Thursday, November 27, 2008

A Tale of Thanksgiving Morning: Showers to Take, Eggs to Make, Pie to Bake

I thought I wanted to stay home for Thanksgiving, so when we were invited to share the meal with friends I felt ambivalent. We accepted the invitation, and now we are glad we did! We can enjoy the morning with no cooking, no pressure, and then make the couple of things we're taking with us, get ourselves ready, and go! And best of all: NO CLEANUP!

It feels like a real Thanksgiving this year, even though the house doesn't smell like turkey and we're not hosting a dinner or traveling to see family. What makes it finally "real" is that the Little One is old enough now to understand the holiday and be excited about it. Last year she sort of got it, but largely ignored the parade on t.v. in the morning and whined through the dinner we made for our little family of three. We ended up rushing through the meal just to get it over with and get her to bed.

What a difference a year makes! She woke up excited about the day, and is soaking up the parade, enjoying each song and squealing with delight at every float and balloon (right now the Sesame Street gang is doing a song and she is yelling out each character sighting: "Telly, I just saw Telly!"). We had pastries and cocoa (coffee for us) earlier, so the day is a big hit already. And she's far more excited about going to our friends' house (where she'll get to play with her friend) than she would have been about staying here, so we definitely made the right decision.

From our home to yours, best wishes for a truly happy Thanksgiving. We have much to be thankful for in our lives, but I want to say that I am personally thankful for the bloggy friends I've made through this medium!

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

A Marvelous Work-at-Home Day

I wanted to take the day off completely, but in the end this would have created more stress, so I decided to just work from home. The hubster has meetings all day and then a work dinner, so to save him some time and hassle I also decided to keep the Little One home with me. It's an ill-advised plan for accomplishing much, but she's always so excited to get to stay home with mama that I can never resist the opportunity to surprise her with a spontaneous day off. My announcement was met with the expected reaction last night, when I decided to tell her the news. I had just told her to go choose her jammies for the night when she fell down on the ground in protest, wanting yet more playtime. When I said "You can play more tomorrow" she kicked the floor and wailed "But tomorrow is a schooool daaay!" So I told her I was keeping her home with me and she leapt up to cheer and hug me.

Our day is going smashingly well. We spent the morning busied with our respective work. Hers: making dozens of drawings for me to display in my office. Mine: planning next semester's syllabi. She played outside in the leaves and looked for frogs and snails in the garden. We had lunch. Now she's deeply engrossed in more "work" (something involving a pattern of socks on the floor of my bedroom) and I'm taking a moment to blog before returning to work. It's a beautiful day outside, sunshine lighting up the leaves which remain on the trees, wind blowing more into the air, but it's quite cold so I'm content to watch it all from the kitchen table. I'm starting to finally recover and feel human again, so I don't mind working instead of relaxing. In fact, I'm actually enjoying it.

It's never easy to be on your own all day with a preschooler though, especially when you're working. She knows I have to work and is being very good about letting me do it, but there are many interruptions nonetheless. I'm managing to remain uncharacteristically zen about it so far, and thus haven't really felt much frustration, but I know it won't last. I'll get tired, and so will she, and as her demands increase my patience will decrease, and my envy of my husband's evening at a nice restaurant with grownups will grow to epic proportions. But then I will stop and smile as I remember the added bonus of keeping her home with me today: NO NAP. And that means EARLY BEDTIME. And that leads to HAPPY MOMMY. (A happy mommy drinking a nice glass of wine and catching up on Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice!)

Monday, November 17, 2008

Sick of Being Sick

I don't think I've been sick this much since I was a kid. After fighting off two colds in October, I came down with some flu-like thing on election night (that's right, I spent the glorious night of Obama's victory wavering in and out of fevered consciousness, so it was rather surreal) and was down & out for over a week. Then at the end of last week, just as I was emerging from the aftermath of that, I managed to come down with the Little One's latest cold. I'm not feeling too badly, but my chest and sinuses have been congested for about a month solid now. My cough was nearly gone on Friday, but today the new cold headed down there and I'm coughing literally every other minute. It's exhausting.

I've had to work through most of this, and the Little One has had milder versions of all of this, so I've had absolutely no time for any sort of blogging or commenting or twittering. So sad. I miss you all though, and wanted you to know I'm still here, just buried under work and cough syrup and tissues. I know better than to think I'll catch up, so let's just say I'll jump back in as I am able over the next few weeks.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Go OBAMA!!!!!

Dear Republikins,

We can haz Uhmarika bak?