Lunch & myspace


I had lunch with my ol school chum today. We went to the Daquiri Deck. It was very strange yet comfortable. Imagine knowing someone very well for most of your childhood then losing them for 20 years only to meet up with them today for lunch. We both look the same just older. She is still very pretty and now she looks like a Florida girl instead of a pasty white Michigander. (no offense Damian!) We caught up as much as possible in the short time we were together & made plans to get together soon. Pretty cool.I came home and John was changing Rita. He carried her into the kitchen and accidentally mashed her foot in between him and the corner of the counter. She began to scream at the top of her lungs and I finally pulled myself away from myspace to see what was going on! John calmed her down. Then he began to tease me that I couldn't pull myself away from myspace long enough to check on my screaming daughter. "I chopped Rita's thumb off! Could you get some ice and we'll rush her to the hospital so they might be able to reattach it?" "Not right now honey, I'm on myspace doing a survey." I also need to add that John is obsessed with our daughter's poo. He talks about it incessantly and to anyone that will listen. In fact, today he saved her poo in the diaper to show me when I got home. He was astounded at the ginormous size of her turd. He went on and on about how big it was. I quote: "It had to weigh a half pound at least!" "I wish we could have weighed her before and after that poo!" "That poo had to be as big as my fist!" "No wonder she chugged those 7 ounces when she woke up, she dropped like a pound of poo!" "She's probably really tired from pushing that poo out." I bet if you check back later, there will be more added to list of quotes by my wonderful poo obsessed hubby.....This is my life.

My trip to Seattle was wonderful. Our time there flew by as most vacations do. John was sick most of the trip. He wasn't able to get out much. Which left me free to spend a lot of time with my girls. Friday night couldn't have been more perfect. Nikki, Lysette, Sieu & I went to B & O Espresso. The food and amerciana coffee were so delicious I took John back there for brunch the next day. I cannot remember the last time I had intelligent adult conversation with such fabulous women!! It was a night I won't soon forget. I love perfect nights like that. They are magical!Since returning to Florida it has been hot, sunny and humid. The complete opposite of Seattle! I have done more laundry than I thought possible. How can we own so many clothes? We are only 3 people!! My big sister is visiting from Michigan with her family. My nephews are 12 & 10. Rita adores them all!! My MIL spent the weekend with us and it was so nice to have her around. We had a birthday party for my BIL on Saturday. My parents came over and Grandpa set up the fishing poles for my nephews. They both caught fish. It was a really great day with a lot of food and fun. I remember family functions as a child. All the women hung out in the kitchen and the men wherever - drinking. Funny what happens to me now in adulthood. I'm hanging with the women in the kitchen. That commercial IS right! A baby does change EVERYTHING!!!I drank a bottle of Merlot last Wednesday night. This is something I just don't do. I was having a fun conversation with my friend Ginny in MD. When it turned to politics. So much for that conversation. I guess I made it personal and she hung up on me. I found it all in good fun. I think George Bush is the worst President in the history of the United States and she is a Bush supporter/Republican. I don't agree with Ginny on a lot of issues so we have agreed not to discuss them anymore. When I think about it (through the fog of wine memory of course) I actually start to laugh out loud. I had a good time.Rita is growing like a weed. I've remembered to put diapers on her everyday!! She waves bye bye. She says "Hi" regularly. She called my Mom "Gramma" yesterday. She says a lot of words just once and then you NEVER hear them again. Where do they go? When will they return? She called the cat "kitty-cat" for a while. Then she called him "Tig-gah". I haven't heard either for days. She holds the bottle on her own for John, but not for me. We've been feeding her more and more table foods. She is getting really good at picking small items up off the high chair tray and eating them. The little stinker has started to blow bubbles with food in her mouth. My glasses have a coating of pineapple, pear and mixed vegetables on them. My clothes are stained with carrots & green beans. It's very frustrating. We are trying to ignore her when she does it to see if that will make it stop. Wish us luck!I was also called for jury duty for the first time since moving to Florida. I was able to request to be excused because "I am a parent or guardian of a child under 6 and not full-time employed." Isn't that an oxy-moron?? I went online and my request was granted. When I turn 70 I can asked to be permanantly removed. Now there is something to look forward to!Spring time is busy here at our house. We have a lot of company come in from up north. Thank God they don't stay with us. It's hard enough as it is. Why I forget this from year to year is beyond me. Come May I will want to hide alone in my house and not answer the phone or check email for days!! Too much stimulation and too much "my life is uprooted from the daily norm." Sometimes I don't deal well with change!! Ok, hardly ever do I deal well with change. Why lie? It's the same as saying "I work independently" Ha!!

I heard today that in 200 years there will be no more naturally blonde people - can this be true?

We arrived safely in Seattle, but I must share the stupidest thing I've done in my life to date. This blows the Footloose night out of the water no question!! Sunday was a crazy day. We were leaving for Seattle and I had to pack for Rita, me & John. Traveling with a 9 month old is no easy task, especially coast to coast. How much further can you travel in the US than Tampa to Seattle?? I made my lists and I checked them twice. Three large suitcases later and all the necessary components were packed in the van and we were just about to leave for the airport. As a rookie Mom I often forget to change Rita's diaper on the way out the door and inevitably 10 minutes down the road I have to pull over to change her on the floor of the van. But not Sunday, I was on fire and possibly too much xanax. The van was running and packed with suitcases and carry ons. I took Rita into her room to change her diaper (or so I thought) and then we left for the airport. We were on the airport exit and when I said to John "I smell poo." John replies: "It wouldn't be a trip to the airport without a Rita poo." We park, I take her out of her car seat and OH NO! She peed through her diaper! (or so I thought) The carseat is soaked, she is soaked then John says to me "What happened to her diaper?" I said "Huh?" Wouldn't you know it? On fire xanax Mom NEVER PUT A DIAPER ON RITA!! I thought I had entered the Twilight Zone. How could I forget to put a diaper on my daughter? There was crap everywhere and I mean EVERYWHERE. Then she put her hands in it. And just when you thought it was everywhere, it really was everywhere. I was so beside myself & looking for Rod Sterling that John had to deal with it. How could I forget such an important step in the diaper change? I retraced my steps in my mind to the changing table. I could not believe I forgot to put a diaper on her. We ended up throwing her poopy clothes in the trash. My brand new minivan will no long have that "new car smell" by the time we get back to Tampa. The soaked (new) carseat is baking in the Florida heat for the next week. What a dumbass! How could I have done that?? Hello? It's called changing a diaper because you are supposed to put a fresh one on. Oy Vey!I saw my one of my best friends tonight. I haven't seen her since 2002. I said to her "If you would have told me in 2002 "the next time I see you, you will be married with a baby."" I would have told her she was stark raving mad! I love those friends you don't have to talk to everyday, every week or every year and no matter what they never stop loving you. Those are the best friends to have and the most beautiful people in the world.