Thursday, February 21
Monday, February 18
Saturday, February 16
baby when the lights...go out....
it gets effing cold, that's what. We lost our power, after several taunting flickers, at about 9pm on Wednesday. It did not come back on until about...I have no idea, but really early Friday morning. That's a long time when all your heat is baseboard. Or candle, but they're not really efficient for heating, let's face it. So, we spent Wednesday night there, and it was ok, but chilly by morning. The boy woke up only once, about 6:30, and was sad to find his room dark, so the man went to settle him back in, and all was well for another half an hour. I have since remembered (since the only other time I think of it is when the power is out, invariably at night) to go get the boy one of those fake battery powered candle things. I got him a Glade scented one, because I couldn't find anything else. So, next nighttime power outage, the boy's room will be acceptably lit and smell like clean linen. Win - win.
I was lucky in a way, to not have work. We'd had a snow day Wednesday (and ice / rain day, hence the power outages hitting 11000-ish people) and so I had been lazy and just hung out at home and not showered. We had also had a snow day Monday, and a PD day on Tuesday (that was supposed to be Monday but got postponed) so I was only at school one day this week. But yes, I was dirty, and would not have liked to go to school without showering for 2 days. My school ended up being closed because it had no power also, but the rest of my district was open. Suckas! All the schools in town were closed due to horrible driving. So, the boy and I stuck around for a bit, but it was cold and we couldn't watch movies or anything, so we headed into my sister's house. She had lost power, but had gotten it back. We also visited some kitties for a friend of mine who is in Florida. I sent her hate e-mail already, no worries there. So, we kitty visited, then the boy crashed for over 2 hours at my sister's place while I played on the interweb and watched "Kicking it Old School", which was both funny and really, really terrible. David Hasselhoff was in it, so that's pretty fun.
Anyway, come suppertime Thursday and I'm still dirty and the house is still dark and cold. We had a few options to stay in town, but it would have been a gross and long drive to work and to the sitter from anywhere but our house, so the man booked us a room at the Holiday Inn, which is about 10 minutes from our house. They gave us a super deal, and we got to go swimming, and be warm. It was Valentine's Day too, but I assure you there was no romance. The boy has a cold, and cold medicine does not work, especially cough medicine. So, after turning out all the lights except for the night light (not that we remembered to bring one, there was one in the hotel room bathroom), and the tv, and "pretending" to all go to sleep so he would, because he's used to going to sleep on his own in his own room, not in a tv room with us in the next bed...cut to me waking up at 10:24, which for those of you who know, is halfway through Lost, and saying "eff this" and brushing my teeth and getting back in bed. Then, about every 40 minutes, the boy would wake up, coughing or snorking or something. "Where's my water? Where did my water go? Mum! My water?" He'd be fully awake, we'd find what he needed (we didn't have the wall and his bedrail to keep things contained, so they kept moving / falling on the floor) and go back to sleep within SECONDS. Which sounds nice, but most adults, myself and the man included, do not have this ability. So we'd be just dozing off again, having acclimated to the noisy, NOISY sleeper that is our son, even when he's not snorkly, and he'd wake up again. Lather, rinse, repeat, until 6:30 when my cell phone alarm woke me up. Awesome.
The man brought the boy to the sitter and checked on the house, which was powered and warm again. I got to work a little late, but so did 2 other cars of teachers, so I was fine. I warned everyone not to look at me sideways or I would cry, and very nearly did, I was just so tired. It was Friday though, so things went pretty ok. And then it was the weekend, so we're good. I'm still tired though, and will likely head to bed soon. We're actually at the in-laws' house, it's my mother in law's 50th bday party. We were there until too late, and then brought the boy home to bed, and everyone's gone back to par-tay except me. I'm super ok with that though.
I think that's it. This is frigging long. I'm 3/4 done with cooking the baby, most of the time I wonder what the DEUCE is going on in there, but that's all good, so yay I guess. 8 more weeks of work, then another couple, and then (god willing) a baby. I really, really don't want to go over. I would like to go at least until my last day of work though, if we could somehow arrange that.
I was lucky in a way, to not have work. We'd had a snow day Wednesday (and ice / rain day, hence the power outages hitting 11000-ish people) and so I had been lazy and just hung out at home and not showered. We had also had a snow day Monday, and a PD day on Tuesday (that was supposed to be Monday but got postponed) so I was only at school one day this week. But yes, I was dirty, and would not have liked to go to school without showering for 2 days. My school ended up being closed because it had no power also, but the rest of my district was open. Suckas! All the schools in town were closed due to horrible driving. So, the boy and I stuck around for a bit, but it was cold and we couldn't watch movies or anything, so we headed into my sister's house. She had lost power, but had gotten it back. We also visited some kitties for a friend of mine who is in Florida. I sent her hate e-mail already, no worries there. So, we kitty visited, then the boy crashed for over 2 hours at my sister's place while I played on the interweb and watched "Kicking it Old School", which was both funny and really, really terrible. David Hasselhoff was in it, so that's pretty fun.
Anyway, come suppertime Thursday and I'm still dirty and the house is still dark and cold. We had a few options to stay in town, but it would have been a gross and long drive to work and to the sitter from anywhere but our house, so the man booked us a room at the Holiday Inn, which is about 10 minutes from our house. They gave us a super deal, and we got to go swimming, and be warm. It was Valentine's Day too, but I assure you there was no romance. The boy has a cold, and cold medicine does not work, especially cough medicine. So, after turning out all the lights except for the night light (not that we remembered to bring one, there was one in the hotel room bathroom), and the tv, and "pretending" to all go to sleep so he would, because he's used to going to sleep on his own in his own room, not in a tv room with us in the next bed...cut to me waking up at 10:24, which for those of you who know, is halfway through Lost, and saying "eff this" and brushing my teeth and getting back in bed. Then, about every 40 minutes, the boy would wake up, coughing or snorking or something. "Where's my water? Where did my water go? Mum! My water?" He'd be fully awake, we'd find what he needed (we didn't have the wall and his bedrail to keep things contained, so they kept moving / falling on the floor) and go back to sleep within SECONDS. Which sounds nice, but most adults, myself and the man included, do not have this ability. So we'd be just dozing off again, having acclimated to the noisy, NOISY sleeper that is our son, even when he's not snorkly, and he'd wake up again. Lather, rinse, repeat, until 6:30 when my cell phone alarm woke me up. Awesome.
The man brought the boy to the sitter and checked on the house, which was powered and warm again. I got to work a little late, but so did 2 other cars of teachers, so I was fine. I warned everyone not to look at me sideways or I would cry, and very nearly did, I was just so tired. It was Friday though, so things went pretty ok. And then it was the weekend, so we're good. I'm still tired though, and will likely head to bed soon. We're actually at the in-laws' house, it's my mother in law's 50th bday party. We were there until too late, and then brought the boy home to bed, and everyone's gone back to par-tay except me. I'm super ok with that though.
I think that's it. This is frigging long. I'm 3/4 done with cooking the baby, most of the time I wonder what the DEUCE is going on in there, but that's all good, so yay I guess. 8 more weeks of work, then another couple, and then (god willing) a baby. I really, really don't want to go over. I would like to go at least until my last day of work though, if we could somehow arrange that.
Sunday, February 10
BUBLE
I dare you to find someone who went to the Michael Buble concert and did not find it absolutely entertaining. I bet even the 4 guys in the front row who Michael bought beer for and kept trying to include in the show but who every time they showed on the big screens were just sitting there, arms folded, expressionless...I bet even they had fun, on the inside. At the very least they got 2 free beer each, which is more than most guys can say about being dragged to a concert (we assume) by their wives. He also took time to sign autographs and get photos done (which quickly got out of hand, so he went back on stage) and sent the hoochies in their tube tops back to their seats. It was AWESOME. He was like, I'm sorry, but I feel like a huge dork right now. I am not a backstreet boy, and I don't want to be one. Please go back to your seats. And everyone applauded. He said, I don't want to be a jerk, but aren't you all glad they went back to their seats? yes, yes we are. It's NOT that kind of show, sit the hell down you hooches.
Even the opening act, Naturally 7, was amazing. I'm hesitant to buy the cd, just because I think a lot of the fun was in actually seeing them perform their songs. You've probably heard their one song, it's a remake of Phil Collins' "In the Air Tonight". It's really cool, but even cooler when you realise that they don't use any instruments. At all. It's just them, making like, drum, and bass, and guitar noises with their mouths. My sister and I tried to record some to share with you, but the cell phone voice recorders, they're just not that stellar, and it was just loud and terrible on playback.
(sidebar: I've ordered but am still waiting for the usb connector for my phone, which I hope will facilitate my making free ringtones and putting them on my phone)
Anyway. If Buble came back tomorrow, I'd go. I'd be broke quickly if I did that often, but it was a great show. I also got 2 pretty scarves at Old Navy, so all in all it was a good weekend. Nice dinner at Bogarts, time with my sister, quality time for the man and the boy together, it was a win, win, win. Which is good, because this weekend and next are committed to the man's family in their hometown, and I can only take so much of that. Truly, lovely people, but not my people, despite the fact that we've been in each others' lives for...8 years now. That's a long time. I went to ladies night last night there, and I did win a $25 gas card, so that made up for the fact that I couldn't drink. Sort of.
Even the opening act, Naturally 7, was amazing. I'm hesitant to buy the cd, just because I think a lot of the fun was in actually seeing them perform their songs. You've probably heard their one song, it's a remake of Phil Collins' "In the Air Tonight". It's really cool, but even cooler when you realise that they don't use any instruments. At all. It's just them, making like, drum, and bass, and guitar noises with their mouths. My sister and I tried to record some to share with you, but the cell phone voice recorders, they're just not that stellar, and it was just loud and terrible on playback.
(sidebar: I've ordered but am still waiting for the usb connector for my phone, which I hope will facilitate my making free ringtones and putting them on my phone)
Anyway. If Buble came back tomorrow, I'd go. I'd be broke quickly if I did that often, but it was a great show. I also got 2 pretty scarves at Old Navy, so all in all it was a good weekend. Nice dinner at Bogarts, time with my sister, quality time for the man and the boy together, it was a win, win, win. Which is good, because this weekend and next are committed to the man's family in their hometown, and I can only take so much of that. Truly, lovely people, but not my people, despite the fact that we've been in each others' lives for...8 years now. That's a long time. I went to ladies night last night there, and I did win a $25 gas card, so that made up for the fact that I couldn't drink. Sort of.
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