My son's daycare is closed... My road looks like crap (which tends to make me question the other roads, at least leading out of my town)... It hasn't yet stopped snowing, even though "it's supposed to"... So, I called in to work... Sorry, Nice, but I was practically having a panic attack thinking about driving that far on roads that [potentially] bad... Most of the people who work at my library live kinda close, so I can't blame them if they think I am being a baby... But, I don't know... I just really think the library should have closed today, anyway, and then I would not have to call in... Bah... I'm gonna go help dig us out... Later days...
Believe it or not, Boogie did pretty well two days in a row without a nap... Granted, he went to bed a little too early and got up a little too early this morning... But, he was extremely well-behaved for being around so many people and having less sleep than he should... Yesterday was the birthday party for Big Sis and Little Bro (Keltia's kids)... Today, we spent time hanging out with Hawaiian Mama and her X-men... I cannot believe how big Wolverine is -- or how much Professor X looks like his mama... Clark really enjoyed hanging out with Hawaiian Daddy too, and I know he too would love it if these guys all moved back to the "mainland" sometime soon... Hope everyone has a safe and happy New Year's Eve tomorrow... Later days...
So, I hosted a video game program at my library last night, and I had so much fun... I played "The Devil Went Down to Georgia" on expert last night -- for shits and giggles, pretty much... I ended up with a severely cramped wrist and numb fingers, but I somehow managed to actually hit 40% of the notes! Holy crap! That was so awesome... Later days...
In case any of you missed the lovely comment on my "Presents..." post, let me share the following:
I think that when you use the phrase WTF, in a blog entry about religion, you really are not in a position to throw many stones. And if your real intention is to teach the true meaning of the holiday, then how much your sister spends on gifts to your child, or if it happens to be more than you spend, is truly irrelevant. It isn't about the gifts is it? It isn't about you being ungrateful, it is about you saying one thing, and then demonstrating quite another by your show of irrational anger and language.
I guess my only response to you, Karen, is that you would have
to know me and my family in order to understand my "irrational"
anger... It is not at all irrational, given the entire picture of how
fucked up my family is... And my choice of "language" actually has
nothing to do with my religious views... I would never use the word
"fuck" at church, since I know that is inappropriate... On my own
"anonymous" blog, to express my frustration, nevertheless, I do not
find it at all inappropriate... More inappropriate, to me, is a complete
stranger chastising me without knowing the complete picture... My
sister treats me as if I don't love my child when she hears that I
don't completely overwhelm him with gifts on every possible occasion
(whether one can even afford it or not is irrelevant to her, btw)...
So rather than seeing this as her doing something nice, I can't help
but feel that she is trying to "rescue" Boogie from his mean old mom
and dad who didn't buy him everything in the Toys R Us catalog... And as far as me "demonstrating" the wrong message... Does my 2 year old read my freakin' internet blog?!? NO! So, my venting in an anonymous blog does nothing to teach him the wrong message about Christmas... Get off your high horse, and don't bother reading my blog if I offend you so much... Later days...
I cannot believe how many pictures I have taken in the last week... There are tons of new pictures on my Flickr if you want to see what we did for Christmas and Christmas Eve, how Boogie was in the church nativity pageant on Sunday, or what we did at my SIL's birthday party/our Christmas with Papa... Later days...
I am still a little bit taken aback by how differently my sister and I treat holidays... I am struggling with my faith, yet I feel the need to attend church services for holidays like Christmas and Easter... My sister doesn't really talk about religion a lot, so I am not sure how strong her faith is... I do know, however, that she thought it was more important to put together Princess' Christmas gifts than to attend Christmas Eve service... Riiiiight... The same type of thing happened several years in a row on Easter -- where Princess' hair wasn't quite done yet and/or she needed to get ready for pictures with her cousins (on the other side of the family) so she couldn't make it to church... WTF?!? If that is the reason you celebrate a holiday, don't you think it makes sense to teach your child about the religious significance of the holiday? So... Apparently, Christmas is all about the presents... Which means that, of course, my sister has to prove her love with gifts... So, we spent less than $100 on Boogie, for which we got him a reasonable number and variety of gifts... My sister spent not much less (if she spent less) and got him more than we did... Maybe not more... But more "big" stuff, for sure... I doubt she tried to overshadow us, but it really sucks... My MIL, BIL, and SIL did better at not going nuts this year, so I really appreciated that... But, man... How can we teach our kid the true meaning of the holiday when strangers constantly push the Santa card and other family members reinforce the greed and gluttony of the holiday?!? Grrr... So, yeah... That's me being "ungrateful" for my sister's generosity... In nice contrast, nevertheless, Boogie was selfless enough to agree to give away some of his older toys to make room for his newer toys! We brought a bag of toys to his daycare today, and I was really proud of him for helping me pick out the toys we donated and then not even changing his mind when we got there... I think we may do right by him yet! Later days...
So, Clark and I got each other pretty good... He actually didn't think I got him Super Mario Galaxy, so he was thrilled when he opened that... And I was completely taken aback when I opened a red corduroy blazer... I mean, I guess he was there when I said (like once) that I wanted one, but I really didn't think it even registered... Awesome! Boogie was so happy to get a train set that I thought we might never tear him away from it, but I am happy to report that he played with other things and even left the house... Teeheehee... My MIL didn't go so crazy this year, so that was appreciated! ::wink wink:: But, yeah... Hope you all had as Merry a Christmas as me... Later days...
So, since we are doing Christmas Eve stuff at our house, I thought it might be a good idea to tidy up a bit... I don't feel like I need to scrub and polish everything in my house, but it would be nice if the toys weren't scattered across the entire first floor, you know?!? Boogie has been pretty detrimental to my progress, so I think I am just going to wait for his nap... And since I don't have any other spare time coming up anytime soon, I have at least gotten the dishwasher loaded/started and put away a little laundry... Sure, the Prozac helps to keep me from feeling like I am going to flip out if the house is messy, but it certainly doesn't "cure" my desire for an orderly house... Teeheehee... Later days...
I am officially done shopping and wrapping presents... And way later than normal, too... Oh well... Could have still been worse... Bah! There's always next year, right?!? Later days...
Why is it that kids seem to think it is ok to play with their poop?!? Today, when he was supposed to be napping, Boogie took a poop, took off his pull-up, and then picked up the poop with his hands! Aaaaagggggghhhhhhhhh... I thought I was gonna freakin' kill him... WTF?!? Later days...
