Lost and Not Found

I spent some of my limited free time over the past few days writing a blog post about my crazily interesting Saturday night.  I went out, I had fun, I did some things I’ve never done before, and I have bruises and a big welt to remember them by.

 

But I lost it.  Somehow, my “save draft” didn’t save, and Tony shut down the computer last night.  All was lost.

 

You know how things can be fine and then something happens and you just feel defeated?  That’s me, right now.  I find it really difficult to keep up with the blog and post anything other than photos of my kids and lo! I finally had several paragraphs about something else, something fun and interesting and just plain nuts.  And it’s gone.  Just gone.  I kind of want to cry.

 

And there are no more Cadbury Creme Eggs or Reese’s Peanut Butter Eggs in the house.  And the baby’s sleeping, so I can’t go get more.

 

We’re leaving for Phoenix on Thursday and I’d like to say that I’ll have the time and energy to recap the weekend at some point between now and then but the truth is, I doubt it.  It’s much tougher for me to write a story than just stream-of-consciousness like this, and I still need to pack for me and both kids.  Maybe I’ll feel motivated to stay up late and tackle it.

 

In the meantime, here are photos of the baby, who is eight months old today.

 

 

 

He’s such a love.

Gimme Some Lovin’

On this lovely Valentine’s Day, I can only say that my life is filled with love and joy.  My boys might not be perfect.  One is slobbery and hairy.  One is a bit smelly when he wakes up and crawls into bed with us.  One cries a lot.  And one can’t ever decide what he wants for dinner.  I’ll let you figure out which is which, but suffice to say, the good is amazing, and the bad is just so negligible.  Isn’t that how love should be?

 

 

 

 

 

Stuff and Thinks.

I’ve sat down to put words to screen several times these past days, but there’s just no time.  No time!  I’ll do my best to play catch-up, and then go on a bit of a rant before the baby wakes.

 

Jamie is not sleeping very well.  This is no change from before, but it’s really starting to wear on me.  I’m doing my best to keep Tony asleep since we’ve entered tax season and he is working a ton and playing basketball early in the morning, but God, I am so damn tired.  All the time.  What little brain function I have in a given day I save for work, so no one around me has the benefit of coherent thought the rest of the day.  Last night, Jamie was up five times.  FIVE TIMES.  He goes back to sleep fairly quickly, so at least we’re not fighting that battle.

 

 

 

We’re busy.  In addition to all the normal stuff one has to do to keep house, we have started doing gymnastics and swim lessons with Charles.  This gives us evening activities outside of the house to occupy us during tax season at least three days each week.  It’s also exhausting and requires that I have dinner prepped and the oven on timed bake in order to have avoid food-related meltdowns.  But Charles loves the activities, and Jamie enjoys watching (or so I imagine… you never can tell with babies).

 

 

I have a Kindle and I love it.  My library loans out ebooks.  Fantastic!  But.  I can only put 5 books on my request list at a time and there are always, like 35 people waiting for each book, so I request five and then I wait FOREVER for them.  I think part of this is because people will finish a book in less than the allotted 3 weeks of time to do so, but then will not return the book when they’re done.  Bastards!  Reading is my one form of relaxation. Well, reading and wine.  Okay, okay, reading and wine and chocolate. 

 

I suppose the solution is to actually purchase the books I want to read, but Tony might get upset at the expense after awhile.  I read A LOT.