I'm hungry.
We took Elizabeth to the cast party last night and she did this crazy crawl-crab-scoot across the floor, with both hands working in a flurry or motion, one knee crawling, and one foot planted firmly on the floor, attempting to run. With this setup, I was certain she's scoot herself in circles, but she kicked-ass across the dance floor and did us proud. Until she vomited all over Daddy from all the scooting/running-children excitement. We hosed Elizabeth down, put her in her pretty pink pajamas and she was happy as a puppy in six-pack of giggling babies. Daddy, however, smelled like sour puke.
We stayed on about 45 minutes longer, but by then the exhausted kiddo was melting down with screams and elephant tears that would have broken even the greenest Grinch heart. We arrived home at 9 pm - two hours past E-Beth's normal bedtime. She slept straight through 'till 8 am. Yeah, that's my perfect baby. Eat your heart out, Erin.
It's kind of grey and gloomy today, and Brian has a lingering sinus infection, so I'm cooking up a hearty crock of peppercorn and garlic-infused chicken soup. I've got an annoying ten pounds of fat stuck on my ass that I can't wiggle off, so I'm feasting on Slimfast (sans m&ms) "shakes" for the next few weeks. They aren't so bad if you plug your nose, don't breathe and swallow quickly. At this point I'm absolutely desperate to get rid of this weight before summer hits, and I'm willing to try just about anything. Slimfast is 'just about anything.'
So, summer plans include:
Take E-Beth to the Zoo/Park/Playground/Library many times
Camping in the Adirondacks
Legally change my birthday year to 1978
Get my Civil War wardrobe finished (handsewing rocks)
Participate in some reenacting events (No, Brian, you don't HAVE to go)
Volunteer at Genesee Country Village and take a few classes
Kayak the Erie Canal from Rochester to Syracuse
Start up two new businesses/websites. Details to follow. . . .
Darn, that soup smells reallllllllly tasty. . . .
Sorry. Can't think anymore. The Slimfast has sucked my brains dry and all I can think about is how good that soup smells.
If I bribed everyone with chocolate, would more people comment on my blog?


Comments
I've gotten rather interested in Civil War Reenacting myself lately... though I hardly have the patience you have to hand-sew my own costume.
Posted by: Lindsay | March 13, 2006 07:44 PM