The temperature's rising, it isn't surprising, she certainly can, can-can.
Anyway, it's actually supposed to be snowstorming, blizzarding, and other exciting things. I am most excited that work may close tomorrow night and then I could stay home and play in the snow with the boys!! We shall see. I have a meeting from 1 to 3, might that be cancelled too? Ok, and what is it with spell checker saying cancelled is spelled canceled? Apparently two "l"s is British? Whatevers. Who here can tell I'm just procrastinating on cataloging homework? Eric made an unbelievable stirfry tonight while I was in a different class. The stirfry had a lot of superfoods, and I feel my superpowers really revving up. Unfortunately I'm still too tired to get off the couch and go brush my teeth. But don't tell Eric, since he's slaving away getting gas for the snowblower and food and water supplies before the massive or not so massive snowstorm. I wasn't alive for the '67 one, but my family has a lot of great stories about it. And some reel to reel. My dad ended up walking to work that day since there were very few buses running, and when he finally got there around noon the only other person there was his boss, so they went to the cafeteria, made lunch and his boss drove him as far home as he could. My parents' work ethic is pretty incredible. Obviously I did not inherit all of their amazing genes (see lazy points above.) I can't watch Mad Men without thinking of their life (which entailed far less booze and adultery, but similar amounts of cool clothes and historical context.) Oops, Eric's back with the groceries. I'll have to go back, ahem, to cataloging.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
And the Days Go By
Wow, it's 3:06 on a Wednesday, and here I am, sipping coffee and casually catching up on my computer stuff. How can it be so? This morning Liam had his first ever Before School Playdate. This amazing luxury included his friend's mom picking him up from our house, taking him and said friend to play, then taking them back to her house for lunch, bringing them to school AND bringing Liam home after school. WOW!! I actually felt a little sick to my stomach about Liam not being here with us this morning, but mostly incredibly happy for him to be able to play with his friend all day. I was also happy Brendan handled NOT going as well as he did (which is to say perfectly!)
Then my parents came over and I was able to get a few things done around the house too. Brendan almost didn't take a nap, but finally did, and it definitely has been awesome. Next year Liam will probably be going to am kindergarten at his grade school, and then pm at the Montessori, so it will be a very long day for him (especially since it starts around 8, and he doesn't even wake up til 9!) And I already miss him and all the years I've had with him before school really started. But time marches forward. One consolation for me is that Brendan will be with Liam in the afternoon school (and I won't even begin to complain how monumentally expensive next year's tuition bills will be, which is sort of crazy considering it's preschool/kindergarten, but that's a rambling for a different day.)
The strangest part of all my sentimentality is that for the last couple weeks, we have had no daytime routine to speak of and we're totally full of cabin fever and there hasn't been a zen moment during our days much at all, and my work schedule's been a bit insane, and I don't like the mood in our house many times throughout the course of our days. Yet still, when I have a moment to myself I find my thoughts focused on wanting to spend as much time with these little guys as I can, before they're not so little anymore. This morning Liam got into his friend's car and shut the door without so much as a kiss or wave goodbye to Mom (though he did wave, probably with some prompting, as they pulled out of the driveway.) He's so ready to dive into the next chapter of his adorable little life, and I just hope I am too!
Then my parents came over and I was able to get a few things done around the house too. Brendan almost didn't take a nap, but finally did, and it definitely has been awesome. Next year Liam will probably be going to am kindergarten at his grade school, and then pm at the Montessori, so it will be a very long day for him (especially since it starts around 8, and he doesn't even wake up til 9!) And I already miss him and all the years I've had with him before school really started. But time marches forward. One consolation for me is that Brendan will be with Liam in the afternoon school (and I won't even begin to complain how monumentally expensive next year's tuition bills will be, which is sort of crazy considering it's preschool/kindergarten, but that's a rambling for a different day.)
The strangest part of all my sentimentality is that for the last couple weeks, we have had no daytime routine to speak of and we're totally full of cabin fever and there hasn't been a zen moment during our days much at all, and my work schedule's been a bit insane, and I don't like the mood in our house many times throughout the course of our days. Yet still, when I have a moment to myself I find my thoughts focused on wanting to spend as much time with these little guys as I can, before they're not so little anymore. This morning Liam got into his friend's car and shut the door without so much as a kiss or wave goodbye to Mom (though he did wave, probably with some prompting, as they pulled out of the driveway.) He's so ready to dive into the next chapter of his adorable little life, and I just hope I am too!
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
(Two Posts in Two Days!) Da-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah
Two buds...
The hawk that flew over my head in the backyard a few months ago. Liam and Brendan spotted it across the street a couple weeks ago.
Tired Jedis
Youngest Jedi
I kept wondering why Zoey loved the Gingerbread House so much, and then I remembered there were a couple peppermint kisses on it - her fav
Cousins and uncle rocking out Christmas Eve
I see a garage band in my future (good thing we have a detached garage
The two newest babies in our family
Me and my bro and our new sons
Christmas Eve
LTs bday
The hawk that flew over my head in the backyard a few months ago. Liam and Brendan spotted it across the street a couple weeks ago.
Tired Jedis
Youngest Jedi
I kept wondering why Zoey loved the Gingerbread House so much, and then I remembered there were a couple peppermint kisses on it - her fav
Cousins and uncle rocking out Christmas Eve
I see a garage band in my future (good thing we have a detached garage
The two newest babies in our family
Me and my bro and our new sons
Christmas Eve
LTs bday
Monday, January 10, 2011
Our House
I sent Eric a list of improvements I still want to make to the house. They are as follows:
area carpet for LR
new carpeting/flooring in the back room
activity table for the boys downstairs
Zoran paint back room (and dining room?)(which requires new trim)
new doors upstairs and the closet downstairs
redo upstairs bathroom
fence the yard
addition on or above the backroom
move
Actually, the list is quite a bit smaller than it was when we moved in. And it has been shrinking every year, sometimes dramatically. However, so has the value of our house. Our starter house. Which we did not plan on living in forever. Which was grossly overpriced when we bought it, but surely real estate prices would never decrease. Surely not. Maybe plateau for a time, which would be perfectly reasonable. And then, with the thousands of improvements we made to the place, we could sell it for a comfortable price and buy the Right House. The one we envisoned living in. The one which probably was not this house. Really, as I look around now, this house is fine. I don't even know where I would want the right house to be. When we were potentially going to move I started to love this house, and miss it. I can see the kids' school from this house. Our amazingly awesome babysitter lives across the street. Eric can walk to the train in 5 minutes, and I can walk to work in 7. We have a new, open basement for the kids to play in, a nice long backyard for the same purpose, only a few things left on the list to complete and it will be perfect. So what's the problem? Is it that the grass is always greener? I guess so. And I'm just not used to staying in one place for so long. Except for when I was growing up, because we never moved.
Speaking of houses, I never posted the gingerbread house LT, Brando and I made this year.
Or his birthday cake, which he and Brendan decorated (and picked the colors of, though I did write the "Happy Birthday" part:
Here is Brendan, when he insisted on wearing a fireman hat and a knit cap, in that order, to go outside:
area carpet for LR
new carpeting/flooring in the back room
activity table for the boys downstairs
Zoran paint back room (and dining room?)(which requires new trim)
new doors upstairs and the closet downstairs
redo upstairs bathroom
fence the yard
addition on or above the backroom
move
Actually, the list is quite a bit smaller than it was when we moved in. And it has been shrinking every year, sometimes dramatically. However, so has the value of our house. Our starter house. Which we did not plan on living in forever. Which was grossly overpriced when we bought it, but surely real estate prices would never decrease. Surely not. Maybe plateau for a time, which would be perfectly reasonable. And then, with the thousands of improvements we made to the place, we could sell it for a comfortable price and buy the Right House. The one we envisoned living in. The one which probably was not this house. Really, as I look around now, this house is fine. I don't even know where I would want the right house to be. When we were potentially going to move I started to love this house, and miss it. I can see the kids' school from this house. Our amazingly awesome babysitter lives across the street. Eric can walk to the train in 5 minutes, and I can walk to work in 7. We have a new, open basement for the kids to play in, a nice long backyard for the same purpose, only a few things left on the list to complete and it will be perfect. So what's the problem? Is it that the grass is always greener? I guess so. And I'm just not used to staying in one place for so long. Except for when I was growing up, because we never moved.
Speaking of houses, I never posted the gingerbread house LT, Brando and I made this year.
Or his birthday cake, which he and Brendan decorated (and picked the colors of, though I did write the "Happy Birthday" part:
Here is Brendan, when he insisted on wearing a fireman hat and a knit cap, in that order, to go outside:
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