Am I really blogging in bed?
What has my life come to that I am lying in bed, writing a blog post on my laptop while my husband snores contently beside me. Maybe it was the fact that he went to bed at 8 pm tonight and I wasn't ready to sleep, or maybe it is because I have a crack-like addiction to the Internet. I'm not sure, but I know that neither of us is getting any action tonight.
I spent most of today at my friend April's house with Jo Jo. April, who I've known for 20 years (since we were 9), has a daughter that is 6 months older than Jo Jo. We try to get the girls together frequently for some socialization, especially during the winter months when toddler self amusement is at an all-time low in these parts. Today's playdate was particularly rough because the girls didn't get along well at all. Seriously, engaging two toddlers who don't know how to share, try to play with one another is a recipe for disaster. April and I spent the entire afternoon trying to referee the playdate which was not fun. The only highlight of the afternoon was when we taught the girls to hug each other (even if they were hating each other), as in "Big Hug". I wonder sometimes what we will do when the girls get older if they do not like each other and no longer fall for our tricks. I think as long time friends, April and I risk placing undue expectations that they will be as close as we are as they grow up. I can only hope that Jo Jo has a friend as good as April when she gets older.
In other news, I got over the idea of putting a new vanity in our bathroom and instead have decided to enlist my handy father in constructing a linen closet. Despite his expertise, the thought of cutting holes into my wall to install built-in shelving scares the crap out of me... maybe it is the thought of causing permanent, irreperable damage to our home? That's probably it. Updates to come on this project's progress.
My confession of the day is that I haven't been back to the Y since Jo Jo's meltdown, and I have not worked out since. People tell me that our cable company offers different exercise videos "on demand", which seems slightly promising if I can get around to vacuuming all the cheerios off the floor of our living room. Jo Jo will miss her floor snacks.
In other weight loss/getting in shape related news: I have cracked my addiction to Cadbury Mini Eggs... for now. With imminent monthly issues, I don't know how long I can stay on the wagon. As my husband would say, "This is the true test."
I spent most of today at my friend April's house with Jo Jo. April, who I've known for 20 years (since we were 9), has a daughter that is 6 months older than Jo Jo. We try to get the girls together frequently for some socialization, especially during the winter months when toddler self amusement is at an all-time low in these parts. Today's playdate was particularly rough because the girls didn't get along well at all. Seriously, engaging two toddlers who don't know how to share, try to play with one another is a recipe for disaster. April and I spent the entire afternoon trying to referee the playdate which was not fun. The only highlight of the afternoon was when we taught the girls to hug each other (even if they were hating each other), as in "Big Hug". I wonder sometimes what we will do when the girls get older if they do not like each other and no longer fall for our tricks. I think as long time friends, April and I risk placing undue expectations that they will be as close as we are as they grow up. I can only hope that Jo Jo has a friend as good as April when she gets older.
In other news, I got over the idea of putting a new vanity in our bathroom and instead have decided to enlist my handy father in constructing a linen closet. Despite his expertise, the thought of cutting holes into my wall to install built-in shelving scares the crap out of me... maybe it is the thought of causing permanent, irreperable damage to our home? That's probably it. Updates to come on this project's progress.
My confession of the day is that I haven't been back to the Y since Jo Jo's meltdown, and I have not worked out since. People tell me that our cable company offers different exercise videos "on demand", which seems slightly promising if I can get around to vacuuming all the cheerios off the floor of our living room. Jo Jo will miss her floor snacks.
In other weight loss/getting in shape related news: I have cracked my addiction to Cadbury Mini Eggs... for now. With imminent monthly issues, I don't know how long I can stay on the wagon. As my husband would say, "This is the true test."
posted by coffee stained at
10:20 PM
1 Comments:
I am addicted to the Internet too. It's kind of like a shameful secret, how much time I spend. I feel like I'm addicted to porn or crack, and I must scramble to keep it secret. I am also addicted to marshmallow eggs, but I have no desire to give up that addiction, never mind that it's Lent and all.
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