So today my husband left early again, this time to go camping with a bunch of Boy Scouts. He's excited, but it's not exactly my cup of tea. I like camping and all, but I have a hard enough time keeping myself fed, warm, and out of harm's way. I feel no need to add 10 pre-teens into the mix.
Justin left this morning and Em and I visited with my sister-in-law and my niece. My sister-in-law is ingenious at dealing with the constant battle over toys. I'm not as skilled, but together we managed to keep the girls on speaking terms.
Later we checked out a couple houses for rent in Elk Grove. I wasn't thrilled about either (one had contact paper on the walls in the bathroom and carpet in there too...lovely), but it was good to see what's out there. We will keep looking next week.
I brought Em home around 1, which is her nap. I was expecting a little bit of a battle, but she actually fell asleep very quickly. I should have prepared for summer school, but instead I watched two episode of Sex and the City. Bad girl.
After Em woke up, we went to the bank and Target. I splurged and got her a small vanilla shake from MacDonald's. At least I thought it would be a small; it was huge! Oh well, she only drank a little.
So now Em is playing in her room as I type this up. In a minute I'll pop in a workout DVD and see how she does with that. She did okay with the Pilates yesterday, actually trying out a couple of moves. She did sit on me during the teaser, which is a sucko move anyways.
Tomorrow I need to head to school to get ready for summer school, which starts next week. I'm bringing Em to my meeting, which I am sure is inappropriate, but I don't have anyone to watch her. Besides, if she throws a fit, that should move things along. :)
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Thursday, June 12, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
On my Own, Day 1
My husband had to travel to Santa Cruz today for the memorial service of one of his former students. It's an absolute tragedy. He taught this particular child for three years, and the young man died last week in a motorcycle accident a week before his high school graduation.
My husband is stoic, but I can see the pain festering inside. I feel horrible for him. So, when my brother in-law invited Justin to a three-day camping trip with Boy Scouts this week, I insisted he go, even though I'd be watching Emy most of the week by myself. I know a camping trip with 10 teenage boys sounds less than pleasant for most people, but my husband will love it. Hopefully, it will restore some of his normally positive view of things.
So today was my first day of all day, one-on-one Em duty in a long time. She's a typically easy-going kid, but she's almost two and learning that "no" is an awfully fun thing to say to Mommy. And that if one doesn't want to do something, one can just flop on the ground and holler. (You still have to do what Mommy wants, but you get to make a scene...so fun.)
We woke up bright and early at 6 to say good bye to Daddy. Then we watched Curious George bleary eyed. Afterwards, Em pretended to be a curious monkey, making monkey noises and investigating everything all over the house. Very cute.
We got gussied up. Well, she did. I plucked my angry-caterpillar eyebrows. That was the extent of my gussification. We headed to Java City for coffee, found a free parking spot (YES!), and walked to the shop. While I didn't get to socialize as much as I'd like cause I was running after Em, I was really happy to meet so many cool moms.
Later we napped. Then we dropped off invitations for Em's second birthday coming up at her daycare. We got some stuff for dinner, and headed home. I'm about to do some Pilates. I'm looking forward to my evening home with Em (and So You Think You Can Dance). But my thoughts are with my dear husband driving home.
My husband is stoic, but I can see the pain festering inside. I feel horrible for him. So, when my brother in-law invited Justin to a three-day camping trip with Boy Scouts this week, I insisted he go, even though I'd be watching Emy most of the week by myself. I know a camping trip with 10 teenage boys sounds less than pleasant for most people, but my husband will love it. Hopefully, it will restore some of his normally positive view of things.
So today was my first day of all day, one-on-one Em duty in a long time. She's a typically easy-going kid, but she's almost two and learning that "no" is an awfully fun thing to say to Mommy. And that if one doesn't want to do something, one can just flop on the ground and holler. (You still have to do what Mommy wants, but you get to make a scene...so fun.)
We woke up bright and early at 6 to say good bye to Daddy. Then we watched Curious George bleary eyed. Afterwards, Em pretended to be a curious monkey, making monkey noises and investigating everything all over the house. Very cute.
We got gussied up. Well, she did. I plucked my angry-caterpillar eyebrows. That was the extent of my gussification. We headed to Java City for coffee, found a free parking spot (YES!), and walked to the shop. While I didn't get to socialize as much as I'd like cause I was running after Em, I was really happy to meet so many cool moms.
Later we napped. Then we dropped off invitations for Em's second birthday coming up at her daycare. We got some stuff for dinner, and headed home. I'm about to do some Pilates. I'm looking forward to my evening home with Em (and So You Think You Can Dance). But my thoughts are with my dear husband driving home.
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