Royal Blue

Thoughts of a writer, wife, mother, PhD, sister, crafty chick, program coordinator, homeowner, culture vulture, bibliophile, and blogger.
Friday, January 30, 2004
Take the Good with the Bad

I still get panicky moments when I realize that tomorrow I have to write a 2nd mortgage check yet again for a house that is empty and that is not selling. It's a yucky, yucky feeling.

Our realtor called yesterday to say someone else is interested in our old house, but still looking around. Yeah, yeah. Call me back when we get an offer. Otherwise, I don't want to get my hopes up.

So, that's bad. It sucks. But we'll have to deal with it and move on.

On the good news front, my parents are coming into town for this weekend and so that's fun all around.

My Aunt Molly had a second surgery regarding her breast cancer and she only (only!) has to have radiation, no chemo.

I lost 6.5 lbs on Weight Watchers in the past 3 months and that was over the holidays! Yay for me! Still more to go, though...

I talked to Jodi on the phone last night and we're both pleased as punch about our shared nanny/child care arrangements. Not only that, but it's nice to get to know Jodi and become friends. I could use some close girlfriends in my local life.
We're having lunch next week.

Molly's now in underwear every day, all day, except wearing Pull-Ups at night. Yay!

Things at work are going well, although incredibly busy, but in a good way. Sounds funny, I know! But true! My desk is a mess but I'm having fun.

After cleaning the house like a madwoman last weekend, it stayed relatively clean this whole week so I'm not toally embarrassed to have family over for our dinner party tonight (and I"m just doing soup in the crock pot, so it's easy planning).

So, all in all, life is good. And even the "bad"--our house not selling--is temporary. It will sell. Eventually. And you know what? Then I'll be worrying about Ed's job situation and hoping he can find a teaching job closer to our home for next year and stressing in a big way about that 2nd income or lack thereof.

And, after that gets resolved, I'll have something else to worry about.

So, today I choose to focus on all the good. That feels a lot better.

Thursday, January 29, 2004
I Had Lunch With Howard Dean

I was just minding my own business (literally) this morning, cleaning up after a huge program I organized and I glanced at the student newspaper.

It said Howard Dean would be in that building that day 30 minutes from that very moment. So, I put my things in my car and went into the designated auditorium (which was small) and nabbed one of the last seats. Dozens of journalists and TV cameras everywhere and students very passionate about Dean and politics and it was thrilling to see it all come together right there.

So cool to be just going about your ordinary day and next thing you know you are part of a group of 300 folks sitting and listening to a international newsmaker and someone you respect. The caucus in our state is a few weeks away, so my vote will be cast for Dean.

He was really inspirational (even if he did look a bit too much at his notes at first) and I love his charisma and passion--reminds me of Clinton in that way. So, so cool to spend my lunch hour that way spontaneously.

Dozens of people had to listen to his speech from the hallway, so it was great that I was actually in the room and right there in the thick of it. One of the great things about working on a college campus are those kind of opportunities.

Ed and I have been talking about the Democratic race and following the news but Ed has not really told me which Dem he really likes to run against Bush.

So, won't he be surprised when a Dean sign goes up in our yard tonight! ;)

Monday, January 26, 2004
But Also....

In my last post, I talked about how I end most evenings on a peaceful, quiet, happy note.

But, there is always another side to mornings are not peaceful. Just busy.

Ed leaves the house so early that I'm left with getting myself and the 2 kids ready and out the door within an hour after he leaves. At first, I thought it would be hellish.

But, I've actually gotten it down to a science and if nobody has a tantrum (including me), we are quite successfull at our morning drill.

Ed's the first one up to shower and shave at 5:30am. If the baby doesn't wake up early, I get to sleep until 6:00am! Woo!

Then I wake and shower and get dressed while Ed takes the baby, fresh from his crib and ready to play, downstairs with him to finish getting ready to go.

At 6:20am, he brings the baby back upstairs and says goodbye and I finish getting ready and play with Sean at the same time (yes, it's possible.) Then, I change and dress Sean and if he hasn't had a bottle yet, I feed him. Then we wake Molly at 6:45am to get her ready for school and we're all downstairs at 7:00am, give or take a pair of socks or M's hair brushed.

Then I turn on the Disney Channel while Molly watches and has a juice box and a snack(she eats breakfast at preschool). I have Sean with me while I finish packing his diaper bag and finish packing up my bag and Molly's bag (most of it is done the night before).

At 7:20, Sean's nanny of the day (there are 2 who 'share' the job on opposite days) shows up at our door and we chat a bit while I turn off the TV and start getting Molly and Sean bundled up. Then Sean and nanny walk 2 doors down to spend the day with the other baby, Ethan, at Ethan's house.

At 7:35am, Molly and I are both in the car and pulling out of the garage.

At 7:45am, I'm at Molly's school, putting her things into her locker and taking her down the morning classroom, chatting with her teacher, etc.

At 7:55am, I'm back in the car and usually at my desk by 8:10am.

Technically, I'm supposed to be at work at 8:00am, so I['m working on waking up before 6:00am to give myself more time, but most mornings I'm just not up to it.

However, several mornings I am in charge of events or breakfast meetings that start at 8:00am, so I'm learning to get up earlier so I don't rush the kids more. It's just not the kind of morning I want to have--rushed, harried.

So, this week I"m going to try waking up at 5:45am and getting into the shower while Ed is just finishing up. Sigh. Wish me luck.


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