Monday, August 31, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
(But I won't leave before telling you that as usual I have bit off more than I can chew by not only buying enough blueberries to make 4 pints of jam, but also a half bushel of apples I now have to turn into applesauce. It was only $8... how could I pass up the opportunity to add more work to my life for that price? And I finished making up Dorian's sweater... other than the zipper and button... but it is sewn together.)
Monday, August 24, 2009
Me: Look at that chubby little baby!
Dorian: Oh, what a sweet pussy-puss!
Me: [trying not to sound alarmed] What was that, Dorian?
Dorian: What a sweet pussy-puss!
Me: Where did you get that word?
Dorian: I made it up for the sweet pussy-puss.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Yesterday, Jeremy and I primed the walls in what was the music room. We did, that is, until we ran out of primer with only 7 square feet to go. Then we went out to lunch and to the grocery store. A brief respite at home and then we were off Chez Flapdoodle for a pizza party to celebrate a variety of things including their refinancing of their house and our friend Henry getting out of the "clam shell" he has been wearing all summer after breaking his spine. Yes, his spine.
Today was spent making banana muffins from some fruit fly magnets, taking a quick trip to the hardware store for more primer, and blocking Dorian's sweater.
All that remains is to sew it up, add a collar, and insert a zipper I have not yet purchased. Details, details.
I also harvested some stubby little carrots. 4 months of growing for that.
And our first eggplant! Yum!
Friday, August 21, 2009
And here's the best part: It is only 6 hours a week, and it's at the yarn store. So, I will get paid to-- get this!-- knit. Well, when I'm not helping customers and shit. Starting the 2nd week in September, I will be there every Sunday from 11-5.
I did not plan to get a job, but I always thought that if something came around that
- did not involve watching someone else's child(ren)
- did not require my paying for childcare
- didn't involve a lot of office politics
- seemed somewhat enjoyable
I would take it. And then last night at knitting circle, Miss Rachel said that if I knew anyone *wink, wink* who would be interested in working on Sundays and had retail experience and happened to be a good knitter who could answer people's questions, I should let her know. I presented the possibility to Jeremy who thought it would be fine, but said it was up to me. And then this morning, Dorian and I went in to hang out and knit during Sebastian's cooking class at the co-op and I told her I would like to do it if she'd have me.
I will be making twice as much a month as Dorian's preschool costs, so I'll have enough left over to hand right back to Rachel for more yarn. Sounds good to me.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Well, you know what? I am not a patient mama today. I'm not. I have screamed at the children several times for being, variously: rude, whiny, obnoxious, holier-than-thou, tiresome... you know, all the things I have been accused of being my whole life.
So far today I have had to put up with
- being woken up by Dorian screaming about all the miseries of life.
- finding out that during his sleepover, Sebastian and a girl friend of his were kissing in bed. (But it's okay because they are "in love").
- listening to complaints about what kind of sandwiches I had to offer for lunch and how Sebastian would not suffer the indignity of eating a peanut butter and jam sandwich.
- taking the kids to the pool for an hour (even though I was already pissed about their behavior) because we had made plans to meet someone else there.
- allowing the kids to have ice cream mainly because they had been promised it as part of the whole pool excursion, only to have them end the experience by screaming at each other about whether or not a tagger should continue to tag after tagging someone.
- listening to Dorian shriek about how he needed to hold a CD case that he had just handed to me of his own volition.
I almost left them on the side of the road. It was only my slight fear of police intervention and my greater fear of the vicious gossip mills in this town that prevented me. And to think that when someone asked me if I was looking forward to the start of school I said "no".
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Sebastian: I just love a woman such as yourself in a fur coat such as that.
And that is why he is my favorite shopping companion.
Today at the library's end of summer cupcake party:
Teacher friend: You and C always have the cutest clothes. I need to go shopping with the soccer moms.
You can imagine what a knife to the gut that was. A very innocent, genuinely complimentary knife to the gut. Soccer mom!?! Just because Sebastian went to soccer camp and wants me to sign him up for the fall soccer team doesn't... mean...
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
This is the jacket he insisted he needed which cost him 40% of his budget. (Sebastian seems to be loving the resurgence of the 80s bright colors). Dorian insisted on the robot hat. They also picked out some new shirts-- a robot one and a comic book word one for Sebastian, an alien one and a robot one for Dorian. They each got a pair of pants. And Sebastian got a new lunch box while Dorian got a backpack and underwear.
Jeremy and I weren't left out in all this consumption... he gets a new pair of jeans and I got some accessories and a sweater and a tank top.
Now I just have to wait a week and a half to ship them off to school...
Saturday, August 15, 2009
It was already decided that Jeremy and Sebastian would take a little trip down to 6 Flags on Sunday, leaving me and DeeDee to our own devices for the day since he is too little for, and I get horrible motion sickness on, most rides. Half the time I can barely watch my own knitting needles at work, much less ride a roller coaster.
Then this morning Sebastian and I wanted to go to the lake, but Dorian and Jeremy wanted to go for a hike. Finally we realized that there was no reason why we had to compromise, so I took one kid and he took the other. And it was nice. I got to have some alone time with Sebastian and not have to scan the water constantly for 2 children or deal with one who wants to swim out in the deep part and one who wants to be on the beach. And Dorian got someone to take him to Putney Mtn, a request he has been making for weeks that I have for no real reason been ignoring.
We were a happy foursome again for dinner and grocery shopping this evening, so don't worry. Nobody's going to be asking to crash on your couch. At least, nobody from this house.
Friday, August 14, 2009
And the good news is that the insurance company was satisfied with the purple garage and the fixed window and the invoice for the trim being painted and has graciously allowed us to pay them hundreds of dollars to continue having their insurance. They had our back during that whole sewer pipe debacle, so it's definitely worth it.
So, here's to our half-painted, 129 year old, humble abode-- well worth the expense and effort!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
The two hour meeting the other night actually lasted 2 and a half hours and would have gone longer had I not announced that it must have been after 9 at that point and discussions were devolving into committee level detail. A vodka cranberry later, I was on the verge of quitting. However, I did make a commitment and I don't like to be a quitter, so the only solution that I could see was to air my grievances to the rest of the board.
This resulted in a shit storm of approximately 10 million emails back and forth-- some defensive, some productive, all tiresome (including mine). And now we get to have another meeting immediately before the meeting that we are scheduled, according to the bylaws, to have a meeting immediately after.
All of this just makes me realize that I should just be doing what I enjoy and actually impacts the students, like puppet shows about snowflakes, and not what makes me frustrated, like sitting through seemingly endless meetings about fundraising which was the part I thought we should be spending less time on, not more.
Why didn't I focus more on clinging to a friend 3000 miles away instead of my misguided do-goodery? Because I am a fool.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
I even got in the water pretty much first thing instead of postponing because (not enough sun/too windy/needed a Dr. Pepper first/too lazy). But after each child had his respective breakdown (lost plastic man/slipped underwater), it was clearly time to return home.
Now I just get to stew until it's time to go to a fucking midsummer PTA meeting from 7-9pm. Why, oh why, did I get myself into this?
Sunday, August 9, 2009
And today we went blueberry picking and I made some nice purple jam. Never did get raspberries, I'm sorry to say. But that's okay. The blueberry jam tasted pretty awesome on the corn fritters I made with my first Walker Farm corn of the year. No better corn in the world. And I also managed to put three bags of kernels in the freezer to enjoy throughout the winter. Good stuff.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
- Done some of the best boogie boarding of my life.
- Put in some "work" on my tan.
- Gone on a date with Jeremy that involved outlet shopping, an Indian dinner, wandering around Portsmouth with a yummy ice cream cone, and a walk on the beach in the moonlight.
- Given my children 4 desserts in one day-- the ice cream cone cookies pictured below for breakfast dessert, Starburst for lunch dessert, a pint of ice cream masquerading as a "kiddie" cone in the afternoon, and a slice of fudge cake after dinner. Can you say, "Vay-cay-shun"?
- Received a fantabulous present from my sister-in-law of some totally amazing crafting books, as well as some gorgeous yarn from her trip to Ireland. Lucky me!
- Had the following conversation while trying to boogie board:: Man: So, where did you get your board? Me: squinting without my glasses It's my father-in-law's. Man: Oh, because this one belongs to my friend, but it's only rated up to 150 lbs and I'm bigger than that. :: Now, I don't know what he wanted me to say; perhaps, [sultrily] "Just how big a man are you?" I never should have let Dorian talk me into wearing the cute suit today. Either way, when he continued to try to befriend me, I just rode the next wave to the shore and gave Jeremy a turn. Oddly, he didn't try to make Jeremy's acquaintance.
- Finished a pair of arm warmers for the fall with the yarn I got for free. I love the yarn and I am quite happy with the arm warmers. I am also quite happy that I do not need them at this particular moment.