45 posts tagged “rambling”

I walked into the bedroom this morning after playing with Aidan - having a good time… and Greg looks at me and said, “You’re not going to believe this. George Carlin died.”

I am in shock… and so saddened. I love George Carlin. The guy was out on the edge as far as humor and politics and worldview - but no one could make me laugh like him when I was a teenager - and when he was on Real Time with Bill Maher, I made sure to tune in. I didn’t necessarily agree with his politics, but he’s nothing if not entertaining to watch. I mean, cripes, she and I spent a bit of time in high school laughing like retarded hyenas to George Carlin HBO specials. I laughed so hard - I couldn’t believe what the guy was saying! Watching him definitely shaped my sense of humor.

The HBO special this came from came out when we were in high school - if I recall correctly, I went to Jennifer’s house to watch it on her TV, and I laughed so much I went out and bought the cassette (Parental Advisory). I laughed so much at this bit, it was ridiculous. (NSFW, duh.)

Part of me is thinks, “yeah, I remember when I couldn’t think of anything good to do over summer vacation.” The other part of me is like, well, maybe they were really… linty.

Isn’t it one of the first rules of blogging (that you do not talk about blogging… oh man that was so lame! heh) is to keep an entry to one subject — one narrative? Well, let me tell you right in advance that I obviously lack that gene. Or skill. Or the will to follow that rule. Can’t/won’t/don’t wanna.

Okay. That said, I have a lot on my mind lately. (more…)

I’m tired. I’m busy. I’m overwhelmed. I’m an enigma wrapped in a pancake covered in syrup. Sort of like a pig in a blanket only entirely different. And much less tasty.

I’m also hungry.

So, because I have no wit to spare, not even a square… I shall share with you my moods (which is mostly nostalgic for the music of my youth with a whit of funk) via music. Because I have the technology, people. I have the technology. (more…)

Oh I wonder wonder *bum-ba-dum-bum* who. Who wrote the book of liiiists?

I did:

1. The kids are snotty, grody, sick little messes these last couple of days. Nothing major, although - does it make me a bad mom if I chuckle when Madi starts babbling and she’s lost her voice?? SO FUNNY!
2. Tomorrow we finally get privacy. Finally! The blinds we ordered were delivered last week, and they’re being installed tomorrow morning. Seriously, we are so close in proximity to our neighbors our houses are just beyond 10′ apart. And we have nineteen windows. Nine. Teen. Including the one above our deep awesome bathtub. Which I have fashioned a ghetto window covering out of a shower curtain. (Hey. At least it wasn’t foil. Or newspaper.) A girl canNOT be denied her baths. Dig?
3. Since we’ve moved, I have read a couple of books a week. Some good. Some eh. These are the highlights:
1. The Pleasure of My Company, Steve Martin -
2. Don’t Kiss Them Goodbye and We Are Their Heaven, Allison Dubois - I enjoyed the subject matter, but it read like… well, very casually conversational. A lot of “but you get what I mean”s.
3. The Last Lecture, Randy Pausch -
4. Martian Child, Dave Gerrold - So sweet and lovely. And not remotely like the movie.
5. The No Asshole Rule, Robert Sutton, PhD - I’d heard great things about it and it almost lived up to the hype.
6. I Am America (and So Can You), Stephen Colbert - It could have been a listing of an elementary school lunch menu and I would have loved it because it’s Stephen Colbert. But really, SO FREAKING FUNNY!!
7. The Ten Faces of Innovation, Tom Kelley - freaking awesome. It inspired me.
4. I’m totally looking forward to the weekend… my cousin, Sammy, and I are having a co-birthday party for our kids on Saturday. We originally thought we’d have a big one year birthday party blow-out for Aidan, but you know, what with the moving and the stress and the totally NOT BEING UNPACKED YET (not to mention other factors), that completely did not come to pass, and I swear my cousin read my MIND when she sent me a message suggesting a joint fiesta. Two of the cutest kids in the same place, though? I don’t know that the world can handle that.
5. We’ve been through a bit of a rigmarole followed by some shenanigans which left us bamboozled regarding Aidan’s adoption date. Bottom line? All the appropriate parties (including ourselves) have completed and sent all appropriate paperwork and? Our attorney will be contacting us shortly with a final adoption date! Finally. FINALLY! In the meantime, we continue to have involvement in our lives from social workers and court investigators and all the usual suspects with regard to both Aidan’s and Madi’s cases. (Although, I’m incredibly grateful that Aidan’s case is so much less complicated than Madi’s.)

Speaking of Aidan and Madi… I leave you with a picture of the sweetness that IS my children. I was loading some groceries in the car today and I turned around and saw this:

Aidan’s hand is on the right, Madi’s on the left. They do this pretty frequently. He also passes her whatever goodies he has, be it a cookie or a toy. They are so sweet together (even when Aidan is a bulldozer).

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It belongs to my son.

I really haven’t said anything about anything related to the move SINCE the move. And well… I’m trying to block the experience from my head. It was a Very Murphy Move. The knee, the cat, the overlong van rental and how we ended leaving behind a lot of our things at the townhouse.

I’m not really going to discuss too much about the house right now until certain issues are resolved and until I’m not completely stressed out about a jillion things. I’ll get over myself eventually, but right now? Stressed.

Things I’m down with right now? My knee is doing a lot better. It’s still really swollen, but it’s not broken or sprained. There is a huge knot in my shin and my ankle is messed up (the whole leg just swolled right up and turned black and blue, including my foot - hi Cankle. You’re swell. Hahahaha!!) BUT. It’s starting to feel better, and that my friends, is what we call progress. Intelligently planned, ehhhh… not so much.

We’ve got blinds scheduled to be installed next week. You don’t even KNOW how much excitement that gives me. Lots. Especially since my husband Has No Shame. What, with the neighbors being able to See Everything. Oh my gosh. You don’t want to know. It’s mortifying. (Trust me, not saying anything to you he hasn’t shrugged off eleventy billion times.) Can’t wait for the install.

Also? We got AT&T U-verse, which is the most awesome of all television services. Dude, I can pull my flickr pics up on my television. HOW COOL IS THAT?? (Very.) Also, it has many other neat features - but I’m not paid to endorse them, so really, just know that I’m down, is all. Yeeee. Not that I’ve been watching much television (except Dancing With the Stars), been reading a lot).

In other news, here are a few things that I cannot gripe about whatsoever, in no particular order:

1. The view from our house
2. The quiet
3. My children
4. The color red
5. Having a roof over my familys’ head
6. Central air
7. My kitchen

There are more, but I thought I would leave on a little bit of an up note.

Guess who took his first steps today…

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He did it in the new house when we were over today with the babyproofing guy. How awesome that he hit that milestone in our new place! I’m so proud of my little guy.

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You’d hear from me more, but I have a cold. And two babies. And we’re closing escrow tomorrow. And have barely packed.

And the dog ate my homework.

I will be back sometime after things have settled down. In the interim, I can text and email via my phone (and talk, too) but this online thing right now?

Notsomuch.

So much going on.

* Aidan gives kisses on demand (I demand his kisses!)
* Madi speaks fluent gibberish. Pitches, tones, inflection — all very language-y.

For visual updates, check Flickr.

Stress!

I think I’m just inventing stress as a response to stress. Does that make sense? No?! Well then, that sounds exactly right!

Ob-ser-uhv:

Firstly, Aidan’s last day of daycare was Friday. I shall be juggling two twenty lb babies under one year from 7a - 6p solo every day (every day. every day. every day I write the book.) It’s not as though I haven’t done this before; I have. Just not… five days consecutively for multiple weeks in a row. So like, hi. I’m totally jazzed about it because really, you don’t even know how much I have missed my little boy every day. (Miserably.) So that’s thrilling. But yeah, I’m nervous.

Over the course of these next three weeks what do you think NEEDS to occur? Let me give you a hint: we gave notice to our current building manager that we will be vacating. Yes! Packing! We. NEED to pack. We’ve done some packing, but hoo boy, not even close. (How do two people accumulate so much s… tuff?)

Also - we have a very narrow window wherein we will close escrow, get keys, get the house babyproofed, and make sure it’s okay to pass home recertification with our FFA (foster family agency) BEFORE we occupy. This has got to happen between 4/29 and 5/2. (We close escrow on 4/29 and our home is due for recertification on 5/2). Then the following week we’ll move.

And… because I feel the need to just… make my life more difficult, I’m already planning Aidan’s birthday party. His birthday is on 5/13 (augh! How did the time pass so fast, I ask you?) but to actually make life easier we’re not having the party until closer to the end of the month. So today Greg and I picked out birthday decorations and made the guest list. We came up with over 60 people in Southern California we *really* want to come. That is more people than we invited to our wedding. Seriously. What the heck?

We’re planning to have the party at our house. Although I am SO not cooking (I’m making cupcakes - using this cake pan and I’ve been practicing piping techniques) — Greg wants to order from Buca di Beppo.

60ish people.

14 kids.

I don’t know which scares me more - moving or throwing this birthday party. It seems unnecessarily large. But then again… it’s mostly family.

But dude. We are so not doing extravagant.

I think I should go to bed. Thinking about these things is seriously breaking my brain…