Borboleta--now, don't get me wrong, J destroyed the castle immediately, and then said, "what happened?!?" He does this ALL the time. He drops something, or messes something up, then asks us "What happened?!?" We then wearily tell him that "you happened, Jonah."
I had to look up what 30 F was (we go by Celsius). You get upset by -1 F? We dance a jig when it's -1 F!!! On days like that, we go out in spring jackets and don't even bother zipping them up! But I probably couldn't stand your summers, so I guess we're even... Turns out we have -41 C with windchill today, which is -41 F, too. I don't really understand how Fahrenheit works... J is going bonkers with boredom, though. I should take him somewhere, but it's so cold outside that I'm sure the roads are too icy. He's vacuuming cleaning right now.
***Later***
I was just thinking about you.
I'm so bored that I just ironed a whole load of shirts, which I rarely do (we usually hang them up in the bathroom when we take a shower so the steam can get most of the wrinkles out
). OH was so surprised that I even
knew how to iron. I explained to him that when I asked my mother to iron my jeans way back in the 80s (ridiculous, I know, but it was the 80s and that was the style), she refused to do anymore of our laundry, especially the ironing. So, I became an expert ironer (but I'm sure no where as good as you, though!) Though now I'm angry at OH because he brought me all of these shirts to do, and then later mentioned that they didn't have to be perfect because they were going under sweaters and only the collars would show.
Claire--happy belated birthday!
I'm mad at your friends, too! That's just not cool, and I'm sorry. I'm certain we all would have been there if it were us!
Storm--I don't think J would say much to L! He's super quiet around other people, and no one believes us when we say that he's actually a chatterbox. Only his grandparents and Fauziah from the Day Home know. But I'm sure that after a little while, J and L would still become the best of friends. They're basically a week apart!
And wow about your OH! My eyes got bigger and bigger as I read on! It's surprising that he can be that...clueless, I guess. I'm glad you let your family know it wasn't you who wanted them to stay home. And I'm sure it's easier taking care of L when the cousins are there! I guess it's not surprising that he doesn't want counselling, but it sure sounds like he really, really needs it.
I agree with Angel, Leah Julia Rose. I, for some reason, have suddenly decided that Rose is a beautiful middle name. I wonder how hard it would be to change the name on J's birth certificate...
And, of course, rant away. Even if you weren't heavily pregnant, this is the spot for it!
Kitty--you asked for kitten stories, and it's not really a story, but... This morning I awoke at 8 am. OH had been up since 4:30 (his own choice), J awoke just before 6 am, the other cat had been let out of the basement hours earlier, and yet, when I woke up, the kitten was right there, staring at me. I asked OH if she had been down to visit (my door is always slightly open for her), and he said no. I actually ask him this every morning, because I've been shocked to learn that this kitten is so imprinted on me that
she will not get up until I do. She certainly tries to wake me up earlier, but I ignore her, and so, it seems, she stays. In all my life of cats, I've never experienced such a thing! (The cat love of my life used to get up with OH early in the morning, but he said that the moment she heard me stir, she would
race back to the bedroom to lie on the end of the bed so I would think she had been there all night. Sweet little stinker!)
Indigo--I would have killed for a 11 day LP! I have a 14 to 16 day one,
and 6 weeks between periods because of PCOS, so when I was TTCing, I had less than 10 AF a year. It would have been nice if my body had given me a shorter LP, at least. So, have you had your one shag? When did you do it?
Angel--that drive through that mountain pass sounds scary, and your accident, too! I'm glad you were able to reverse out of it. The tow truck guy said that my wheels weren't even touching the ground, I was that entrenched! (This would also explain why my 4 wheel drive mode wasn't working... I can usually get that car out of anything.) I used to drive my little tin can of a car, with absolutely NO safety features, all over the wintery countryside of Southern Ontario when I rode (I boarded my horse at a number of barns--some close, some very far away). I had no fear, but that was really my problem. If I had had some fear, I wouldn't have been so reckless and ridden only "problem" horses. And then I would have a perfectly healthy SI joint... Oh well. At least I had fun.
I stopped watching Top of the Lake because it was so dreary. I agree--it's a lot like The Killing, which I also stopped watching. What also bothered me is that the detective is the woman from Mad Men, and she's an American, so I was constantly wondering how good her New Zealand accent is, and why they chose her, and do New Zealanders cringe when they hear it, or if it is so good, then how does she manage to do that? See--my brain is far too busy for such a slow moving show like that.
That episode of "Don't Touch" is great--it has gotten J to "not touch" a number of items, like the Christmas tree, the garbage, the dishwasher when it's open...
Little D is so smart with his Nicky Nappy! It's amazing what they choose to call a book, isn't it? I used to be astonished when J would refer to a book by a page in the middle that I usually didn't think much about. How does it work with getting an app't with a speech therapist? What are you waiting on? A referral from your GP?
kosh--has your Spanish version of Click Clack Moo arrived yet? I got J another one from the series, called Thump, Quack, Moo, and J loves it, too. I don't think he quite understands it, as it is more complicated, but he loves Farmer Brown, and he says at the beginning of each book: "Farmer Brown has problem!" (Farmer Brown does always has a problem...)
Today OH decided to teach J the only German he knows, so when I came down this morning, J said to me: "Guten Morgen, Mummy!" Ah, my bilingual child.
Okay, it seems like I've made it through everyone! (Except for
Charlie and
SK--how are you doing?) We packed J off for his nap early because he was so bored that he was throwing himself off the couch over and over again. Even when we tried to do something with him, we were so bored as well that it made no difference. I think I'll now make my bored self another cup of coffee, even though I'm sick from the sugar in the other three I've already had. But it will take up some time.
Oh, and I'm mad at my hair. Every time I look at it, I become infuriated. I went to a new hair salon around the corner, and the girl thinned it too much, so I have no volume and it's hanging lank and well, frankly, weirdly, and the blonde colour is a bit too much on the orange side for my liking (OH doesn't see it, but it is!). So I'm really pissed. I shouldn't be mad after a $250 hair cut and highlighting!!! I should be running around feeling gorgeous! Bah.
I hope there will be enough attending that you still will have a nice time! 
. What are we going to do when they don't nap anymore 
!!!! 
. 
! AFS yes the award if the worst husband of the month goes to him and this is just the beginning of the month 
. So happy for her
rofl
