Nov 28 2006


Like I said, I’ve been tagged. I think I’ve only been tagged by one person ever before, and my answers were so horrible and boring that no one ever wanted to hear me list anything ever again. But, because I’ve been asked (and am always looking for things to write about besides “Ooh! I have a cute baby toddler! See! Cute=content! Really!), I will try.

Here are the rules:

Each player of this game starts with the “6 weird things about you”. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says “you are tagged” in their comments and tell them to read your blog.


1. Umm. Nope. Can’t tell you about that one.

2. Not that one, either.

3. Ditto.

Oh, okay. I’ll do it for real. Except, I think if you’ve read my 100 things you already know these. Except I don’t keep a link to my 100 things. So yay! We’ll pretend this is 100% brand spankin’ new content. Yay! again.

1. I have to put on my right shoe first. Every time. When I try on shoes at a store where the clerk is supposed to “help” you with the shoes and they hand me the left shoe first? I have to ask for the right. Otherwise I just feel wrong all day. Dirty-like, or something.

2. I have an irrational hatred of the phrase “Local Artist.” To me, if you have to play up the fact that they are local, they must not be very good. Please never refer to me that way. I will cry.

3. It really, really bugs me when Cole’s socks don’t match his outfit. Even when he’s just going to bed. I change his socks to match his pj’s.

4. When I was a teenager I wondered if I was a lesbian (I am SO not) because I thought that certain girls were pretty. I hadn’t quite learned the difference between aesthetic attractiveness and sexual attraction. There was no experimentation needed for me to come to the conclusion I finally did. Stop thinking about Catholic school-girl pillow fights! Stop it! I’m not even Catholic!!

5. (By the way, this is harder than I thought it would be. Maybe I’m not that weird.) I have conversations in my head. Sometimes I’ll say parts of them out loud accidentally. I usually “talk” with my hands. Quite animatedly. I’m sure I look like a crazy person. I’ve done speeches about politics, the environment, accepting awards, divorcing my husband, family members dying. I’ve taught whole classes. I tell people off like CRAZY. I’m very dramatic.

6. I’d rather be fully naked than wearing just socks. Or just a bra. Maybe that’s not so weird- I mean, after the undies- what the hell!

So there you go. Right now I could probably come up with a couple more, but they really aren’t that weird. Well, maybe they just sound normal to me because I’m the one who does them. Huh. I dunno.

I’m not going to tag anyone 1) because I don’t want to force anyone into doing this or feeling bad that they haven’t and, more importantly, 2) I have no friends. But if you are desperate for material like I am and you feel like sharing, please drop me a line so that I can come over and read your deep dark squiggly secrets because I’m totally a voyeur like that. Show me somethin’ baby.

Nov 28 2006

I don’t wanna be back!!!

I’m back. The 5 days flew by. I blinked and they were gone. Evaporated. I’m sad.

But we did have a wonderful time. My 82 year old grandmother and her husband came up from Arizona and stayed from Wednesday night to Sunday morning. My grandmother is still so sharp and clever and funny- it gives me a lot of hope for my father and for me in our old age. I hope she outlives her mother, who was in her mid-90′s when she passed. I really want Cole to get to know her. She’s one of my favorite people.

My lovely sister and her son were also there. It was great to see my sister, but we are so comfortable with each other that it feels like we don’t really take advantage of the times we get to see each other. I saw her for a few days, but I still miss her as much as if I hadn’t seen her at all.

It was a little tougher seeing my nephew. He’s a brilliant kid- so precocious. He’s funny and can be so sweet. But, being 4 1/2, he’s also not so good at sharing with his little 13 month old cousin, Cole. He mildly terrorized Cole all weekend- not because he’s mean, just because he’s kind of jealous and a bit controlling. I knew Cole had had enough when he started fighting back. Spencer tried to take a toy away from Cole and Cole shrieked, shook his head violently, and ripped the toy back out of Spencer’s hands. Then I tried to give Cole a quick bath and Spence decided to join, which I thought would be fun (I remember playing in the bath with cousins and other kids and we had a great time) until Spencer climbed in and Cole started crying. Cole has NEVER cried in the bathtub. Not even the first time I bathed him. Just NEVER. Poor kid was enjoying some alone time with his mommy and having Spencer come in was just too much. Cole has been having little nightmares ever since. He’ll be sleeping when all of a sudden he’ll arch his back and cry until I touch him or move him.

I think they’ll be able to be friends eventually, but their ages are just too different right now. Cole can’t move fast enough for Spencer and Spencer’s still a little too rough for Cole. I hope time can change that. Neither will probably have siblings, so they may be the closest family either one has someday.

Cole had a big weekend in other ways, too. He now is fully walking. That’s all he wants to do. He walks across the room, turns around, and walks back. He walks in stores. He tries to step up and down stairs. What’s more, he can now stand up by himself with nothing around. No more scaling, no more pulling up- all by himself. He’s truly a toddler. The running will come next.

His vocabulary exploded. He’s amazing. My mom says that he can say almost as many words as I could when I was 18 months old. He’s moving SO fast. He used signs for the first time, too. He now uses the sign for hat and food. I know that he understands signs, but it was the first time he actually used them.

And he’s willful. Ugh. I’m finally getting what I deserve, it seems. We had a couple of shrieking episodes in the last couple of days. He was shrieking, not me, though I wouldn’t have been too far behind if it had continued much longer. He cries when his expectations are thwarted, when he doesn’t get to do when he wants, when we make him do things he doesn’t want. He’s finally a person! Who expresses preferences! It’s really cool when I think about it abstractly. Not quite as cool when he’s having a meltdown in the middle of the store.

I think he’s at that stage (or, rather, one of those stages) where he understands and wants to do more than he can express or actually do. I think he’s incredibly frustrated. I try to keep that in mind when dealing with his tantrums. It’ll get better, I’m sure. Then it’ll probably get worse again, but that’s what growing up is about.

We took some really nice pictures while my grandma was here. They are so nice that I’ll actually put some up of me as soon as I remember to bring the disk in. I haven’t liked pictures in a while, so that was a nice change.

We had turkey and all the good stuff (stuffing cooked out of the bird for me because I’m a freak about food poisoning). I didn’t eat too much. No, really. I had one normal portion plate and let it go at that. I maybe snacked a little too much, but I never felt stuffed. It was nice. Not making myself sick on Thanksgiving- how novel! Cole enjoyed actually getting to eat with us this year. The peas were a big hit, as was the stuffing.

Strangely, I feel like I didn’t get enough pie or turkey leftovers. Usually I can’t think about eating more of any leftovers after Thanskgiving, but this year they were used up so quickly. I could really go for a turkey sandwich with cranberry sauce (homemade only!) right about now. Mmmmm. And some stuffing. And a little pumpkin pie with whipped cream.

I’m so hungry.

It was a great holiday and I’m really warming up to the idea of Christmas this year. Last year Christmas was a very sad time because I couldn’t be with my extended family. This year we will be together, and that’s what I really want for Christmas. Presents are just a nice bonus.

Wait- I just realized what I REALLY want right now. Pumpkin pancakes. O Yummy! Oooh- tummy growling. It is very angry with me for not giving it pancakes. Send pancakes fast before it eats me instead!

(It also seems that I’ve been tagged, but that will have to wait a bit because I should really do something while at work today. Silly, I know.)