Whoo, Friday!
KT and I are doing our monthly get-together today. The plan is to have dinner and go see Mama Mia. Since the new Batman movie opens today as well, I anticipate a crowd at the theater, but a mostly empty auditorium. No idea what we'll do for dinner; we haven't discussed it yet.
No real plans for this weekend. We can't even drop in on my parents, because they're on their way to San Antonio to pick up my grandmother and bring her back up here for a visit. So hopefully, we'll get a chance to just hang out and relax. Penny can play with Ray for hours on end, and maybe I'll get a chance to do some scrapbooking.
In the car this morning, Penny said, "You can't touch the sun, because it's hot."
"That's right, the sun is very hot."
"Like mashed potatoes."
"...The sun is hot like mashed potatoes."
"Yeah. They're really hot."
Friday, July 18, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Dang Kids
I did make it to the Y for my swim yesterday, but because of various work hassles, I was running about twenty minutes later than usual. But I decided on a different meal for dinner (that would take about half the time to cook) and took a few deep breaths and promised that I wouldn't cut my swim short just because I was feeling rushed.
I was about halfway through my usual lap count when about eight kids and two swim instructors moved into my lane, because the kiddie side of the pool was full with two other swim classes.
I don't begrudge the kids their swim class. If I'd gotten to it a bit earlier, Penny might well have been one of those kids. But here's the thing:
1) How is it that the Y didn't realize that four classes was too many to have in the kiddie lanes at one time? And
2) If they were going to be using the far lane of the lap pool, why didn't they put up a sign so I'd know not to swim there?
Naturally, there were no other lanes available for me to move into. I gave up and headed for the locker room. Where I discovered some mom who had, for some reason, brought her 3-year-old into the clearly-marked, adults only locker room.
I wanted to throw things, I honestly did.
Alex seems to have settled into a pretty stable sleep pattern: When it's Matt's turn to get up with him, he sleeps until 5:45; on my days, he's up at 5:15. I keep trying to inch his bedtime back, because 7:30 to 6 (give or take fifteen minutes) would be so much more tolerable than 7 to 5:30. But he's not having any of it. Every time I keep him up later, he wakes up earlier.
The little stinker.
I was about halfway through my usual lap count when about eight kids and two swim instructors moved into my lane, because the kiddie side of the pool was full with two other swim classes.
I don't begrudge the kids their swim class. If I'd gotten to it a bit earlier, Penny might well have been one of those kids. But here's the thing:
1) How is it that the Y didn't realize that four classes was too many to have in the kiddie lanes at one time? And
2) If they were going to be using the far lane of the lap pool, why didn't they put up a sign so I'd know not to swim there?
Naturally, there were no other lanes available for me to move into. I gave up and headed for the locker room. Where I discovered some mom who had, for some reason, brought her 3-year-old into the clearly-marked, adults only locker room.
I wanted to throw things, I honestly did.
Alex seems to have settled into a pretty stable sleep pattern: When it's Matt's turn to get up with him, he sleeps until 5:45; on my days, he's up at 5:15. I keep trying to inch his bedtime back, because 7:30 to 6 (give or take fifteen minutes) would be so much more tolerable than 7 to 5:30. But he's not having any of it. Every time I keep him up later, he wakes up earlier.
The little stinker.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Moose and Squirrel
Since I didn't get to swim on Monday, I went to a hot yoga class last night. This one was only an hour (the first one was an hour and a half) so I managed to keep up better -- with the long class, I got about 45 minutes in and started feeling nauseous, so I spent the last half of class having to stop and rest every couple of minutes. This time I only had to stop a few times. I didn't much care for how crowded it was -- there were probably a dozen or more of us in there -- but it didn't matter so much once we started actually working.
(Though there's simply no way for me to do the poses that require lying flat on your stomach. I've got DDD boobs, and they only flatten so much before it starts getting pretty painful. I doubt if most of the other women in the class have ever even seen a C cup.)
At least I get to go back to the pool tonight.
It was my turn to take the kids to daycare this morning. I pulled into a parking space (people who park at the curb when there are perfectly good spaces open make me crazy) and opened Penny's door and undid her seatbelt, then left her to make her own way out of the car while I got Alex out and retrieved the assorted bags from the trunk.
I took the kids inside, turned Alex over to his teacher and kissed Penny goodbye at the door to her class, then went back out to the car to head to work, which is when I discovered this:
Apparently, Penny wanted me to have some company on my way to work this morning.
(Though there's simply no way for me to do the poses that require lying flat on your stomach. I've got DDD boobs, and they only flatten so much before it starts getting pretty painful. I doubt if most of the other women in the class have ever even seen a C cup.)
At least I get to go back to the pool tonight.
It was my turn to take the kids to daycare this morning. I pulled into a parking space (people who park at the curb when there are perfectly good spaces open make me crazy) and opened Penny's door and undid her seatbelt, then left her to make her own way out of the car while I got Alex out and retrieved the assorted bags from the trunk.
I took the kids inside, turned Alex over to his teacher and kissed Penny goodbye at the door to her class, then went back out to the car to head to work, which is when I discovered this:
Apparently, Penny wanted me to have some company on my way to work this morning.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
*blush*
I was on my way into the pool yesterday when I happened to glance in the locker room mirror and saw...
My butt.
I don't mean the shape of it, or the size. I mean I could actually see it. Through my swimsuit. The chlorine had finally destroyed enough of the suit's fibers that it had become as transparent as gauze.
...Well. So much for swimming. I went shopping for a new suit, instead. (I got a new suit about a month ago, but I didn't try it on. It used to be that I routinely bought swimsuits about two sizes smaller than my clothing size for the best fit -- I don't know why, but that's how it was. Not, apparently, anymore, as I could barely get that suit on, nevermind fitting correctly.) So I got a new suit, and I actually tried it on this time, and I'll swim Wednesday. No problem.
It does rather make me wonder how long my suit has been see-through, though. Maybe I'm better off not thinking about it.
My butt.
I don't mean the shape of it, or the size. I mean I could actually see it. Through my swimsuit. The chlorine had finally destroyed enough of the suit's fibers that it had become as transparent as gauze.
...Well. So much for swimming. I went shopping for a new suit, instead. (I got a new suit about a month ago, but I didn't try it on. It used to be that I routinely bought swimsuits about two sizes smaller than my clothing size for the best fit -- I don't know why, but that's how it was. Not, apparently, anymore, as I could barely get that suit on, nevermind fitting correctly.) So I got a new suit, and I actually tried it on this time, and I'll swim Wednesday. No problem.
It does rather make me wonder how long my suit has been see-through, though. Maybe I'm better off not thinking about it.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Magic Bus
Nope, I have no idea what the title is about, either. This is what happens when you force me to come up with titles every day.
Had a good weekend, though. Got my iPhone, finally, months after deciding it was what I wanted and then waiting for the new phone announcement in June and then waiting for the actual release date, and then working through a couple of glitches...
Glitch #1 turned out the be that I'd apparently set a PIN on my old T-Mobile account at some point in the past, without which they wouldn't turn my phone number over to AT&T. I tried all the PINs I ususally use, without success, so I had to go down to the nearest T-Mobile store (half an hour away -- the one that used to be a couple of blocks from us closed, dangit) to prove that I'm who I say I am, and get it reset. (I'm still not convinced that I set that PIN. The guy at the store told me what it was, and it rang no bells at all. My suspicion is that I agreed to a temporary PIN at some point and scrawled it on a piece of paper with the intention of changing it later, and then forgot to do so.)
Glitch #2 popped up last night when I went to use it for some music while I was putting dishes away. Songs that I'd ripped off my CDs (or downloaded illegally, back when I was still doing that, shhh) played just fine, but music I'd legally purchased from iTunes would show me the album art, and the counter would tick, but no sound would come out. I couldn't even play the sample clips when the phone was connected to the iTMS. Some poking around discovered that, specifically, the phone wasn't playing w4p files, but that was no help, because they're supposed to be supported. I fiddled with settings and spent an hour looking around online in help files and another on hold with Apple's tech support line (I never did get through -- I gave up and decided to call back today from a speakerphone). Later, trying to play some game I'd downloaded, the phone hiccuped and reset itself, and when it had rebooted, all my music was working just fine. So... I dunno.
The other glitch, which is entirely my own fault, was downloading a "game" for the phone which creates bubbles when you drag your finger over the screen, and then lets you pop them by tapping on them... and then letting Penny play with it. Now she wants to borrow my phone to play the game every thirty seconds or so. This morning, while watching Dora, she clutched my phone in her hot little hand, desultorily swirling her finger around the screen without even looking at the bubbles.
Anyway, we had a fairly good weekend, iPhone aside. We took the kids down to visit my parents for a couple of hours while Matt and I got some shopping done, and I finally got around to listing a whole bunch of crap on our local FreeCycle list that I've been meaning to get rid of. It's not all gone yet, but most of it has been spoken for, whoo! I'm all in favor of crap reduction.
The only frustrating part to the weekend -- and even this was kind of funny -- was that Alex quite suddenly and completely out of nowhere seems to have decided to come up with a case of separation anxiety. If he could see me, then he was not happy unless I was holding and/or playing with him. And if he saw me turn away from him (or heaven forfend, walk away) then he would burst into tears.
He only did it for me -- sitting in his jumper between the kitchen and green room, while I was cooking at Matt was folding laundry, Alex actively leaned toward me and cried, even when Matt tried to turn him to face the green room and play with him. It was all about Mommy Mommy Mommy this weekend. It'll be interesting to see if he pulls it out when I drop him off at school Wednesday.
On the other hand, he's so close to crawling, I can taste it. He'll definitely be crawling before Penny's birthday. He gets up on his hands and knees and rocks back and forth, trying to figure out how to get his legs and arms coordinated. This is earlier than Penny. I don't remember her doing the rocking thing much at all, but I do remember she started crawling on Mother's Day, which means she was about nine months old; Alex is six and a half. I wonder if that means he'll crawl longer than she did, or start walking earlier?
Had a good weekend, though. Got my iPhone, finally, months after deciding it was what I wanted and then waiting for the new phone announcement in June and then waiting for the actual release date, and then working through a couple of glitches...
Glitch #1 turned out the be that I'd apparently set a PIN on my old T-Mobile account at some point in the past, without which they wouldn't turn my phone number over to AT&T. I tried all the PINs I ususally use, without success, so I had to go down to the nearest T-Mobile store (half an hour away -- the one that used to be a couple of blocks from us closed, dangit) to prove that I'm who I say I am, and get it reset. (I'm still not convinced that I set that PIN. The guy at the store told me what it was, and it rang no bells at all. My suspicion is that I agreed to a temporary PIN at some point and scrawled it on a piece of paper with the intention of changing it later, and then forgot to do so.)
Glitch #2 popped up last night when I went to use it for some music while I was putting dishes away. Songs that I'd ripped off my CDs (or downloaded illegally, back when I was still doing that, shhh) played just fine, but music I'd legally purchased from iTunes would show me the album art, and the counter would tick, but no sound would come out. I couldn't even play the sample clips when the phone was connected to the iTMS. Some poking around discovered that, specifically, the phone wasn't playing w4p files, but that was no help, because they're supposed to be supported. I fiddled with settings and spent an hour looking around online in help files and another on hold with Apple's tech support line (I never did get through -- I gave up and decided to call back today from a speakerphone). Later, trying to play some game I'd downloaded, the phone hiccuped and reset itself, and when it had rebooted, all my music was working just fine. So... I dunno.
The other glitch, which is entirely my own fault, was downloading a "game" for the phone which creates bubbles when you drag your finger over the screen, and then lets you pop them by tapping on them... and then letting Penny play with it. Now she wants to borrow my phone to play the game every thirty seconds or so. This morning, while watching Dora, she clutched my phone in her hot little hand, desultorily swirling her finger around the screen without even looking at the bubbles.
Anyway, we had a fairly good weekend, iPhone aside. We took the kids down to visit my parents for a couple of hours while Matt and I got some shopping done, and I finally got around to listing a whole bunch of crap on our local FreeCycle list that I've been meaning to get rid of. It's not all gone yet, but most of it has been spoken for, whoo! I'm all in favor of crap reduction.
The only frustrating part to the weekend -- and even this was kind of funny -- was that Alex quite suddenly and completely out of nowhere seems to have decided to come up with a case of separation anxiety. If he could see me, then he was not happy unless I was holding and/or playing with him. And if he saw me turn away from him (or heaven forfend, walk away) then he would burst into tears.
He only did it for me -- sitting in his jumper between the kitchen and green room, while I was cooking at Matt was folding laundry, Alex actively leaned toward me and cried, even when Matt tried to turn him to face the green room and play with him. It was all about Mommy Mommy Mommy this weekend. It'll be interesting to see if he pulls it out when I drop him off at school Wednesday.
On the other hand, he's so close to crawling, I can taste it. He'll definitely be crawling before Penny's birthday. He gets up on his hands and knees and rocks back and forth, trying to figure out how to get his legs and arms coordinated. This is earlier than Penny. I don't remember her doing the rocking thing much at all, but I do remember she started crawling on Mother's Day, which means she was about nine months old; Alex is six and a half. I wonder if that means he'll crawl longer than she did, or start walking earlier?
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Truer Words
Penny, this morning, as she scrolls through pictures I've uploaded to my iPhone...
"Wow, Mommy! This is a magic phone!"
"Wow, Mommy! This is a magic phone!"
Saturday, July 12, 2008
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