Woo hoo!!! DH and I are going out to dinner tonight, to a real restaurant - one without a kiddie menu. One where reservations are necessary and there's no drive thru.
This morning I took Belly out to play in the snow. We had a snowball fight, he made snow angels, and helped me shovel. For those of you that don't know, I hate snow. I hate cold. However, Belly was so excited that it was snowing again, that I just had to take him out to play. Then we came in for hot cocoa and marshmallows and at this very moment, I'm being serenaded by his 26 verses of "Where is Thumbkin?"
Golden Boy is battling a serious Wii addiction. Right now he's in rehab. Also known as Mom Needs Quiet Time.
Tonight I'm going to go out and enjoy witty conversation with my husband. I will not have to cut anyone's food. Won't have to take anyone to the potty. I'm kind of afraid that without the kids to keep me busy, I may, in fact, be rather boring!
Friday, December 28, 2007
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Hate Thy Neighbor
On Christmas Eve, all the stockings were hung, the cookies for Santa were placed lovingly on a plate, the children were in bed, and my dear husband and I just lay down to dream about sugar plums and such...
When the people across the street started their rip roaring party.
You see, there is only one apartment building on our block and it's directly across from our house. The second floor of that building is directly across from our bedroom windows. The tenants on the second floor were celebrating the birth of their savior with window shaking music, strobe lights and a disco ball. They've done this before, and we've called the police so many times they're probably tired of hearing from us. In Chicago, a police car isn't even sent out to answer calls about loud neighbors unless A) they're being loud during the commission of a class x felony or B) they're being loud next to a major campaign contributor's house. So I lay there on Christmas Eve hating my neighbors. If I thought I could throw a rock that far, I'd have chucked one right through their window. I bet the police would come then!
Christmas day came with no less than a bajillion dollars worth of presents under the tree. Apparently Santa is a techie this year, as there were all kinds of video games and gadgets, including my new digital picture frame. Fancy! The Nintendo Wii made the kids squeal like stuck pigs. Whee! The little hula girl dashboard bobble made my husband happy. Hooray! DH made a Christmas dinner fit for a queen - turkey, apple cranberry stuffing, roasted root veggies and the piece de resistance... frozen peanut butter cup pie. He made it all from scratch, including the oatmeal raisin gingerbread cookies we set out for Santa. Told you he's a great guy :)
And now there's a pile of trash, bags, boxes, molded plastic things, 400,000 twist ties that held toys, wrapping paper and other holiday paraphernalia that I'm afraid it will cause an avalanche if we don't get rid of it this very moment.
With the gift card I received from DH, I think I'll go buy a paintball gun. Next time my neighbors start their partying at 2am......
When the people across the street started their rip roaring party.
You see, there is only one apartment building on our block and it's directly across from our house. The second floor of that building is directly across from our bedroom windows. The tenants on the second floor were celebrating the birth of their savior with window shaking music, strobe lights and a disco ball. They've done this before, and we've called the police so many times they're probably tired of hearing from us. In Chicago, a police car isn't even sent out to answer calls about loud neighbors unless A) they're being loud during the commission of a class x felony or B) they're being loud next to a major campaign contributor's house. So I lay there on Christmas Eve hating my neighbors. If I thought I could throw a rock that far, I'd have chucked one right through their window. I bet the police would come then!
Christmas day came with no less than a bajillion dollars worth of presents under the tree. Apparently Santa is a techie this year, as there were all kinds of video games and gadgets, including my new digital picture frame. Fancy! The Nintendo Wii made the kids squeal like stuck pigs. Whee! The little hula girl dashboard bobble made my husband happy. Hooray! DH made a Christmas dinner fit for a queen - turkey, apple cranberry stuffing, roasted root veggies and the piece de resistance... frozen peanut butter cup pie. He made it all from scratch, including the oatmeal raisin gingerbread cookies we set out for Santa. Told you he's a great guy :)
And now there's a pile of trash, bags, boxes, molded plastic things, 400,000 twist ties that held toys, wrapping paper and other holiday paraphernalia that I'm afraid it will cause an avalanche if we don't get rid of it this very moment.
With the gift card I received from DH, I think I'll go buy a paintball gun. Next time my neighbors start their partying at 2am......
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
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