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Saturday, July 5thFireworks? No thanks, I already ate.
So I took all these great pictures and video from 4th of July and of course I left both cameras at my Mom's house last night. The funny thing (or the pathetic thing, depends how you look at it) is that as I watched my Mom move the cameras from the table whilst prepping it for dinner, I thought to myself, "I should put those in the baby bag because I'll forget them on the entertainment center if I don't move them right now."
And then I reached for my champagne glass and did not move myself, let alone the cameras.
Ah well. It's not like they're far away. A 15 minute drive would retrieve them.
Eh, maybe tomorrow.
In other news, Dessa did not like fireworks one bit this year. Last year she was only 5 weeks old and didn't notice them. This year we thought she might be interested, if she was awake, and she was, so we took her into the front yard to watch our neighbors set off their Safe and Sanes. We're too cheap to buy any ourselves, but my Mom's next door neighbors treat the whole block to a pyrotechnics show, and are extremely safety conscious.
However, Dess was very unnerved by the entire spectacle, and rather than scar her for life we opted to remove her to the safety of the front window. She watched for about 6 seconds and then toddled off to the back of the house where there were no fireworks at all thankyouverymuch. Thus it was that a wide variety of lovely sparks and flames were going on outside and we were stuck in the living room watching 1776.
Did you know that the voice of KITT is in that movie? That was enough to unnerve me.
Posted by GoddessKristin on 07/05/2008 at 11:43 AM [1 Comment - Go read it!]
Tuesday, July 1stGreetings
Scene: The greeting card aisle of my local mega-mart. I saunter down the aisle to the "Birthday, Humorous" section and begin picking cards at random, hoping to score a good one for my best friend's belated birthday. There is a woman a few years older than I am about three feet away, also browsing.
I pick a card, read it. I grimace. Replace it. Pick another card. Read it. Frown. Replace it. I repeat this at least half a dozen times. Where is the advertised humor? I can either guess the punchline ahead of time or it's so awful I'm glad I didn't think of it myself. Soon I notice that the woman near me is doing the same thing.
"They should hire me," I mutter. "I could do better than this."
The woman next to me looks up. "I know, huh? It's all bathroom jokes or over the hill junk. Neither of which I'm giving my Dad."
I momentarily think of my own Dad, who appreciated the good bathroom joke. I'm sorry that I can't be in this aisle trying to select just the right potty joke card for him. I'd happily pop $2.49 to make him laugh again. To see him laugh again. But I know what she means.
More tense silent reading of unsatisfactory cards. Finally, I choose one. Read it. Snicker.
The woman near me looks up hopefully. "Find a good one?"
I shake my head, even though I did. "Not for your Dad." Inside I'm thinking, "But mine would have laughed" and I wonder which of us is luckier - me, who had a Dad who laughed at bodily functions, or her, who still has a Dad to buy cards for.
I tend to think it's me, but if it is, why don't I feel so lucky?
Posted by GoddessKristin on 07/01/2008 at 10:48 PM [1 Comment - Go read it!]
Monday, June 16thKicking Off Summer
Summer is finally here! Actually, it's sort of amazing to me that summer is already here but I guess that's the way it is with a baby. One second they're up all night and the next they're walking away from you.
Regardless, I have plans for this summer. Last week, while I was chaperoning our 8th grade picnic at the nearby indoor swim center, I got a 3 month pass for myself that includes free admission for Dessa. The place has a lazy river, two huge slides (which we, of course, will not be taking advantage of this year), a wading pool, a kiddie pool, an Olympic size lap pool, a hot tub, changing rooms, a workout center and a lot of other amenities. I'm planning to bring the baby at least twice a week and go for workout time myself another 2 times a week. (That'll also give Nana her baby fix a few times a week!)
And we know that Dessa loves swimming. On Saturday we went up to my Aunt Ro's house for a get-together and they have a pool. It wasn't the first time Dess had been in a pool but last year she was such a little thing she didn't get anything out of it. This time she was thrilled. Her face looked fit to split, her smile was so huge and she laughed and screamed and jumped from Mommy to Daddy to Nana and back for a good long time. It wore her out, but as usual she refused to nap until we were back in the car and on the road.
Then she sort of fought the sleepies anyway.
 I think she's still recovering from the workout she got. She slept like a log Saturday night, took two long naps yesterday, slept well again last night and is into hour 2 of her morning nap today. Swimming will be good for everyone, methinks. As yesterday was Father's Day, I left things pretty open for Dave. He wanted to make breakfast, which he did and then we entertained the notion of going to the park but eventually decided we were too lazy to do it. We spent the day watching movies and playing with Dessa instead. Daddy has taught her a new trick. It's cute as anything. As far as it does. Of course, I knew I was in trouble last night when Dess didn't want to go to sleep but rather preferred to lie on my shoulder, blowing lazy raspberries and patting me on the back. I have to admit, it was soothing. The kid sure knows how to put me to sleep.
Posted by GoddessKristin on 06/16/2008 at 11:14 AM [1 Comment - Go read it!]
Wednesday, June 4thBirthday-palooza! Also, walking!
Hi! I know, I know! I'm a total flake! I promised vids, I promised pix and I Did Not Deliver. Come shoot me - please! I dare you! Then you would be here and I would at least be resting and everyone would have their needs fulfilled.
Mostly (and this is important) I would be resting.
Because it's the end of the school year and somebody needs to chill. I'm not naming names.
(It's me)
So! Lots and lots of really fun and interesting Things Happened Recently! Shall I share? I shall try:
Thing 1
Dessa walks! Sort of. A few steps. The Boston Marathon is right out for now, but she's doing her own thing. It is exciting. For me. For you? Maybe not so much.
Thing 2Dessa had a birthday. Before she had the birthday, she got a dress. It was maybe the Cutest Dress EVER. Check out those shoes! Sparkly pink shoes! They are so cute I want them in my size. The dress would not work on me, but the shoes? I could totally work the shoes. Thing 3On Dessa's birthday, she got a lot of presents. Sort of an obscene amount of presents. As if on cue, she mostly enjoyed the wrapping paper best. Thing 4On Dessa's birthday, there was cake. A LOT of cake. In fact, there were no fewer than three cakes. There was the text-focused chocolate cake that Nana made: There was the character-driven Elmo cake that Mommy made: (Word to the wise. Black icing? Leaves your teeth a GROSS shade of (surprise!) black.) And finally, there was Dessa's very own cake that her Auntie AC got so that Dessa could really get into the Cake Thing. And please rest assured that Dessa totally got into the cake thing: Thing... where was I? Oh Yes! Thing 4.5Giving Dessa her own cake sort of ended up in a disaster of epic proportions, which we all predicted, and that's why Dessa is clad only in a diaper while she eats her cake. Her Mama was not born yesterday. Thing 5There is a metric ton of other video footage from the party that I need to process and which we all know I will likely get around to in...oh... SEPTEMBER. If I'm lucky. Suffice it to say, for now, that we had a really great time, the house was in fine shape, everybody enjoyed themselves and Dessa will not remember a damn thing about it. Which is just about exactly what a first birthday party is all about, right? I have a friend who told me that the first birthday is the Mom's secret Hey-I-Survived-And-So-Did-The-Baby! party and I could not agree more.
Posted by GoddessKristin on 06/04/2008 at 10:14 PM [1 Comment - Go read it!]
Friday, May 23rdWalking tall
Hi! Guess where I spent all day yesterday? Hint: it was not in my classroom.
Before you freak and think I broke another limb, I assure you it was also not the Emergency Room. I almost sort of wish it was though (since they have the good drugs there), as I was in an all-day district wide leadership meeting and I am not even officially a Leader. I was a Leader. Before I broke my leg. Then I was relieved of duty. But the replacement Leader is retiring and really pushing for me to re-take the job. I am ambivalent about this for many reasons (most of which are named Dessa). Suffice it to say that I wasn't expecting to go to this meeting so I ran around like an insane person trying to put together lesson plans. And then sat in the meeting all day. You know how that goes.
Then I went racing over to Kaiser for an appointment with Dr. Useless and found out that the appointment was not until 4 pm (I thought it was at 3:30). Extremely annoying, because of a phone call I got from my Mom at 3 pm.
Brrrrrring! Brrrrrring! (imagine that this is the sound of my cell phone. Even though when my cell phone rings, it sings, "Yo, ho, yo, ho, a pirate's life for me")
Me: Hello?
Mom: Hello. It's me. Everything's fine (she always tell me this so I don't freak out). But guess what your daughter just did.
Me: What'd she do? (As an aside, I was really hoping it was not something I would have to clean up)
Mom: She just walked!
Me: Oh my God!
Mom: Yep. She took four steps toward her toys without any support.
Me: And I missed it!?
So you can see where my priorities are. But yeah. She's started walking now. She's been a demon with the cruising and the crawling, which she finally got the hang of, but now that's not enough. Now it's walking. What next? Marathons?
Video to come, but I need some free time to transfer and edit it so possibly over the weekend. It's odd. Last Memorial Day weekend I was hoping to go into labor. And now Dessa walks. What the hell happened?
Posted by GoddessKristin on 05/23/2008 at 10:08 AM [1 Comment - Go read it!]
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