Friday, May 29, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Thursday & Friday I cleaned and readied the house for CJ's birthday party. This year it went off without a hitch, except that I made too much food-but several expected people didnt show. Saturday morning I was still in bed when I heard CJ stirring awake then WC's voice filled with excitement, "Today's your birthday party." Of course CJ doesn't know what on earth that is. And then WC says, "They bring you presents." The inflection in his voice priceless. The only thing I needed to do by the time Saturday morning rolled around was pick up the cake and the side dishes. I'd bought the hot dogs, buns, plates, etc from a nearby store that sells in bulk. All my early prep work came in handy when my lovely brother in law & his clan arrived one hour early. They are always an hour late to everything and he stated he was determined that they wouldnt be late this time...Since I had nothing left but to boil the dogs and throw everything on the table it really didnt matter. I sent the kids into the backyard to play. My other brother in law didnt tell us until an hour after the party started that they wouldnt be coming. It didn't surprise me. Their lives revolve completely around their 8 year old daughters soccer. They have her playing year around. Right now she plays for at least three or four different teams and they've had her doing "try-outs" for a couple other teams. They do soccer, I estimate five out of seven nights a week. On Saturday's four or so games in a day. The haven't attended a birthday party since WC's in Oct and they didnt have one for their other daughter in November, that I know of. This year they only invited her soccer friends to the 8 year olds party- no family. But I digress the party went well and CJ seemed to have a good time.
We started today with a trip to Wally World to pick up a couple extraneous items- new swim trunks for WC. It was forecasted to rain this afternoon but so far we still have sunny skies. But afraid we'd be cooped up in the house all day I let them go outside this morning. They blew bubbles on the back porch. Well, more accurately WC blew bubbles. I kept having to pull the wand out of CJ's mouth. When I go to wash him tonight I have this visual image of soap bubbles exploding off his skin when the water hits. They had snacks and juice outside. Then they played in the sprinkler- it still didnt seem warm enough out but WC wanted in his new sprinkler badly. CJ more or less just stood and watched, didnt jump in but inadvertently got a face full of water and that did it for him & the sprinkler. I dried them off & could tell CJ was tired. Inside they sat on the couch while I prepared lunch & CJ kept dozing off. After lunch & CJ was finally a sleep WC & I headed back out to draw on the driveway with the sidewalk chalk that Nana brought him to CJ's party. The two o'clock sun was hot on the pavement. So we went into the backyard for another round of the sprinkler. His swim suit had been left on the back porch to dry and I sent him to get it, next thing I know there he is butt naked in the backyard- pale skin reflecting the glow of the sun. I wrangled him into the new swim trunks but as I sat & watched him run around the sprinkler giggling I kept getting peeks of his butt crack until one pass around when the waist band had finally slipped its way under the little derriere. "Don't you feel that breeze," I asked him. He just giggled and started pulling them up. When the area of the backyard resembled marsh land, it was time to turn off the water. I sent pic messages to Jay on & off all day. He's bummed about having to work today. To make matters worse- they are slow. So he has to be away from us & they have no business coming in today. Bad on two levels.
WC & I ate ice cream while he dried. He wanted to watch the Iron Man movie. I'm less than enthusiastic about this. It's PG 13. But Jay let him watch it before. Sigh. I expect CJ to be up from nap at any time.
Michele--I'm thinking about you and praying for you.
A special thank you for all the men and women who have died in military service. I remember my grandmother referring to today as Decoration Day and they would go the cemetery and decorate graves with flowers.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Here at work administration went all blocking happy with our internet accessibility. No longer do I have access to Blogger or Facebook. I’m having a difficult time dealing with this new set of parameters surrounding internet usage. It’s not like I wasn’t doing my job but someone somewhere screwed it all up for the rest of us. So I setup my posting email last night and giving it a whirl today.
It’s three in the afternoon as I write this and I’ve hit a wall here at work. In fact I’m contemplating throwing myself against my cubicle wall repeatedly. Imagine a hamster against its glass cage- if you will. Perhaps they’d send me home early, obviously I’ve fallen off a cliff mentally.
Next week is shaping up to be a big week. My sister graduates her dental assistant training program on the 15th. A day many of us thought would never arrive. For WC its Kindergarten registration time. Saturday the 16th, CJ turns two. My babies are growing up at the speed of light. I’m not sure which bothers me more the fact that they are growing up or the fact they remind me that I’m chugging along in my 30’s now. I blog a lot about how they drive me insane but I’ve come to appreciate those moments with them. I couldn’t imagine my life without them driving me nuts.
We’re postponing CJ’s party until the 23rd because we have a family reunion on the 16th. And will be travelling a couple hours south with the young ones in tow. I haven’t seen most of these people in years and can’t imagine I’ll recognize half of them. But my great-aunt has been on my case for a year to attend. So I’m now in the market for a portable dvd player with two screens to keep them occupied.
Fingers crossed that this email posts appropriately to my blog page!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
There we are parked in a gravel lot next to this building. I figure the place isn’t in the far end of the building where Yazoo is so I chose the door in the center of the building and we walk in. WC's cowering behind me- convinced this place is haunted. And I’m looking at the directory on the wall and there are several companies listed- but not the one I was looking for. So we go back outside and I choose the next door down & go in. And there we stand in a hallway lined w/ unmarked doors. Damned if I’m going to just start trying pull any of these open-this is how horror flicks start. Back outside again. This time I see a guy coming out the first door we went in & he’s carrying a trash bag. It doesn’t appear to have any body parts in it so I ask him where the agency is. He tells me it’s up the stairs next to a radio station office. So we go back in the first door and up the creepiest set of stairs to another unmarked door. I’m pissed. I pull open the door- WC poised behind me ready to haul ass back down those stairs. But there was a very nice, shiny hardwood floor hallway lined with doors that had signs of businesses. So we found it and the first thing I said to the pretty boy behind the desk was how difficult it was finding the place. He just looks up at me and goes, “We get that a lot. You should have called. I could have helped.” My first thought was to pick up the phone on his desk and hit him in his pretty little face with it. But, of course, I didn’t. If my life were a sitcom this would be the daydream point where the screen goes all wiggly then a scene that shows me slamming a phone into the side of his head repeatedly plays until the boy snaps me back into reality by clearing his throat or saying, "ma'am?". My cell phone had died from using the navigation system on it to get there and I couldn't have called anyone. I wasn’t announcing the fact I was without cell phone. It was hotter than hell in that office (I think but I still could have been pissed off) but I guess it’s hard to temp regulate a building that was built shortly after the dawn of time.
If being completely un-intimidated by new place/people is a requirement for child modeling than WC has that down. While we were waiting he strolled around that office like he owned the place and informed the guy behind the desk (in a disapproving tone) that there were no toys there. Then we went back and talked to two girls (mid-20’s I guess). And he went right on in there like he’d been there a million times. He hopped up on the couch and rolled around- feet in the air- and talked away. I neglected to bring more photos with me, which she asked me to email her. They will look those over and look at their client list also. They only take on so many of each type (5 yr old, blond hair, blue eye, Caucasian male). And if they feel they could use him then they will let me know the next step. I left with three pages of stuff to read: FAQ, policies and casting process. After reading over that I had a couple questions that I emailed her this morning. I need to gather some other photos to email her. I may take some new ones. I sent his info to two other companies as well. I wish I would hear from one of them because I would like to have something to compare it to. Will we pursue this? I haven't decided...