Friday, May 18, 2007


Is it odd that I've seldom had relationships with men in which I was treated with love and respect? I don't mean that as any type of dig against the other people involved, because I believe that most people do the best they can, and I think most of the people in my life have done and do the same. It's just on my mind today.

I'm overwhelmed right now, and that seems to be fairly typical. Also typical: Overwhelmed Me really notices what she's missing, even though not a lot is missing, frankly. Overwhelmed Me needs to learn how to take a breath and just accept stuff, and keep moving.

Yesterday the Boy's sister kept bugging him about this sucker that he had. They both got these suckers, those swirly, flat circle ones, and she'd eaten hers and wanted his. And when she didn't get it, she grabbed it and broke the stick. And you know, he's seven, and he'd had a long day at a field trip, and he was getting kind of hungry (so yeah, like he really needed the sucker then), and he got upset. We were sitting outside under a tree, and after screaming at her (her wise choice: run away), he started crying. We talked a little, but he sat under the tree and put his head down and cried for a minute or two, and then he went inside. And when I walked in a minute later, he was sitting with her on the couch, hugging her, and everything was fine.

Everything's pretty much always fine, isn't it?

Saturday, May 12, 2007


Well, dammit. I cancelled the sitting. Because I am being a grownup is why, and even though I think it's worth every single penny, it's just too rich for my blood at the moment. One day. But not today.

Today, actually, I am babysitting the kids' half-brother. (Or I should say, as the Boy pointed out, WE are babysitting him. They are such good siblings! Okay, so the Girl did have a moment of "over-sharing" with a blanket that nearly gave me a heart attack, but other than that, we're good.) He is one sweet baby, I gotta tell you. I do not actually recall ever being around a less fussy baby. I was a tad worried at first, thinking, Holy crap. It's been a long time since I did babies. What am I going to do with this kid for 6 hours? But it's been a snap. And the kiddos were just wonderful. "I guess we're not going to get any attention around here when the baby's here," the Boy said with a shrug at dinner. "That's just the way it goes when you have a baby around!"

I planted a few more plants today, and picked the first flowers off the strawberries, and mowed the lawn. I feel that work might nearly almost possible settle down into something that isn't insane. Maybe.

Dr. B. sent us stuffed peeps for Easter, which was a huge hit and cracked me right up. A more generous Bitch you won't find, methinks. I owe her a thank you note, and I just might send it out when I mail out the mother's day cards I bought. Yes, Mother's Day is tomorrow. You see where I'm heading with this.

Does this blog make me look fat?


Sunday, May 06, 2007

Oh Frabjous Day!!

I have booked a sitting.
I am So. Effing. Psyched.