10:45 am: *Court looks for glasses*
11:15 am: *Court looks for glasses*
12:04 pm: *Court looks for glasses*
Court: "I CANNOT FIND MY GLASSES!"
1:30pm: *Skye goes to take a shower, finds glasses camouflaged on her jeans.*
Skye: "Hey - I found your glasses!"
Skye: You know why you couldn't find your glasses? 'Cause..."
Court: *breaks in* "Yes - because I WASN'T WEARING MY GLASSES!"
The girl can really problem solve, can't she? ;)
OH YEAH PARTY!
So Courtney's birthday was a bit ago but whoohoobusylife so we're going to have a celebration this weekend in Court's new apartment! Come one, come all and pass the invite along:
7PM, Saturday Feb 6
2600 South Rock Creek APT 9-203
Superior, CO 80027
If you turn right onto Taylor, you're in the area. You can park on the right hand side of the street and walk across the street - they're in Bld 9 which should be right there. just go upstairs to 203 (facing South)
Now, you all know Courtney: she has no alcohol and very little grownup food. So please bring some snacky-snacks and something to drink to leave at our girl's house. If you'd like to contribute to the WOWFUND (coming due this month) as her natal offering she wouldn't turn you down.
Blending families and sharing lives is hard... until suddenly it's the most beautiful, wonderful, peaceful thing in the world
I needed this today. It's going to be a hard semester and I want to keep these peaceful times in mind.
Me: "Yup. Good morning, buddy - you can do it."
Paris: "It's morning."
Paris: "Friday morning."
Paris: *epic voiceover- voice* "DAWN... OF THE FINAL DAY. 7 PERIODS TO GO"
At that moment I wanted to somehow have all the things that he was stressing about in his day be magically resolved, and I wanted to take him with me to run errands and adventure downtown so we could be together and talk all day. I love every padawan, but I don't think it's possible to overstate my like of my eldest son.
But let's talk about my kitten!
My kitten wishes to be with us, always and anywhere we are. She is, however, smart enough to stay away from the table during dinnertime. The truth, as she knows, is that during dinner she is in grave danger of being unintentionally trampled by a random water-run (traditionally, a full-out sprint to get a refill of water) or spontaneous acting-out of a scene. Our dinners, always family affairs filled with wildly gesturing children and loud stories and laughter, are... exuberant, to say the least.
The last few times we've had family dinner our kitten has been sitting in top of our Blu-ray player, just under our huge TV and next to our Wii, watching us.
"Look what our kitten is doing! She's so silly," I said to Cai tonight, serving him another spoonful of applesauce.
"She's doing what you do," he said, stuffing about 3x more food in his mouth than I would have suspected would fit. Seeing me eying him judgmentally, he mumbled "Shorry, mummrs," around his mouthful and endeavored to swallow as much as possible so as to clear the evidence of his transgression.
"Take your time, Cai - chew, then swallow," I said automatically, adding "What do you mean, 'doing what I do'?"
Cai was too busy trying to chew his mouthful of food; in his place, Syd piped up.
"The thing with the oven," she said, picking up a piece of bread and attempting to butter it with the not-quite-pliable stick of butter, biting her tongue in concentration.
( This story, contrary to the lead-in, has very little to do with kittens.Collapse )
"Yes!" said Cai, and then suddenly everyone was back to eating and the conversation turned to 'What 4 people you would kiss if you had to'.
So now you know what my kitten does during dinner and what I do after. Which story could have been considerably shorter but... well, this is just how we do things here. Everything relates to everything else and everyone's connected.
Even kittens and mommersez.
My New Years day was filled with happyhappy, and the evening only got more fun and silly - Jme and I started watching the HBO series True Blood in the late afternoon and...Just. Didn't. Stop. About the time bakers get up to make the donuts Jme and I finished Season One and finally went to bed. This is so incredibly unlike me and it was truly awesome and wonderful because there's no way I would ever see this show trying to watch an episode 'whenever I could' - I just don't make that kind of time or space in my life for TV shows anymore. [A little Light9 story: As we were going to bed around 4 we thought about calling Light9 (who plays Warcraft at night and so is not-unoften awake at that time) and telling her to go to bed, but we didn't... though I did txt her when we finally woke up at 11 this afternoon to say good morning. Though you know what? I really doubt she was awake herself yet. I guess I shouldn't try to compete with The Master, huh?] Jme is rather embarrassed to have gotten snagged and spent all that time watching such a silly series but I assured him that it's Epic Win and we get major XP with my group of friends for doing it. In fact, I told him, mainlining a series is a time-honored way to watch a show or anime that already has a bunch of episodes released.
Today is a Template Saturday: Coffee and reading in bed, late breakfast (at the jewish deli down the street), grocery shopping, laundry while jewelry making (Jme) and writing (me), and an evening dinner with a good bottle of wine while watching a movie. Mmmmpeeeeaceful.
I did have the most awesome Girl's Date yesterday. ( Downtown adventures and birthday worries behind the cutCollapse )
In other, happier news - the baby kitten I got for Christmas is adorable. She sleeps with a different padawan each night and she may be starting to come to our call. She's cuddly and playful and fits perfectly into our family. :)