Thursday, February 18, 2010

in the past thirty-six hours...

1. Spoiling detox is well underway. Chica spent the past week with her grandparents who had some seriously pent up loving they lavished on our toddler. They did not hold back. Now we've returned to the real world, where bed time exists and our planet revolves around the sun instead of our nearly two year old. Since our plane touched down, many tantrums have been had. (And not just by my daughter.) Heaven help me.

2. I've turned into an Olympic junkie. So much for an early bedtime, the games are keeping me up until 11:00, night after awesome night. My observations:
*Apolo Ohno has very nice teeth.
*You know Lindsey Vonn is beautiful when, after skiing 90 miles an hour down a mountainside she still looks like a supermodel.
*What's the appeal of cross country skiing?
*Go Evan!!!
*U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!

3. I attended a choir concert at a local high school and a dad asked me if I was a student. God bless him.

4. I've listened to this song about 30 times.

5. I lost all my senses and agreed Reese could ride in the sports car shopping cart at Kroger. It's been a rough couple of days and all we needed were a few things. I caved.

I immediately regretted that decision. I can barely steer a regular shopping cart, much less one with 12 feet of extra plastic attached to the front. By the time I finagled the thing into the store, and through the first aisle, Chica was yelling "I'm stuck!! I'm stuck!!"

No, you're strapped in.

A few patrons almost became roadkill. I contemplated running myself over and calling it a day.

6. To top off my driving self esteem, as I dragged the trash bin up the driveway and into the garage, Danny came running out the door. He had heard all the racket and assumed I had pulled the car in the garage and crashed it into the far wall.

I could carry on, but I'll cut the crazy off there. What's going on with you guys?

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