hilarious to watch IMP re-meet the dog - he did a dance around him and kept saying "hi" "hi" "hi" to him. Soon he was pulling his tail and giving him sips of his milk. oh my. Also the IMP drew on our sofa, grabbed a sharp blade from the counter, and threw a bookshelf down on the floor. oh my.
Both boyz went to sleep without much drama (which is amazing considering it's a MAJOR change - must be beat from our travel day). Then Erik and I had taco salads and champagne (yes, Dan, REAL champagne). It's from our wedding and I chilled it thinking 'we HAVE to drink this soon!' And Erik found it and so we popped it and ... I think it ROCKS. Erik thinks like my parents "the cheap stuff is as good as the $$ stuff." Guess I should drink it slooooow as we won't be stocking up on it.

Man I'm glad today is about over!

Saturday September 13, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - It rained and rained and rained and rained today. So sloppy and awful out. Hating it.
Also just DREADING the flight with the baby boyz tomorrow. Had to load up on lard based snacks (golden Oreos) to try and keep 'em quiet. Ugh - can't wait for it to be over!

Best Part of the Day - Aaaaahhhh my spa day! I had a three hour spa day and it was soooo lovely. What a nice, thoughtful gift - I just loved it! The massage made me just about fall asleep. So delightful. So nice of my mom to set it all up.
Also when I said to my dad how worried I was about tomorrow he said "Don't you worry. I am going to stay with you until you walk up to security." I thought it was very nice and reassuring.

Friday September 12, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - A plane trip with one layover is sucky. One with two layovers is downright soul sucking. ESPECIALLY when at one Baltimore airport I had to exit the B Concourse and then go through security again to get to C Concourse. What the .... how can that be right?? But I have to say that all planes were right on time AND my luggage was circling the baggage claim as I walked up to it from my flight. Not bad.

Did have some moments during an otherwise nice dinner out with my parents and their friends when I was like "OH MY GOD don't let me get old." This one woman we were with was sweet and interesting but could not hear a thing we were saying and had no idea who we were talking about (and these were people she has know for YEARS). Also asked a couple questions over and over. Oh my. And toward the end of this lengthy dinner I was thinking "home. now. home. now. please. home. now."

Best Part of the Day - Getting to see the little sweets again! The boyz were so fun to see and hang out with. They were all big smiles and huge giggles and just tons of happy fun.

Also got an early birthday present from my parents - a spa day ... tomorrow here in Michigan. So they will watch the kiddos (again) while I get a manicure, pedicure and massage. Um ... so great!!! A perfect and perfectly timed present!

Friday September 12, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

We have a family art project due Monday for S.'s Open House that we have known about since May.  Of course we haven't started on it and of course I am the art director.  The theme is Family Hat.  A bunch of families are already done with their projects as they started hanging them in the gallery today and most are very large scale.  Tonight during dinner we agreed on a concept and it will be simple to complete.  Liam finished a pre-packaged dish of mandarin oranges and then promptly put the empty dish on his head and said "hat".  I thought we would use the mini dish as a statement that we are a recycling family and S. could paint it.  Will-O's input is the write the words It's not the size of the hat that makes the family...

Nice.  Easy.  Done.

Worst Part of the Day-

I told Will-O I was atypically in the mood for a fish fry (soo Most Obese State-esque) and I said I would pick-up take out and we could have a family din at home for our weekly family time.  He requested we go to a restaurant and I said no as it isn't relaxing for me as the kidz run around and get crazed and all I do is pick up food scraps and drinks that the kids whip down to the floor.  He said "the kids are older now and they will be good.  Besides, the not being able to relax part is your issue. "  I said for the record I am anti, but I would do it if he wanted.  (He really wanted the all you can eat aspect--not really happening with take out...)  So we go.  Just prior to exiting the car I told the fam I had an announcement and I made it clear that I expected excellent behavior and restaurant manners, etc.  All (i.e. Scarlet) said aye.  

15 minutes later (and $50 later) we had to take the food to-go as Liam was sprinting like a freak show directly into the wait staff and Scarlet was shoving sugar packs in her mouth sitting under the table like an ashamed addict.  I was relieved to leave, yet Will-O blamed me and my self-fulfilling prophecy.  (Or maybe just a calculating realist with a hair of Mother's Instinct?  I don't recall going to ANY restaurants prior to being 7 years-old.  There is a reason for that.)

Note:  We did have an enjoyable dinner (albeit pricey and fatty) when we arrived at the homestead.

Thursday September 11, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - I did unpacking hard ass labor for about 10 hours today. I rocked box after box after box to the attic. Got the playroom all set. Unpacked the kitchen (with Erik's help). My back is twinging with pain and I'm wishing for one more day before the kiddos arrive.... again, once again I'm a sweaty, gross ass mess. Can't wait to have this house set up!

Also had an issue with the cable/Internet. After they did the install and the dude left, neither one worked. While calling to troubleshoot ... the first call she told me everything was fine and then nothing worked. The second call - she hung up on me when trying to connect me to a technician. The third call? She finally (after 15 minutes of troubleshooting I had already done with phone call one) agreed to send out a technician to fix the problem - but not until tomorrow. UGHHHHH.

Best Part of the Day - Erik and I happened on a cool, independently owned Italian restaurant with good food and friendly service and never EVER has one cold Sierra Nevada tasted so damn good. We had an interesting talk about September 11 - it's hard to say what YOU would do in that situation .... sucky all the way around. Hate the hate.
Also get to see the babies tomorrow!!!

Wednesday September 10, 2008

MOVING DAY

Worst Part of the Day - As I'm loading my car this early a.m. to head over to the movers, Clarence the dawg follows me out. No big deal - he's been in and out of my car all week as I don't wish to leave him alone at my in-laws place (you never know and they have done enough for us without sacrificing a couch or rug). Clarence sees a man walking and goes up to say 'howdy'. Then he takes off. I race after him. I corner him in someones yard and he has a moment of "hmmm - what if I just ran?" and then he freakin' runs. And runs. And runs. So rock meet hard place ... what do I do (other than tear up in WHY ME frustration). The movers are on their way ... so I leave. I continually check Erik's voicemail (his number is on the dog tag) until the inevitable message is left "I have your dog." So I have to make arrangements while dealing with movers and not being able to leave the new house. SO ANNOYING. Dern dog.

Also the movers were slow, slow, slow!!!! Usually the move in is a snap - but this took FOREVER!!!! PAINFUL.

Best Part of the Day - The move is over!!!!

Thursday September 11, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Garage door fixed (for free and by 9am) by congenial handyman!!  This handy male feels that even if my theory (guess) of the garage being non-architecturally sound is true, that the door and track are level and sound.  

Worst Part of the Day-

There is an after school program at S's school and today was the first day she went for 1 hour. (It can be challenging to pick-up the tot at 2:15!)  The program is called Camp Elm and the kids are essentially supposed to play, color, and have a snack.  (No actual camping as Scarlet assumed).  When I picked her up she was jovial, but whispered "This lady is a yeller" and gestured toward the woman who runs the K-4 Camp Elm.  (Scarl knows I am not fond of adults who make a practice of yelling at kids--especially in a school setting--it simply is not effective or good.)  I tried to brush it off as I could tell the woman had good intentions, but was possibly just rough around the edges.  I told S. that some people have different styles and that is o.k. Scarlet replied, "Well, she has the style of a demon!"    Zoinks.

Come on, Demon Lady, I really need this extra hour so my second born can nap in peace!!

Most (Semi) Inappropriate Comment of the Day-

Apparently a boy in Scarlet's class has leukemia and showed the class his port (long-term I.V.) today.  When I arrived to pick her up from school, she immediately introduced me to him and told him I was a nurse and would understand the whole IV bit.  As I was asking about the little guy about his diagnosis, treatment, etc. I could tell Scarlet was actively listening, soaking up all the medical terms.  As we were saying our goodbyes, she put her arm around him and said with a caring tone in his ear, "Is this sickness why your eyes are sunken and your skin is all crumply?"  I reflexively held my breath as I quietly cringed at her natural candor.  (Crumply?  Doh.)  He replied plainly, "Yes, it is.  One day it will be back to normal.  See you tomorrow."   God bless the 4 year-old crowd.

Wednesday September 10, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

No terrorist attacks.

Worst Part of the Day-

Things are really terrible and yicky. Will-O's mom is chatting with counselors and social workers, etc as we are planning a mini intervention of sorts to clue Mr. W. into the reality of the madness. I feel like I am starring in a low-fi Lifetime movie called "Where Did Daddy Go?" The thing is I don't want to pound wine or run or scream or actually DO anything. I would prefer to sit alone quietly and attempt to sift through just what in the heeeell is going on here.

Tuesday September 9, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - (but kind of good) the movers called this morning at 8:30 a.m. and I am thinking "WHOA - are they here???" No such luck - but we have a promise they will be here tomorrow at 8 a.m. Well .... it's not Monday as I hoped, but at least it's not "well ma'am we ran into weather and it won't be until Thursday night .... maybe."

Best Part of the Day - Erik and I had a leisurely walk with the dogs, then off the gym, an errand at Target and then take out in front of a DVR'd 90210 (which he watched without any complaining and actually many questions). Just like a typical child-free couple probably (except the errand at Target was buying twin bed sheets and we constantly talk about the children).

Special Shout Out - I heart you Garmin navigation system. Today you helped me find Target, find an oil change place, find lunch, find a pedicure place, find the rental home, find Chris and Ann's home .... hard to explain (if you aren't directionally challenged) how LOVELY it is to drive around erranding and NOT GET LOST!!!!

Tuesday September 9, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

My gushy little Liam and his soft, drool-laden cheeks.  He now says "dank doo" to every single thing you hand him.  It makes all who hear it do the same thing:  pause with recognition and smile at how gol diggity dang cute it is to hear such sweet manners (more like regurgitating rote instruction) from a long-haired, wet-cheeked mini-boy.  You are so welcome, love hound!

Worst Part of the Day-

Will-O slept all day and doesn't know why I am at my wit's end.   He said "I think everyone should get 5 sleeping days a year...there's nothing wrong with that."  Is that a year or a week? And do I also get 5  of these fabulous days per year or are mine doled out over a 5 year period? I strongly need to clarify.  

That "breaking point" all my friends have warned me of is nearing.  I may seriously lose it.  

(Is it just me?  Honestly, I can't think straight...)

Monday September 8, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

I successfully completed 15 thank you notes to my running teammates AND got the invite-ball rolling for sister-in-law's babe shower!  Check, check, check of the (unending) list.

Happy 3rd Birthday to Mr. Mins!

Worst Part of the Day-

1).  A depressed, ever so sleepy Will-O.  Highly concerned.

2).  Internet "server" issues...I am jones-in' for for the world wide web!  (Must look up insta-cures for depression!)

Most Inappropriate Comment of the Day-

I took Scarlet to Target to make a return after I picked her up from school.  She was in a fun, sorta slap happy mood.  I had to remind a few times in the 4 minutes we were inside to use her inside voice.  We saw a man driving a motorized wheelchair and she stopped and gawked unabashedly and then yelled  (honestly, very loud) "Wow, that man sure is frozen stiff!"  All I could do was grab her hand and run out of there.  When I explained in the car (for the thousandth time) that we don't make comments about people's bodies, size, shape, smell, etc., all she said was "But I never saw a frozen man before, Mom!"   Dear sweet lord.  

Monday September 8, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - My sweet SB turned three today and I was not there with him. Hate it. Too much moving around for this familia. Must plant roots - pick it and stick it is my new motto.

Best Part of the Day - I found Group Power in Charlotte. Whoo Hoo - the same deal I'd been doing in Michigan. So great. Also did some vacuuming of the rental to get ready for the movers (oh I SO hope they come tomorrow!!) and did some grocery shopping to get ready for the boyz and dropped off the preschool applications and had some lunch .... just a fun day of leisurely errands. Also Trader Joe's rocks! How nice to have one in town.

Sunday September 7, 2008

Worst Part of the Day- I was a sweaty, sweaty mess for most of the day. Unloading the car into the rental home and then helping Erik and his brother Chris put together the beds for the boyz (Chris and his wife Ann are lovingly and soooo nicely letting us borrow their lake house bunk bed - but we'll use them as single beds). I had a headache and just felt gross for much of the day.

Best Part of the Day - My baby SB's third birthday is tomorrow and so Gigi put together a party for him today complete with little friends, happy birthday singing and cupcakes galore. Leave it to my mama to get a party going. She can do it with the best of 'em. I am missing SB so much on the eve of his Super Special Day. We'll celebrate when he gets to Charlotte.

Sunday September 7, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

The run/walk I have been "training" for with the girls at work was this morn!!  Yeah.  It was a total success with a picture-perfect day as the backdrop.  Each one of the kids pulled it out and showed great effort in acheiving their goal of "finishing strong" (they do not always...).  It was only 2 miles, but most acted like it was the Iron Man.  One of the girls fanagled her way onto one of the local news channels post-race, and one (non-athletically inclined) girl wept tears of joy at the finish as she never thought she could do it!  Immediately after the girls were buzzing with excitement--"Miss Megan, can we do the Race for the Cure in 2 weeks?!"  Heeeel no...a 5K is off the hizook for this bunch!

The race raised almost $100,000 for Autism of WI!  

Worst Part of the Day-

I went out last night with friends and to see live music...I was sooo paranoid that I would sleep in and miss the race that I was up ready at 5am (after getting home at 1:30am).   What up, Old Lady?!

Saturday September 6, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Sing it with me:  The Y M C A!  I totally forgot about the Y (probably 'cause I a terrible worker-outer!), but today I remembered.  The kids had a blast playing for 1.5 hours in their KidCare while I:  1).  sat in the hip coffee section (how hip can it be?) and organized my super duper messy work bag, wallet.  2).  I paid bills and "balanced" my checkbook (i.e. called bank and got the balance)  3). Power walked on the outside track in the luscious sunshine and made 8 pretty necessary phone calls while huffing away.  Feeling fantastic about getting things done while the kids are awake and playing (not after they are in bed and all I want to do is sleep, too!!)

Worst Part of the Day-

The non-architecturally sound garage door is at it again.  It needs a fixin and I am a sickened. (This happens every 3-6 months with this annoyingly lopsided door!)  Boo.

Saturday September 6, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Hurricane Hanna and I were supposed to "slap five" as she was around DC area heading North and I was around DC area heading south. Instead she bitch slapped me for about 50 minutes of low driving vision, hydroplaning and truck induced anxiety.

Best Part of the Day - Had a lovely, lovely jazz brunch put on by Stacia with some DC friends. Full of good food and interesting political conversation (it's DC after all). Sooooo nice to chill and enjoy with old pals (also got to meet Baby Tristan, my friend Val's offspring who was a good, sweet bebe.)
Made it to Charlotte in one piece! Hooray - another item to check off moving "to do" list.

Friday September 5, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Clarence ze dog. It's soooo hard to bring a dog along as a house guest (esp to some one's new home!) He was barking and crazy and a total pest. UGH!!!!

Best Part of the Day - The closing!!! It's over - the house is no longer ours. Hooray!!! Screw you October mortgage payment!

Also the drive to DC was eazy sleazy - no real traffic, made good time, Clarence was an excellent travel partner. Made it to Stacia's new, amazing, DC home in good time. Had beers and good food and great conversation - soooo fun!!!

Friday September 5, 2008

Worst Part of the (dang) Day-

Party people in da house--I am so dang tired today.  I swear I could have snoozed the entire day away.  Instead I had both kidz dressed, fed and out the door by 7:15a to get S. to school (whew).  I delivered L. to the sitters' for a four hour stint and then rushed to work.  Had to wake L. from his afternoon slumber to pick S. up from school (that 2:15 comes right quick), we all went to the grocery store (we were the loudest ass people in there!), then walk, park, bath...Seriously, where is my manny?

Scarlet was also whining her head off by the end of the day.  Yes, you are tired after a long week of life changing events...still, your (and all) whining kills.

Best Part of the Day-

I declared Friday night bedtime 6:45pm.  For us ALL.  Yippe.  I am smiling in my comfy covers!!! 

Thursday September 4, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Scarlet had a fantastic day at school.  Day #1 of full day sans parents.  She didn't bat an eyelash when I dropped her off and when I picked her up she was chatting and laughing with a classmate. I asked her to introduce me to her new buddy and she said, "This is Erin--my new best friend.  I'll never leave her!"  They hugged for minutes and I had to pry them apart.  I see the art school bit is already rubbing off in the drama department.  Very pleased it was an easy, breezy day.  Like we've been doing this kindergarten thang for years!  (Still no tears for me...I know that freshman/college drop-off will kill me though.  Perhaps those tears will be more due to the realization of "OMG, I'm freaking 50!  Society will not approve of me ever doing beer bongs again!  I will never go on a Spring Break to South Padre Island...")

Worst Part of the Day-

I went without my phone for much of the day due to misplacement and busy-ness issues.  (Also it doesn't help that the entire contents of the dining room is stacked in the kitchen...can't find anything...)  I missed a few calls from my mom asking a medical question.  After many hours lapsed, she ended up going to the ER and was diagnosed with a kidney stone.  Eeek.  She did tell me last night she felt a pain in her hip/butt area (that is NOT a text book symptom of kidney stones) and I flippantly told her to take ibuprofen and Aleve and hit the sack...  I feel bad that I:  A). Have chronic phone placement issues B).  My mom was in serious pain and I couldn't help (and ER is my bag!)   The IV dilaudid helped her, though.  That I know.  

Thursday September 4, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Not having a computer is already creating problems - it's amazing how much we rely on e-mail!! But good thing I stopped by Erik's old work to drop off some stuff and the miscommunication was discovered (we ended up having lunch instead of dinner - I know! Can you believe it ALMOST didn't happen??)
Had to clean the entire house for the walk through that is tonight. Looks pretty sparkling though.

Best Part of the Day - Got a cut and color from my favorite Concord, NH stylist today. Always a bit of a treat (hand and scalp massages are standard). Then lunch with the ladies and then (after cleaning) some reading on the floor with a pillow and Clarence. Ahhh - so close to the closing ... cross your fingers for me!
Also parents are having a blast with the kiddos - all seem happy, well, and rested (they are now getting up at 7:45 a.m. WTF?? They'd best keep this up once I get them back!)

Wednesday September 3, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Movers arrive at 10:15 a.m. and leave at 6:20 p.m. It's awkward with movers - you have to be around but out of the way. It's like you are seven and your parents are having a party and they tell you "stay in your room - we'll come get you if we think you can come down and have a greasy ass appetizer." That's what it felt like. A loooonnngg day. And Clarence kept escaping (due to all the open doors) and I kept having to hunt his chocolate ass down.
Plus another trip to the dumpster!

Best Part of the Day - House is EMPTY of 99% of it's contents!!! Hooray - I've been dreaming of this day. Whew - what a relief to have 1/2 the moving over!
Also met sister-in-law Stacy for dinner (in Salem, NH - which is about halfway for each of us). We ate at a mall Bertucci's (so bad it's good!) and had oh so much fun just chatting away. So much fun to meet up with her!! (Brother Joe is away on biz.)

Tuesday September 2, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Just packing, packing and more packing. Only odds and ends and cleaning to do .... but it still looms over the entire day.
Also how many more trips am I going to have to make to Goodwill and the dumpster??

Best Part of the Day - Got IMP and SB's immunization records (so organized - just know that their preschool is going to require THIS). Then sent off SB's speech path info (all filled out with complete copies of all the important stuff). Made me feel like a good mama.
Also had some bouts of reality tv with some take out - so good 'cause it's so bad.

Wednesday September 3, 2008

Worst Part of the Day-

Today was the day for our hardwood floors to be re-done in the living/dining area.  After my wee early morn work, I spent the regular morning hours ripping out carpeting and being stabbed with carpet tack.  Will-O helped me move the furniture (well, I hope so), but when the floor guys showed up @ 9am, it seemed like both kids were screaming and crying and Will-O was busy taking a 20 minute shower.  I had to physically take the kids out of the house for 3 hours.  We couldn't do the zoo as it was pouring rain so we drove and ran some fake errands.  I grossly took them through a fast food Drive-Thru for lunch and though both were famished, neither wanted to eat the yicky junkie food.  Eee-gads. 

Best Part of the Day-

The hard woods are looking good.  I used an environmentally-friendly service for the floors called Mr. Sandless.  (Sounds creepily like a Christian nudie film title...)  Holy cat am I pleased with the end result.  This sandless method takes half the time traditional refinishing and there was no sanding (duh), no mess.    www.mrsandless.com

At the end of a crazy long day it dorkily felt good to dust and clean and put most of the furniture back in its place.  Sleep.

Tuesday September 2, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Scarlet's first day of Kindergarten!!!  So exciting.  They set it up so it was only a half day and the parents were invited to come and do the "first day" things as well:  meet the kids, meet the teacher, find the cubbies, the bathrooms, take a tour, meet the Principal, etc.  Will-O and I both live for the school (the one thing we can agree on!)  I didn't even cry!   

Funny note to Lovett/Gast cousins---I've been trying to break S. of her love of pink, so I bought her a blue backpack.   Last minute she said she didn't want it (seriously only b/c it is blue!), so I told her "no".  She got to pick out a fancy dance lunch box (flaming pink) and she was going to have to use a one of the backpacks in her closet (3 of them).  She chose the PeptoBismol pink backpack that Ray had given to Sean as some kind of Christmas gag--circa '97.  Anyhoo, we have it and S. s now using it for her pack!  She decorated it with stickers/decals to doctor it up to her liking.  It lives on like Ray may not have guessed it would...Recycle, Reuse, Renew?

Worst Part of the Day-

Will-O promised to take S. on his new motorcycle after her first day of school.  The RN in me was/is leary, but I knew Will-O would take care of the basics.  She of course had her helmet, jeans and long sleeves and he was going to take her only to the parking lot 1 block away.  I knew they would be safe, but I wondered if she would like it or be scared.  When they returned 10 minutes later Scarlet had this star-struck look in her eyes and kept saying "I love it, I love it!  I wanna go faster.  I wanna be a biker chick."  Ohmylordie.  It scares me a titch on a few levels.   

I'm sensing a wild teen in my future.  

Monday September 1, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

I took the kids out to my parents' today for some last day o' summer (I know, not technically) beach fun and fresh air playtime.  My mom made a fantastically fresh meal (ingredients straight from the garden cannot be beat!) and we all had relaxed fun.  Yeah for Labor Day!!

Worst Part of the Day-

Will-O and I agreed that this "separation" is quite clearly NOT working as we are not physically separated.  We have agreed that he will be moving out officially tomorrow.  It is sad and horrible and awful and never intended/imagined and yet has to happen.  It simply is not working out.  

Sunday August 31, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

I rode my bike to meet the ladies at brunch.  A wonderful bike ride to the lake and always grand to munch and swill and dish during the day.

Worst Part of the Day-

My sweet sweet lanta, Will-O.  Today is the 10 year anniversary of Will-O and my courting commencement.  Who woulda thunk?  Today was a bad day for us.  

Monday September 1, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Although I crave my alone time, I'm not wanting Erik to leave today. But leave, he must. Feel sad. Like a six month old relationship (and keeping with my rom-comish vibe), I call him the minute his plane lands and we talk for 30 minutes.

Best Part of the Day - House is looking packed up!!! After Erik leaves I watch some bad, bad reality tv and relax. Then I do a couple home related errands, pack a tich more stuff and then collapse on the couch with dinner and a movie.
Also sounds like boyz are doing well - the babysitter came today from 4 to 6 p.m. Hopefully that gives my parents a much deserved break. But they sound as if all is well and they are enjoying the time together.

Saturday August 30, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Will-O took Scarlet to visit his aunt who (terribly unfortunately) fell and broke her ankle.  This gave me a nice reprieve with only Liam for a few hours.  We walked and talked (babbled) and rested--yippee.

Worst Part of the Day-

I started feeling the headachy yickiness the kids and Will-O sucuumbed to earlier this week at about 6pm.  I had to cancel my fun nighttime plans.  Wah.  I hit the sack at 7pm.  

Sunday August 31, 2008

Worst Part of the Day - Can you guess? It was the day long packing deal.
Also had a mandatory fun dinner party about 45 minutes away - soooo tiiirrrred (in whiny voice).

Best Part of the Day - Jolly Packing Party continues. Erik is a study in efficiency as he whirls about taping boxes, moving boxes, packing boxes .... amazing. And it's all sweetness and light around here.
Also mandatory fun dinner party turns out to be ... actual fun (it always is once you get there, no?) But too many chips and dips - feeling sick and missing the gym (did I just say that?? Yes, I'm missing the gym.) It was so fun to be in a relaxed setting with Erik and not worry about the kids. I found myself laughing like crazy at his funny comments. Isn't that rom-com-ish?

Friday August 29, 2008

Best Part of the Day-

Female Family Dates:

I took my mom out for lunch at my fave place.  It was good to chat and eat in the end of summer sunshine.

Scarlet had her final day of summer camp/preschool today (crazy milestones a'comin).  To celebrate end of summer (kindergarten starts Tuesday!), we had a Mom-Daughter date and went to the movies this eve.  I had not yet taken her to a theater (Will-O has twice).  We saw a 3-D kids flick which I enjoyed way more than I thought.   Super clean fun.  

Worst Part of the Day-

Will-O, mee darling.  You're killin me.