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weekend wrap-up
Apr. 27th, 2009 10:18 pmThe three of us had a truly lovely time just before bedtime, lounging on our bed after having changed the sheets. E was being sweet and we were all playing and just doing that family bonding thing. During the course of this romping, Evelyn was pretending to put Mommy to sleep by rocking me and singing to me (I was laying on my side.) My ovaries hurt just thinking about it. Anyway, she leaned down to give me a kiss and see if I was asleep yet and she bumped her head into my face. We were both okay, as it turns out, but when I finally got out of bed and was no longer laying on my glasses, I realized that she had actually managed to knock them out of alignment. I have bent them back into place as well as I can and now I am just going to have to suck it up until my eyes adjust to the new way they sit on my face. It sucks giant hairy donkey balls. It is giving me a headache and queasiness and is just generally freaky. I got these glasses from one of those one-hour places (which, of course it took days for them to do mine) and they were extremely hard to get used to to begin with. I don't think they are quite right for me. On the bright side, M is getting a new insurance company this year and we actually will have a bit of vision coverage. Maybe I'll make a trip up to my old eye doctor now that I am actually going up to visit my parents by myself anyway instead of waiting as long as humanly possible.
We managed to waste the entire weekend, in terms of preparing for Evelyn's birthday party. Speaking of which, I have less than two weeks and I have not done a single thing. It's not like it's a big deal. I could have everyone over tomorrow without it being a disaster. (Though, I would really have to make a run to the grocery store and pick up the toys and laundry from the living room first.) It's just my family. No one would say anything. But M and I are both kind of fussy about how things should be when someone is coming over and since I live so far away from my family, I like to make it look like the house is in good shape all the time. My parents might not be fooled but everyone else could be!
As wasteful as the weekend might have been, we had a nice time. Saturday was a little off because Evelyn refused her nap, but yesterday was great. We puttered around in the yard. M mowed, E and I potted flowers and saw a frog. ("hop! hop! hop!" she says when she talks about it. so cute.) In the afternoon, she went shopping with M while I had a few blessed miinutes alone, and then we grilled out on the back porch while Evelyn played in her little pool for the first time this year. (She was a fan. A really big fan. She has wanted to "take a pool" all day today. I love it that she says it that way. It makes perfect sense because you take a bath--why wouldn't you take a pool too?) Also, I fried some "dryland fish" mushrooms, or morels. My aunt gave me some on Friday, and I had never tried them before. M was WILDLY skeptical and more than a little reluctant because he had the strong feeling that they were poisonous. They sell for something like $10/quart and are only available at certain times of the year. In general---eh. I'd rather have a regular button mushroom. I mean, they were good, but they weren't worth the trouble, expense, or worry about possibly poison. (I had to Google it for him to prove that they were edible. FYI: don't eat them raw, and some of the false morels are poisonous but probably not deadly. He still wouldn't let Evie eat any.) And then we put up the flower planter boxes on the front railing and filled them with flowers. E had two different bubble baths. I think she was pretty happy about how her day turned out! All of her favorite things, after all. Well, everything except Granny.
Oh! Sweetest thng ever: I am folding laundry tonight and Evelyn is playing with her little kitchen. She’s babbling away and I suddenly realize that she’s saying something, as opposed to just randomly talking, so I stop and listen to her. “SO much,” she is saying. “SO much. Love. Farmor. Farfar. SO much.” Awww. She came up with that all on her own, and I'm not even sure why. We have been trying to teach her more about her Swedish relatives lately, so I guess it just stuck. (Farmor = M's mom and Farfar = M's dad.)
And now I have accidentally fallen asleep while typing agan. I think I should take that as my cue to go on to bed a little early. Evelyn has been waking up in the middle of the night (yay potty-training) a little again, which is unfortunate for me.
We managed to waste the entire weekend, in terms of preparing for Evelyn's birthday party. Speaking of which, I have less than two weeks and I have not done a single thing. It's not like it's a big deal. I could have everyone over tomorrow without it being a disaster. (Though, I would really have to make a run to the grocery store and pick up the toys and laundry from the living room first.) It's just my family. No one would say anything. But M and I are both kind of fussy about how things should be when someone is coming over and since I live so far away from my family, I like to make it look like the house is in good shape all the time. My parents might not be fooled but everyone else could be!
As wasteful as the weekend might have been, we had a nice time. Saturday was a little off because Evelyn refused her nap, but yesterday was great. We puttered around in the yard. M mowed, E and I potted flowers and saw a frog. ("hop! hop! hop!" she says when she talks about it. so cute.) In the afternoon, she went shopping with M while I had a few blessed miinutes alone, and then we grilled out on the back porch while Evelyn played in her little pool for the first time this year. (She was a fan. A really big fan. She has wanted to "take a pool" all day today. I love it that she says it that way. It makes perfect sense because you take a bath--why wouldn't you take a pool too?) Also, I fried some "dryland fish" mushrooms, or morels. My aunt gave me some on Friday, and I had never tried them before. M was WILDLY skeptical and more than a little reluctant because he had the strong feeling that they were poisonous. They sell for something like $10/quart and are only available at certain times of the year. In general---eh. I'd rather have a regular button mushroom. I mean, they were good, but they weren't worth the trouble, expense, or worry about possibly poison. (I had to Google it for him to prove that they were edible. FYI: don't eat them raw, and some of the false morels are poisonous but probably not deadly. He still wouldn't let Evie eat any.) And then we put up the flower planter boxes on the front railing and filled them with flowers. E had two different bubble baths. I think she was pretty happy about how her day turned out! All of her favorite things, after all. Well, everything except Granny.
Oh! Sweetest thng ever: I am folding laundry tonight and Evelyn is playing with her little kitchen. She’s babbling away and I suddenly realize that she’s saying something, as opposed to just randomly talking, so I stop and listen to her. “SO much,” she is saying. “SO much. Love. Farmor. Farfar. SO much.” Awww. She came up with that all on her own, and I'm not even sure why. We have been trying to teach her more about her Swedish relatives lately, so I guess it just stuck. (Farmor = M's mom and Farfar = M's dad.)
And now I have accidentally fallen asleep while typing agan. I think I should take that as my cue to go on to bed a little early. Evelyn has been waking up in the middle of the night (yay potty-training) a little again, which is unfortunate for me.
