Anatomy of a Saturday

6:53am Someone is in the living room. I try to ignore but I can't. Should probably get moving anyhow. Shoot, did I wash my face last night?

7:10am Lucky Charms all around! Too bad that's the last of it, kids. Mommy's been eating them for dessert after you go to bed. They also share a leftover cinnamon roll, a banana and an apricot Chobani (checked the recall numbers). Made my favorite breakfast for C and I (good thing he likes it too, right? You get what you get when you don't cook.) Toast w laughing cow, avocado and a fried egg. Bacon on the side. Yum!

7:45am Start scrambling bc we need to be out of the house by 8:30 at the latest for a 90 minute drive to an old friend's son's birthday party. I sold it to the family based on proximity to Disney.

8:43am Everyone's in the car and I'm programming the GPS while C fixes whatever's wrong w the tire pressure. Turns out the drive is 2:02 hours. Whoops! Watch your movie, kids. I read 115 pages of Me Before You, and believe I am a robot because I haven't started crying yet. Am I supposed to be crying yet?

10:40am We pull into the park parking lot. It's hot. Birthday baby is screaming. Get to the splashpad, kids. Spend 2.5 hours reminding people that we've all known each other for 20 years. Also, I haven't showered in three days and someone keeps taking pictures of me every time I'm scolding my kids. Those pictures are ending up on Facebook or mailed the DCF, I'm sure.

1:15pm Winding down, we decide to head out. I'm carrying Henry and realize my shirt is wet. And yellow. Shoot, that's pee. Smell it ... Not pee. Damn you, swim diaper, for not being a better poop container.

1:25pm Thankfully I am wearing my bathing suit, because I'm not wearing that shirt. Ever again. C has rinsed it out well but that shirt is not touching my body again. I might burn it.

2:15pm We decide since we're in bathing suits anyhow to go to Blizzard Beach. But what? They close at FIVE now? On a Saturday? What the fresh hell is that? We go anyhow. Grand time. Thunder closes the park at 4:20 anyhow.

4:58pm We have decided to hit House of Blues for dinner. We scrape in for happy hour, which is good because their water is seriously terrible and I am forced to drink wine. I'm back to wearing the poop shirt, which does look better and doesn't smell and I'm trying to forget about the poop. may still burn it later. Henry insists on ordering chicken tenders even though he really wants Mac and cheese. This is a family affliction.

6:15pm As long as we're in the area (who am I kidding, we knew we were going to SOME park). We head over to Hollywood Studios. I would like to take this moment to complain that now that it's "off season", Animal Kingdom closes at FIVE and Magic Kingdom at SEVEN. What bs, seriously. But we get in a few rides, and it's cool.

8:10pm Ice cream mickeys (the mouse, not the drugs) and we follow the sheep into Fantasmic for the water and lights show bc Henry had never seen it. Stand around for 20 minutes before they let us in right before it starts but still get really good seats.

8:30pm Fantasmic starts.

8:40pm Henry falls asleep.

8:55pm Run out of the show five minutes before the droves of people follow. The Park is closed now and all those people will be headed to their cars too. Carry 34 lbs of dead weight a mile to our car.

9:10pm Run into 7-11 to get my Smartwater fix. 2.99 for 800 more ounces than the $4 bottle at DHS. Yes.

10:36pm Home. Carry the smaller dead weight into bed while C finagles larger dead weight into his top bunk bed.

10:41pm Think about a shower, decide to do it tomorrow. Wash face, change into pjs. Burn poop shirt and climb into bed.


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Friday Bits and Pieces

I can cautiously report that this has been a good kindergarten week. Every day we recite that we go potty when we need to go, and always after lunch. He’s eaten most of his food every day, come home in the same pants he started with, and seems to be enjoying himself. His homework is easy (tonight is “practice tying your shoes”, which he already knows how to do. Other assignments have included counting small amounts and writing his name). We’ve been reading every night, sometimes me to him and sometimes him to me. I think (cautiously, again) that we needed to get in our groove but we might be okay. We might live through kindergarten.

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I have three library books to read, and then I think I’m off the library for a little bit. I got so overwhelmed that all my books were coming in at the same time and I have so many books already on my ipad that I’m not reading. So after Me Before You, Sisterland and Twelves Rooms of the Nile, I’m going back to the 1,871 downloaded books I have to read. Do you have anything I should put on my wishlist for afterward?

**

I just deleted an almost comment on a friend’s post about when S was younger and I had a six month old too and how I don’t even remember that time. I deleted it because she’s struggling with miscarriages and I felt like that comment would remind her about that and I don’t even know. I don’t know how to be the proper amount of respectful and still contribute to a conversation sometimes. I love my friends, and I hate that they have to struggle with this. Hate it. I feel blessed to have never had a miscarriage (although I have had prior experiences I would be glad to share in person but not on my blog). It was an innocuous comment, but what if it hurts?

**

A funny Henry story:

We’ve been putting off potty training Henry because he simply isn’t interested, and we’re lazy, and all sorts of other reasons. The other night I was cooking dinner, C was in the office on the computer and the kids were in the living room, playing. All of a sudden Henry starts yelling:

I NEED TO GO POTTY, I NEED TO GO POTTY!

So we both start scrambling to help him. I mean, we send him to go every day but he’s never taken initiative. This is great! He’s ready to train!

So I come around the corner to help him and he yells at me. “No! The girl, she needs to go potty!”

He was playing my old Gameboy Advance and had started playing Sims. The girl in Sims needed to use the bathroom.

/facepalm

Time (after time)

So today I woke up at – wait for it – the first alarm! 6:00am, people! This might be late for those of you who go to work in the mornings, but I previously had streamlined my morning activities to be getting up at 6:30 and out the door by 6:45. Unfortunately, this was before I started actually taking care of my skin, wearing a reasonable amount of makeup, and most importantly – before kindergarten.

My alarm goes off at 6:00am, but I am conditioned to not hear it – C wakes up and gets up, crosses the room, hits the snooze and comes back to bed. Two or three times, actually. (we found when then alarm was next to us, we turned it off in our sleep). I either get up at 6:18 or 6:27, rush around and do what I can. There’s often a lot of yelling as I’m trying to get Spencer to get his butt out of bed. I don’t have to get them ready – C will do that since he works from home most of the week and always takes them to school, but I want them started.

Since school started, I have been late 4/5 times a week, which obviously needs to stop before they make me change my schedule (ahem, again). Yesterday I got up at my usual time but I forewent my makeup routine and instead threw on some clothes and made breakfast for the boys. They were so pleasant that I decided I needed to actually get up earlier so I could get myself ready before making breakfast and having sweet boys instead of sullen and irritated slow-to-get-up children.

And it worked! I’m sure it won’t tomorrow, but today was beautiful. I rose at 6:00am on the dot. I leisurely did my makeup and decided what to wear (I have a meeting so I needed to dress nicely but of my black skirts I have one that’s a size 6 and one that’s a size 16. I am somewhere in the middle. Gray pants it is! My beautiful Calvin Klein blouse I paid too much money for but love love love! Done!) C got up (6:18) and took a shower and I got the kids dressed (while explaining to Spencer that while his uniform clothes are mix and match, if he wears the navy top with the navy bottom he will look like the janitor).

I made breakfast for them – Spencer is obsessed with Dunkin Donuts egg and cheese wraps, so his favorite breakfast for me to make him is an egg and cheese tortilla, and I gave them Greek yogurt and banana with it. Henry doesn’t eat eggs so he got cranberry walnut bread. I packed some breakfast for myself and left exactly on time, kissing all my boys and out the door. It really was a loverly morning.

Exactly on time. You know what that means though, right?

First I forgot my phone. I was in my neighborhood still, so I doubled back and picked it up. No problem.

Then there was a pedestrian hit on my route to work. A shoe and a backpack in the road, a damaged car, unknown status of the pedestrian and cars as far as the eye can see.

Yeah, didn’t make it on time.

BBTW: Food

Well, the easiest way to get me to link up to anything is to get me to talk about food. I love food, I love to eat and I love to cook. So. Food! Yum! So this BBTW is right up my alley. 

• Avocado. There was a time before kids when I didn’t like avocado. I thought it was slimy and weird tasting and just ugh. Then I got pregnant with Spencer and all of a sudden I couldn’t get enough of the stuff. Six years later this obsession is still going strong (much like my love for chicken wings, specifically Winghouse wings, which also started when I was pregnant). I love it in all things, on all things, and in all forms (here is my delicious guacamole recipe which is requested at most parties). LOVE. Favorite thing ever.     
• I had this sandwich once at a local Italian market and it was simply amazing. I recreated it with some success, but it’s a little time consuming and I’d rather they just made it for me. I still dream about this sandwich. Here’s what it was: a real Italian focaccia (I pick one up at the same Italian market), grilled chicken (bonus points for marinating in Italian dressing), pesto sauce, sun-dried tomatoes, and goat cheese. Drool. 
• Sometimes I’m a child about my favorite meals. I adore macaroni and cheese, in all forms. My favorite recipe is in my battered old Betty Crocker cookbook for baked mac and cheese, but I will gladly eat mac and cheese any time, made any way. For any meal, for that matter. 
• Eggs. My children ask for breakfast for dinner all the time, and what they mean is pancakes but what I want is eggs. Again, I’m not picky on preparation – I like over easy or poached best, but scrambled with veggies and cheese is my most common prep. My FAVORITE is a piece of toast with a wedge of Chipotle laughing cow, half an avocado and a fried egg on top.
• I tried to be less of a cliche, but bacon has to be on the list. I only buy Wright's because it's so good I can't possibly screw it up, and I buy in 1.5 or 3lb packages (every wonder who pays 16.99 for bacon? That would be me) and I freeze it laid out individually in a freezer bag so I can cook 3-4 pieces at a time. Or take out two pieces to chop up and add to a pasta dish, or Brussel sprouts. You get the idea. 

Bring Back the Words is the brain child of the lovely Ginger.

A week of lists

I’m feeling a little fractured this week, so I think the best way to show that in blog form is just to post lists, right? Ginger has already helped out with that by posting two BBTW prompts that deal with lists. And here is today. What’s with TODAY today?

** I’m totally overwhelmed by this whole kindergarten thing. Like, crying at work overwhelmed. We had another meltdown this morning because he left his lunchbox at school and so I gave him mine to use – a totally not girly red and tan lunchbox, mind you. He was hysterical. And he’s had three bathroom accidents in two weeks after only having an accident maybe once every 4-5 months before that. A kid hit him the first week, the second week another kid “accidentally” cut his shirt. He says he’s enjoying school but I am so stressed about it. Everyone else seems to be having a grand time with their kids in kindergarten – aside from the first day tears (of which we didn’t have any). Please. I need to know I’m not alone.

** We spent another weekend at Disney – is this getting boring for you? Because oddly, it’s not for us. Sunday we spent the day at Typhoon Lagoon (not my favorite waterpark, and I was a raging PMS monster but everyone else had fun) and Monday we went to Magic Kingdom which was full of awesome and 10-minute lines. We went on nearly everything. Seriously, 10 minutes for Space Mountain. On a holiday.

** The organic farm down the road has CSA memberships available and I always thought it was too expensive. It is a little pricy, but I was thinking if I do it every other week it’s half the cost (or if I can get my neighbor to go in with me on a full membership). I’m kind of hyping myself up for it. Fresh, local organic produce for 30 weeks! Talk me into it!

** I painted my fingernails. Aqua. I am not a painter of fingernails, but I rather like these. I have a work meeting on Thursday and they are not particularly professional so I think I’ll clean them off by then, but I think I’m enjoying blue nails.

** Henry spent his first two years totally attached to his father. Now he’s obsessed with me. I love the extra snuggles and to be honest I love his company but sometimes two children attached at the hip to me is a little much, you know? Spencer has opted occasionally to go w dad, but otherwise I have two children fighting over holding my hand or sitting next to me at dinner. It’s a little maddening.

Books I read: August

58 Crazy Rich Asians - Kevin Kwan I actually read this the last day of July. Drivel. Pure, horrible, goes-on-forever drivel.

59 Mr. Penumbra's 24-Hour Bookstore - Robin Sloan This was super cute. I put it off because the reviews. Oh, those reviews damn it. It was good. I wouldn't say it was mind-blowing, but very entertaining.

60 Cold Magic - Kate Elliott I enjoyed the first two books in this series. I felt like the characters should have had a little MORE in the beginning because I had a hard time caring right away, but I really enjoyed the complicated relationship of Kat and Vai. So many books fall into a trap of love at first sight, and I really liked that just because she was forced to marry him she didn't love him or even like him right away. I thought her journey to caring and respecting him was very realistic in a strange steampunk world.

61 Cold Fire - Kate Elliott See above.

62 Her Dark Triumph - Robin LaFevers I'll be honest, when I realized that this book wasn't about the same main character as the first, I was extremely disappointed. And then I absolutely fell in love with this book. Better than the first, and that's a hard line to say about a book about nun assassins.

63 The House Girl - Tara Conklin I couldn't get through this - it theory it was just so much more interesting than it really was. There are so many better written books. I wanted to know what happened to the characters, but I had it on ebook and I couldn't just flip to the back so I stopped. I didn't care that much.

64 Gameboard of the Gods - Richelle Mead Honestly, if anyone else had written this book I would have dropped it. Richelle Mead is one of my favorite authors and this was just flat for me. The world was too vast and the things they used were unlike current items but were not described. I just couldn't picture any of it. The characters were not fleshed out, the "secrets" they were keeping from eachother meant she kept too many secrets from the reader and didn't start explaining anything until 250 pages in. There were moments of brilliance ... in otherwise just not a well written book. Maybe it would have been well written for someone else, but she's capable of so much more. Yes, I'll read the next one.

65 The Supremes at Earl's All-you-can-eat - Edward Kelsey Moore I heard good things about this, but I just didn't get into it.

66 The Silver Star - Jeannette Wells This was NOT AS GOOD as her memoirs. But it was pretty good. Predictable, but well written and I really liked the main girl.

Sleept.

When I first started with my fitbit, I was sleeping pretty well. Maybe one wake up during the night, maybe not. Eight minutes to fall asleep. I’m a little obsessed with my sleep cycle, so I look at it often. More recently, though, I am having trouble going to bed, falling asleep; I wake up five, eight times a night. Consequently, obviously, I don’t feel exactly rested. 

I can’t tell if it started when Henry went through his sleep regression (he’s still waking up, but not to the same extent. Tuesday night he woke up at 12:23 asking for water. I got him water and put him back to bed and he quickly passed out. This wouldn’t have been such an issue except that I had finally fallen asleep maybe 15 minutes earlier.) I’m not sure what to do about my sleep. I could take over the counter sleep aids. They still do seem to help and I really don’t need the prescription ones. Otherwise though, I think I just need to find a sleep schedule of my own. C likes to fall asleep with the tv on, but Mister can fall asleep in 30 seconds – he doesn’t even know he’s done it. I end up watching the end of whatever he has on, and if that is baseball (Tuesday night, disastrous game) then I’m up until 10:30-11pm just watching that. Then I still have to figure out how to wind down.

Monday I was so tired I forgot my k-cups, had tea instead and then accidentally put coffee creamer in said tea. It was not a happy morning. This morning it took me 10 minutes longer to get ready because I kept forgetting what I was doing, and I had to make Spencer’s lunch which I forgot to do the night before.

Last night I fell asleep at a reasonable hour, but Henry woke up at 11. He apparently didn’t go back to sleep because I woke up three times during the night and he and C were on the couch. I didn’t not try to help – I needed my sleep.

I feel crappy complaining about my sleep when so many people have it worse than I do. But all I can say is I need more than I get, or I need more quality sleep. How do I make that happen?