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Quick Update
Apr. 21st, 2009 12:24 amCan I do it? I don't know. But it's late and I don't have the motivation to deal with pictures, so I'ma try.
Today was Grant and I's third wedding anniversary. Shaun - childless college aged Shaun - actually came over and babysat all five kids, and they loved it and he said it was easy. I think this means both that our kids are awesome and that Shaun is awesome. Grant and I went to Cinebistro up at the dolphin mall and watched I Love You, Man in stunning quality while eating a delicious dinner on couchlike seats. I had yellowtail with macadamia nuts and mango in a rum butter sauce, all on coconut rice. With a virgin pina colada. Cuz I know you were dying to know. Movie was HILARIOUS, we laughed a lot.
Before that, at one point, Aaron and I biked to the feed store together to get more crumbles for the chickens. Me, on a bike with tires I didn't realize were flattening, in the grass most of the way, with a 10 pound bag on my back = UUUUuuuuuugh. But sort of in a good way. I'm doing great with eating and losing weight and really loving being active all the time.
Church was great yesterday, Grant was sick but the kids and I walked and there was live painting going on throughout classical by the string quartet, classic rock by the big band and a scripture reading and sermon that tied in with the painting. Kids painted "trash" people had been saving for weeks as an Earth Day art project. I got to tell the cellist that he is my second favorite thing about church, the first being God. He's a pretty old guy that is just...incredible. And leads the strings. I love it.
I've conceptualized a tattoo I think I might want one day, which is not something I really necessarily saw coming. I've sketched it out and talked to Grant about it. Not sure I'm willing to share because I have a boundless paranoia for people stealing my ideas, which is why I've never posted any of my "writing" writing here.
Ananda, Aaron and I spent one day last week doing nothing but reading most of the rest of HP and the Half Blood Prince together. That whole thing with the cave with the possessed-corpse filled lake and the potion Harry has to make Dumbledore drink while he begs to stop and then the surprise death stuff, holy crap. I knew we would have to do it in the daylight with lots of discussion time. Aaron teared up at least twice, they agreed they could never have done the horcrux scene before bed without nightmares, and I actually started crying while I read to them once because, damnitt, seeing it through the kids' eyes is crazy! I can't stand a grieving Hagrid, no I cannot. They have so many theories about it all. It was huge to them to realize Malfoy is just a kid and think about how it would be to be raised by an evil family but still be a person who gets scared or cries. They also continue to laugh hysterically at jokes I barely notice in my own reading.
Aaaaaand my mom is still not eating, miserably sad and generally very out of wack, up in Titusville. I try to talk to her everyday, try to send her cards, try to not think about death and her too often so I don't go crazy. But still end up awake half the night when I'm not having bad dreams.
Sarah (Dotson) took Annie to dance last Saturday because Grant got in a minor accident with the van and there is body damage that made it temporarily undriveable. Then she came over and Fiona and Elise played together and acted cute. This was about one week after I went to Fiona's second birthday party, where Melissa also was. And Melissa is all over my facebook. And all in all I'm starting to have those Dotson girls on the brain. For the "Record", Melissa and Sarah are twins who went to my high school but I didn't really know in school, they were a couple of years behind my class. Grant and Melissa dated while I was with Bobby. She and I got into some kind of deeply intuitive but totally unmaintained friendship that was carried out largely online and then Sarah got pregnant and had a baby at almost the same exact times as I did with Elise.
Also, I'm really, really tired of my husband playing Street Fighter, sometimes. Other times I don't mind. Right now? Tired.
And my libido is starting to take over my entire brain. It just won't quit. I think it's frightening my husband. It's getting impractical to go on living this way. And I'm only kidding a little bit.
Today was Grant and I's third wedding anniversary. Shaun - childless college aged Shaun - actually came over and babysat all five kids, and they loved it and he said it was easy. I think this means both that our kids are awesome and that Shaun is awesome. Grant and I went to Cinebistro up at the dolphin mall and watched I Love You, Man in stunning quality while eating a delicious dinner on couchlike seats. I had yellowtail with macadamia nuts and mango in a rum butter sauce, all on coconut rice. With a virgin pina colada. Cuz I know you were dying to know. Movie was HILARIOUS, we laughed a lot.
Before that, at one point, Aaron and I biked to the feed store together to get more crumbles for the chickens. Me, on a bike with tires I didn't realize were flattening, in the grass most of the way, with a 10 pound bag on my back = UUUUuuuuuugh. But sort of in a good way. I'm doing great with eating and losing weight and really loving being active all the time.
Church was great yesterday, Grant was sick but the kids and I walked and there was live painting going on throughout classical by the string quartet, classic rock by the big band and a scripture reading and sermon that tied in with the painting. Kids painted "trash" people had been saving for weeks as an Earth Day art project. I got to tell the cellist that he is my second favorite thing about church, the first being God. He's a pretty old guy that is just...incredible. And leads the strings. I love it.
I've conceptualized a tattoo I think I might want one day, which is not something I really necessarily saw coming. I've sketched it out and talked to Grant about it. Not sure I'm willing to share because I have a boundless paranoia for people stealing my ideas, which is why I've never posted any of my "writing" writing here.
Ananda, Aaron and I spent one day last week doing nothing but reading most of the rest of HP and the Half Blood Prince together. That whole thing with the cave with the possessed-corpse filled lake and the potion Harry has to make Dumbledore drink while he begs to stop and then the surprise death stuff, holy crap. I knew we would have to do it in the daylight with lots of discussion time. Aaron teared up at least twice, they agreed they could never have done the horcrux scene before bed without nightmares, and I actually started crying while I read to them once because, damnitt, seeing it through the kids' eyes is crazy! I can't stand a grieving Hagrid, no I cannot. They have so many theories about it all. It was huge to them to realize Malfoy is just a kid and think about how it would be to be raised by an evil family but still be a person who gets scared or cries. They also continue to laugh hysterically at jokes I barely notice in my own reading.
Aaaaaand my mom is still not eating, miserably sad and generally very out of wack, up in Titusville. I try to talk to her everyday, try to send her cards, try to not think about death and her too often so I don't go crazy. But still end up awake half the night when I'm not having bad dreams.
Sarah (Dotson) took Annie to dance last Saturday because Grant got in a minor accident with the van and there is body damage that made it temporarily undriveable. Then she came over and Fiona and Elise played together and acted cute. This was about one week after I went to Fiona's second birthday party, where Melissa also was. And Melissa is all over my facebook. And all in all I'm starting to have those Dotson girls on the brain. For the "Record", Melissa and Sarah are twins who went to my high school but I didn't really know in school, they were a couple of years behind my class. Grant and Melissa dated while I was with Bobby. She and I got into some kind of deeply intuitive but totally unmaintained friendship that was carried out largely online and then Sarah got pregnant and had a baby at almost the same exact times as I did with Elise.
Also, I'm really, really tired of my husband playing Street Fighter, sometimes. Other times I don't mind. Right now? Tired.
And my libido is starting to take over my entire brain. It just won't quit. I think it's frightening my husband. It's getting impractical to go on living this way. And I'm only kidding a little bit.
