365: Day 72

My husband was a good husband today.

the Little Man and I totally slept in again (though there was a period of being up! from 6-7.30 and since I had gone to bed at like 3 am that wasn't enough) we got up at 11.30 when Big Man came back from taking care of something for our tenant and handed me a SB peppermint mocha (decaf!) in bed.

Awesome.

Rehearsal was even better for it.

It was a good day.

Thought I still don't like the new logo.

But a person contacted me from corporate b/c of my facebook postings about it last week. They are super nice!

365: Day 71 Ras

Every year big Man runs the Ras na hEirean

This year little Man and I slept through it.

To say that little Man hasn't been sleeping well is an understatement.

To say I haven't been sleeping well is an understatement.

But we slept until 12pm! Though with daylight savings it was really more like 11 right?
Anyways, we went to buy books at the annual used book fair they have at the school i teach at and we did well at restraining ourselves.
This year only spent 50 bucks (1 to 2$ a book!).

I missed the cool adult event they were having b/c little Man refused to leave the room full of books. He thought it was awesome.

Can't argue with that.

Then we called and called Big Man until we found the party he had ended up at. Since he hadn't had a day off in about a month I thought he was very well behaved. Though I hear he got in a big argument in one of the bars... about healthcare politics. :)
A little shift from our younger days!
Maybe we will grow up to be conservative libertarians someday!

Little Man was the hit of the "party" (can you call it a party if its a bunch of couples you know and their younger brothers all hanging out in an apt watching college basketball eating chocolate and chips?).

He is like a little ninja - he would wear those glasses and dance and then as soon as a camera came out, say Cheese and whip them off.
Yes, he is wearing green boots, a sox hat, an ireland sweatshirt, and a clover medal from the Ras.
Are we possibly over accentuating the like 1/8th irish that he is... maybe.
But look at how cute!

365: Day 70 NEAq the membership that keeps on giving

Was excited to see a good high school friend who I haven't seen since last spring but his bus was late coming up from NYC.

So to kill time down town we briefly hit NEAq. I landed another parking karma awesomeness spot a block away from the Aquarium in the other direction than I did last week and we trundled across the street avoiding the dozens of green clad drunken revelers for the St Patty's Day bar crawls.

I thought of my younger days looking at the time those kids were having...

The penguins were singing, the scuba guy was feeding the shark in the center tank, and little man ran up and down and up and down the ramp. We played in the kids area for a little and then... it came. He wanted to visit his favorite place in the whole Aquarium.

The Cafe - for their pizza and a chocolate sugar milk. *sigh*

We always sit in the windows and he watches the people.


We then went to meet my friend, got another amazing parking spot by the common, hit the SB by beacon hill next to the common gate, and walked around the whole common and through the botanical garden chatting. In the near dark of the dusk the day before daylight savings. It was really great to catch up.

Then we packed into the car and (very probably lost his boot here!) and went to somerville to see Auntie and MB for dinner. Which Auntie helped cook - which was a pretty big deal as MB and I love to cook, watch shows about it and generally obsess and she... does it b/c she has to eat. But I think we are wearing her down :)

Though they did spend ten minutes after dinner loading in all their calories and stuff on an app. I wish Big Man and I were a little more concerned with our health. But a possible wedding isn't staring us quite in the face as it is for them...
isn't that one of the things about being happily married - you get a little squishy and its no bigs?

365: Day 69 All the Mommies need a break

After rehearsal Auntie L and Mama S and I convinced Mama S's daughter (my regular teen babysitter) to watch Little Man while we grabbed sushi and then hung out at her house with a bottle of wine.

So necessary

365: day 68

So he is really into the potty.

I'm trying not to be too excited but the number of poop diapers is rapidly dwindling!

365: Day 67

So little Man wanted "soup" - or in our house that means left over baby food that hasn't expired yet. We were down to our last jar - but it didn't have a label on it. And he was adamant that he get sesame street soup (or earth's best baby food which is an underwriter on Sesame street and he thinks their funding spot is basically part of the show).

So I cut a label off an expired jar that was in the recycling and used packing tape to (poorly!) affix it to the jar of good food.


He said it was SO good.

365: Day 66

Outside FINALLY!

365: Day 65 Bass Pro Shops - a free playground

Bass Pro Shops might be one of the best secret places to take a kid to entertain them. Except that its not a secret!
Everytime I go it is TOTALLY and utterly packed.

Big Man's Dad called and said he'd be in town at the Bass Pro. I got me and little man rounded up and we headed an hour down to Foxboro to spend an hour at Bass Pro shops with Grandpa F and the crew.
We spent most of our time at the trout stream and in the parking lot oddly enough.
It was a blast.


Actually more happened today than I can normally squeeze into a day. Maybe this will be several posts. :)

365: Day 64 um LONGEST WORK DAY

Meeting for SL Residency at 10am, my house.

Meeting for Animation for the Tempest @ a parent's house at noon.

And we were supposed to meet little baby V and have dinner with her parents - but instead I left the animation day at 10pm.

Yeah. Even Big Man stopped working before I did - which is a feat here in the throes of dissertation crunch.

But wow - the animation is going to be gorgeous.

365: Day 63 Pink Water

So now he is obsessed with the pink water

great.


even in the middle of the night... say at like 3.45am

"PINK WATER"

"PUHLLEEEEZ"

365: Day 62 Sick Day but Visitors!

So no yoga for mommy, a phone conference in to my huge meeting with Emerson about getting hired for the Summer program - such is being a working Mom to a sick kid who gets sick on your one office day a week.

But it all went well and little man actually really loves "pink water" - so at the very least he will take the anti-biotics. This is his first round of them in his whole little life.
Hope they don't mess him up.

My conference call was actually really productive - though I had to say the word douchebag in a crowded starbucks.... over and over again. (I was reading scripts for TTL; lucky I didn't have to say worse).

This conference call replaced the meeting we never made it to b/c of the douchebag who ran the red light so it was a little ironic, the layering of that word in this experience.

I came home and had a terrible headache but I was really excited b/c a friend of mine who I hadn't seen in forever (our last face to face was a girl date to see inception in the theatre when it was new!) so I wasn't about to cancel.

We got Thai (little man helped her order) and I didn't eat a bite. I was so sick.
But I was determined to have some quality time with her (though I had really only had about 4 hours sleep the night before - ear infection in the little man is finally rearing its head).

After little man went to bed @ 9pm (finally), I got to just lay on the couch and talk to her. It was awesome and we both finally had to give up the talking at 11.45p!
I miss adult conversations about important things!

365: Day 61 2011 ya wanna cut me a break?

Bi-lateral or Double ear infection.

Whichever.

Means anti biotics and 2 hours on the phone with the new health insurance trying to figure out where to take little man to get him looked at, setting things up with a new doctors office, going and getting looked at like I neglected my kid b/c how couldn't you notice he was sick... etc.

61 days of 2011 with someone being sick in our house. WTF.

And yesterday made me so hopeful that we'd turned a corner.

Little Man is fine, and he acts fine.
So I guess I won't burn in hell for not figuring out where I could purchase antibiotics from with our new insurance before I had to go teach all night. And then go to a planning meeting (where we picked the theme and basic conference structures) for the thing I co-chair at Harvard.



No fever. He's fine.
Except for the bilateral ear infection.

365: Day 60 NEEDLE me

Wow. People have said it. I mostly believed them.

Ahhhhmazing.

One of the parents at the school I teach at is a Acupuncturist and Massageist of renown.
She took me last minute.

Life altering experience. She is going to get me through the whip lash, the soreness, and the dissertation, and the last couple weeks of my kids' show.

I feel like I could fly.

And there are still needles in my ears.

I'm going to go drink my special passion flower tincture in my tea and go to sleep...

365: Day 59 The "mondays"

After the great day yesterday I should be back in the saddle but I still am not feelin it.

Normal morning of trying to do tons of work and poor little man eating chocolate biscotti and watching PBS kids instead of getting to play with me.

Then to teach.

Then home with little man, a movie and bed.

too much tv for him!

365: Day 58 Dim Sum? I'd love some

Get out. DO something. Be happy.

So we did.

Dim Sum with Auntie and MB AND BIG MAN! Big Man hasn't been home (other than to eat dinner that night after the ER) and we miss him.

After Dim Sum (with a parking karma spot worth its weight in gold, less than a block from China Pearl - though that almost never happens so I took a pic of the garage info for evernote) we drove to the Aquarium, but parking was like 20 bucks! So I was like... we'll walk. So we decided to drop Big Man off near Government Center and look for off-chance street parking on a Sunday downtown... and I got an AMAZING SPOT one block from the NEAq across from a Starbucks.
A little bit of luck going my way!

The NEaq was great - we didn't bother our friends that work there we just chilled in the kids area for a couple hours and did one run up and down of the center spiral. low key, but nice.





Then we hit the Starbucks on the way out. So nice.

Here is the car from the window of our seat in SB.

365: Day 57

Low Key day.

I dont' want to do anything. And I hate the winter, have I mentioned that?

Oh and 2011, hate that too so far... other than the fact that it hasn't killed anyone close to me.

or me.

365:Day 56 Trader Joe's

I love Trader Joes. Love love love, super heart.


I got a sitter for the little Man and was headed to my afternoon meeting when I figured I would do some grocery shopping (since I was supposed to do some tuesday and instead had come home from the ER) and get our essentials - Mango Juice, yogurt, cheese, bread, apples, zbars, milk...

There was a huge display of the reduced guilt brownies. And I was like - "oooh, I'll make brownies with (Little Man), I've never done that, it'll be..." and then it hit me. I never made brownies with him. Or for Big Man. Wow. Together 13 years and no brownies?! I could have left them w.o brownies... I started hyperventaliting right there at the end of the aisle by the dairy, my highly honed and very well trained tear ducts swelled my eyes full of tears ...
I was like - stop it.
Pull it together, don't be stupid.
I have to get out of here.

I tried to race decorously to the check out. While in line I was able to pull myself together and think, I should take a picture of TJ's I'm here all the time and clearly, food has a lot of resonance for me.

I know that this pic is a result of Little Man's grubby fingers smudging the lens on my phone's camera but this is exactly what the register looked like through my non-tear tears.

365: Day 55 It all looks worse but thats good...

Had a good meeting about the Residency with the Chamber Music Trio.

That will be cool... in my spare time...!

365: Day 54 Back to Work

Today I had a VO for Uno's (they don't want to be called Pizzeria Unos anymore).

It was really good to get out into the world and to be useful and pretend like nothing happened and I was still in my shell of general human mode of ignoring that any day could be my last.

One interesting thing is that I feel like a teenager again.

Well, at least I was as sore and tired as I used to be after triple sessions of volleyball with Mr C slamming as many spikes as possible into my glasses (why I was able to talk my parents into contacts!).

I can't quite type yet, fluidly. But close.


It doesn't look bad - but if I'd taken a better comparison picture you could see how amazingly swollen it is.


Do you know how hard it is to balance to get a picture of the back of your knee with your non-dominant hand? I just about fell on my nose.