Last night I had one of those nights that I think I will cherish the memory of forever. You know how every now and then, you have the perfect combination of people and atmosphere and food, and the night seems sparkly? That was last night.
Un and her husband Matt (and thier kids) joined Alan and me at Michelle's house. Burnell cooked the most fabulous dinner, complete with appetizers and salad. We had wine and champagne, and I made (okay, bought) chocolate and caramel fondues for dessert.
We talked and laughed. The guys were all great with the kids. (It's wonderful to be around a bunch of daddies who are all 100% involved with their kids.) I never wanted to night to end, and I think I was still grinning when we good home. I just had the best time I've had in forever. There's something about the people that you are destined to me friends for life with, and spending the rare time when get together with them.
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Saturday, June 30, 2007
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Oh, Oh, Mommy Taught Me To Skip School
Ander had a playdate at 2 p.m. I skipped lunch so I could leave work early, and brought him. He loved Chuck E. Cheese, and he's a cheap date since he doesn't actually like to make the rides move by putting money in them yet. But when we left, he threw a fit. He didn't want to leave, obviously. He screamed and punched me and kicked. By then, we were running late for swim class, and I forgot to pack our swimsuits so we had to go home anyway, and finally I just gave up. So we skipped swim class.
Lots of people called me for divorces today. What is in the air?
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Lots of people called me for divorces today. What is in the air?
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Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Feeling Much Better
I don't know what was up yesterday, but I really thought I was coming down with the flu or something. I felt so bad, but nothing specific. Sleepy, mild headache, heavy chest, and sore muscles (but without exercising). But today, I feel fine. Really good, actually. Alan let me gets lots of rest yesterday, so maybe that's just what I needed.
I was used as an example to day in Strollerfit. I used proper form doing squats on the balance ball. He he. No one should copy me as an example of how to exercise.
A lady came to Strollerfit today, and I was busy standing in the back, being judgmental of her. {blushing} I know I shouldn't have, but the thoughts went through my mind anyway. She let her two year old get out of the stroller, roam around, and play wiht exercise balls during the aerobic portion of the class. Finally, when she had enough of it, she left class early. I just kept thinking, "put her in her stroller and if she cries, well, she cries. She'll learn to like the music and movement, but not if you don't give her the chance. You're the adult, after all." Sigh. But no. The two year old told mommy how it would be, and mommy jumped at her command. So both mommy and the two year old ended up miserable.
Ander has moved on from playing with the babies in Strollerfit (in the middle of a mat on the floor) to following the bigger kids around. Watch out world!
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I was used as an example to day in Strollerfit. I used proper form doing squats on the balance ball. He he. No one should copy me as an example of how to exercise.
A lady came to Strollerfit today, and I was busy standing in the back, being judgmental of her. {blushing} I know I shouldn't have, but the thoughts went through my mind anyway. She let her two year old get out of the stroller, roam around, and play wiht exercise balls during the aerobic portion of the class. Finally, when she had enough of it, she left class early. I just kept thinking, "put her in her stroller and if she cries, well, she cries. She'll learn to like the music and movement, but not if you don't give her the chance. You're the adult, after all." Sigh. But no. The two year old told mommy how it would be, and mommy jumped at her command. So both mommy and the two year old ended up miserable.
Ander has moved on from playing with the babies in Strollerfit (in the middle of a mat on the floor) to following the bigger kids around. Watch out world!
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Monday, June 25, 2007
Ugh!!!
Last night, after I cut the grass, I felt like I was having an asthma attack. I've had them before after cutting grass or being around cats, but now I know what they feel like so I can recognize them for what they are. So I used my inhaler, and felt moderately better.
But I slept poorly, and this morning my chest still feels congested. Even though I got ready and even put on extra makeup (because I have an opposing party coming into the office), I look awful. My mom even commented about the dark circles under my eyes. Honestly, I dreamed all night that my staff was refusing to do work and I was yelling at them. Sigh. I need to keep reminding myself that was a dream and be careful not to take my crankiness out on them this morning.
Well, off to get some work done. I have tons to do.
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But I slept poorly, and this morning my chest still feels congested. Even though I got ready and even put on extra makeup (because I have an opposing party coming into the office), I look awful. My mom even commented about the dark circles under my eyes. Honestly, I dreamed all night that my staff was refusing to do work and I was yelling at them. Sigh. I need to keep reminding myself that was a dream and be careful not to take my crankiness out on them this morning.
Well, off to get some work done. I have tons to do.
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Sunday, June 24, 2007
For Froggy - My Cleaning System
Keep in mind that Alan does most of the laundry (except that I put my own already folded clothes away and I sometimes help with Ander's clothes) and deep cleans everything every fourth month or so, when his mom visits. Alan also cleans other things on a whim - vacuums the carpets/rug, sweeps, or wipes things down. But when I actually do my entire weekly schedule, the house stays decent (as in a person could actually clean it for company in about fifteen minutes, and for inspection in about an hour).
My schedule:
Sunday: grocery shop, cut grass, refill my medicine container, save my laundry
Once per week (no time limit, but I decide on Sunday what needs it most and pick based on the busiest of my week): DEEP CLEAN one category, like the floors, or the bathrooms, or all the windows, or something like that.
Once per week: PAIN IN THE BUTT/ORGANIZING CHORE, like taking the box to Goodwill, sorting through the junk drawer, throwing out the ink pens that don't work, or redoing the files
4 times per week: 15 minute quick clean (Order of priority: 1. must do chores like dishes and laundry; 2. clean areas that are seen by people, like wiping down the island or kitchen table or picking up toys or sweeping the floor/carpet; 3. quickly clean areas that take upkeep, like the toilets, sweep floors, or wipe down the tubs; and 4. everything else)
Daily: keep island clean and try to erase the evidence of whatever I do as I go. This means that if I cook dinner, I try to clean up immediately (wipe down stove, rinse dishes and pans and put in dishwasher, store leftovers, and clear and wipe down table). If I get ready in the morning, makeup goes back in the drawer, the sink gets swished after I brush my teeth, the q-tip goes in the trash, I swish the toilet brush through the toilet (doesn't clean it at all, but stops grossness from building up until I hit it in a quick clean or deep clean), my robes gets hung up, etc. The ERASING THE EVIDENCE really the key, because the quick clean just picks up the missed stuff and the slack.
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My schedule:
Sunday: grocery shop, cut grass, refill my medicine container, save my laundry
Once per week (no time limit, but I decide on Sunday what needs it most and pick based on the busiest of my week): DEEP CLEAN one category, like the floors, or the bathrooms, or all the windows, or something like that.
Once per week: PAIN IN THE BUTT/ORGANIZING CHORE, like taking the box to Goodwill, sorting through the junk drawer, throwing out the ink pens that don't work, or redoing the files
4 times per week: 15 minute quick clean (Order of priority: 1. must do chores like dishes and laundry; 2. clean areas that are seen by people, like wiping down the island or kitchen table or picking up toys or sweeping the floor/carpet; 3. quickly clean areas that take upkeep, like the toilets, sweep floors, or wipe down the tubs; and 4. everything else)
Daily: keep island clean and try to erase the evidence of whatever I do as I go. This means that if I cook dinner, I try to clean up immediately (wipe down stove, rinse dishes and pans and put in dishwasher, store leftovers, and clear and wipe down table). If I get ready in the morning, makeup goes back in the drawer, the sink gets swished after I brush my teeth, the q-tip goes in the trash, I swish the toilet brush through the toilet (doesn't clean it at all, but stops grossness from building up until I hit it in a quick clean or deep clean), my robes gets hung up, etc. The ERASING THE EVIDENCE really the key, because the quick clean just picks up the missed stuff and the slack.
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Does Everyone Always Feel Like They Are Running
So it's early Sunday morning. I'm alread thinking about all the stuff I have to do. I have to cut the grass (or get Brendan to cut it), do laundry, clean up, and get ready for the week. I have work that I ought to go do today at a coffeeshop. Oh, and I need to relax. But I just can't seem to do that. Sigh. It's like I live on overdrive. I look around, and other people relax just fine. Take Alan, for instance, sitting on the couch playing the xbox. I'm so jealous.
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