Find Solid Wall. Bang Head Repeatedly. Feel Better.

If you can’t tell, I’m feeling a touch of frustration. Lately it just feels like I can’t get anything right. Whether it’s something as simple as getting dinner to taste just right, to having to put out little fires at work, or having the baby reject something I give her (and having her fling it at me—always a joyous occasion, especially since her aim is remarkable) I just feel like I’m all thumbs.

So what’s one to do? Still not sure. Anyone have suggestions other than a yoga class?

On the up side, it's almost April. You know what that means... Come the April winds you will find me heading out to the biggest open field with a kite/kites in tow! huzzah!

House of the Infirmed

Great. Just great. I have a house full of sickies. It started with my niece and nephew. My brother tried to pass if off as allergies, so my parents thought nothing of bringing Baby Girl to their house the other day when they were in need of a sitter. So fast forward a few days and Baby Girl has a stuffy nose and is pretty cranky. Yeah, perhaps I should remind my brother that allergies are not communicable.

Now both my parents have this mystery "allergy," which means it's only a matter of time before we come down with it too. Fantastic! Needless to say I have been doling out the Zicam and the vitamin c like it's a snack

It wouldn't be so bad if it was just us but we're also playing host of a friend who is going through a tough time. It's bad enough that her situation is going from bad to total shit-storm (so wish I could claim that line as my own... ah well.) I don't think she needs the creeping illness to get her too.

Well, at least we have been able to get her out of the house for a wee bit to think clearly. Last week she joined us for a girl's weekend also, which is always fun. Nothing like retail therapy followed by a night of guzzling wine to make you forget your troubles for a spell.

Hmmm... perhaps that's the reason I haven't come down with anything yet. I've killed off anything in my system with alcohol... meh, just a thought. I'm seriously considering getting a haz-mat suit, but I think it may scare Baby Girl. :) Can you imagine?

With A Little Help from My Friends

And just like that I feel centered. This weekend the girls were over to hang out. We haven’t gotten together in a little bit, but thanks to e-mail we were able to figure out a date fairly quickly. We initially meant to go for a hike at one of the mountains in the area, but we decided to then go for a shopping hike around the outlet mall.

It was a little odd for me. I haven’t gone out and purchased things for myself in a very long time. So I kinda, sorta felt bad because I bought myself a few things. And yeah, they were things I genuinely needed. Well, I did buy Popsicle molds but they will come in handy… okay so they were mostly for the wee one. No worries though. A few bottles of wine and I forgot all about the pesky, mini shopping spree.

I also took this as an opportunity to help out a friend. My friend who has been going through a rough patch needed some time away from home. I think the weekend surrounded by other women who’d be able to just listen and provide some fairly unbiased perspective would do a world of good. I think it helped a lot.

But yes, it was a great weekend, even if a bowl got sacrificed to the party gods. :) Olé!

Royally Messed Up

I’m not sure how I feel. In fact, I haven’t been sure how I feel for almost a week now. Last week Aaron and I got hit with some pretty troubling news and even though I’m trying to get past it (I’m sure he is too); this whole thing is just staying in my head and messing me up.

Aaron and I went out with some friends. We were supposed to do a dinner and a show –a comedy show to be exact, but more on that later. I was running late because of work so we had to skip dinner and meet our friends at the comedy club. We saw Rich Vos; a comedian we all like a lot. Great show. But that wasn’t the part that got me all messed up. That happened immediately after the show.

Basically, this is what happened: The show ended, we milled around while we got ready to head out, bought a cd, got a picture and walked out. Then, there- right in the parking lot in lieu of what should have been your basic, ‘okay, what do we do now’s’ and/or ‘we’ll see you guys later’s’ we got hit with one of our friends saying, “there’s a reason we wanted you guys to come out.” The tone was serious and the next few words lead me to think they were having financial issues and had to sell their house, but nope. It got worse, the friend followed up the selling the house thing with “we’ve been having problems for a while now,” and the doozy… they are going to be getting divorced.

That was the very first time I have ever seen Aaron be entirely unsure of what to say. All I was able to do is fish through my purse for a pack of tissues because our friend’s wife had started crying.

The whole situation was just odd. Particularly because out of all the married couples we know, this is the one that we genuinely love as a couple. The fact that they got married was essentially a given considering how awesome they are together. Granted, no, we’re not there to see the good, the bad, and the ugly of everyday life, but still. They showed absolutely no sign at all that something was amiss. On the contrary, the time before this, they seemed to be more together than ever. So in the days since then, we’ve discovered that this is a one sided thing. She is going along with this because she has already tried everything she can think of and just wants him to be happy.

Again, I have no idea what to say. During the car ride home, all Aaron and I wanted to do is hug Baby Girl. We were both in shock—and pretty much still are—but mostly felt like we were in mourning. We’re not sure what’s going to happen from this point forward. I have a feeling she will stay in the area since she likes it where she is and works in the city. Him, I’m not sure. She was the bigger bread winner so, I suppose he’ll move on somehow.

It’s funny, I thought I’d be able to wrap my head around this a little better once I got it down on “paper,” but in reality, it really hasn’t helped. I am as confused and bummed as before. I just hope we don’t end up losing two great friends in the process. That would be the biggest shame of it all.

A Woolly What?!

Teehee... Yaaaay monster/ Odd creature stories!

This is the latest one I've come across.

Alleged Woolly mammoth (or maybe just a bear) spotted in Siberia

The Walking Drool

Yep. The Baby Girl took her first two unassisted steps on Wednesday afternoon. Of course I’ve only heard about it. My parents called me to tell be about it a moment after it happened. By the time I got home she wasn’t the slightest bit interested in walking. She was in a huggy mood. Normally I look forward to cuddles, but this was big news damn it, I wanted to see her do her impression of a drunken college student but nope. I guess I’ll have to wait.

The other bit of good news is that she’s sprouting more teeth. She now has a top front tooth and its neighbor is on the way. And judging by how far she likes to cram her fingies into her mouth, I’d say there are a few molars threatening to break through- Poor thing.

Exciting as this all is, it’s also fascinating and disgusting at the same time. I’m not a scientist but I think we should really study the make-up of baby drool. I’m willing to bet there’s money to be made with whatever gives baby drool that amazing elasticity. I mean, this stuff hangs, and hangs but never seems to break. I'm also fairly certain that if the mood really struck her, Baby Girl could probably swing the stuff around to get to out-of-reach items around the house. Gross…

New "Phone"

A few weeks ago my phone died. I mean I couldn't even turn the thing on. So We decided to bite the bullet and get new phones. We also decided to switch carriers because we couldn't get reliable signals anywhere in or around our house.

The only problem is, I never bothered to save my contacts online. Mistake. So I have been reentering all my contacts one by one. Not so bad but it's made for some interesting text conversations. For the most part I am familiar with the area codes so I have a good idea of who it is I'm texting. The problem is, in the middle of all this, I accidentally entered the wrong numbers for a few people. Yeah, you can see where this is going. Pain in the ass. So if you're one of the people I normally text and you haven't heard from me in a while. it's not that I'm ignoring you. I may have just been sending messages to someone completely different. Woops.