It's been a long month.... I'm exhausted and have been trying to catch up on even the simplest things. I can't seem to find the time or the motivation to even empty my basket of clean clothes that have been sitting in front of my bureau for weeks... I just pick clothes out of the basket instead.
My Grandfathers funeral was lovely- despite the fact that my mother had a *quiet* temper tantrum, faked a heart attack and made a spectacle of herself... but that was to be expected.
Having my sister here without her children was great. Not that I don't love my neices, it'st just that my sister is always on "stage mom mode" when we're together, in part because she wants us to see how incredible they are in the flesh, and in part because I really think she thinks they should perform their amazing "kid feats" on command. Well, ALL our kids are amazing and special and they ALL do wonderful, important, smart-as-a-whip things... and I'm happy to say that she got to see that, instead of getting to be the one "to be seen" KWIM? :lol (if that was confusing to anyone, let me know- I'll give you a private lesson in our family politics :hyst)
Iris and I haven't nursed in weeks, but she still asks every day :( and is having LOTS of temper tantrums. I just gently place her on the floor after getting headbutted too many times and let her work out her inner demons by rolling and flailing and kicking and screeching... I wish I could do that sometimes for myself. It looks so theraputic.
Sage is closed up about talking about Grampy... but is overly concerned about my impending death- so goes the mind of an *almost* 7 year old trying to work out the cycle of life for his little self.
His surgery is at 8am tomorrow in Boston, we have to leave the house around 6:30 to beat the traffic.... and then, "So long funky adnoids!" He's focusing on the amount of ice cream that he gets to eat in the days following, it helps him cope.
Alex and I are trying something different. No, no... not THAT kind of something you cheeky ones with overactive minds... we're just shifting dinnertime around here so that the children eat earlier and then we eat after bath and bed, and get to enjoy cooking together and sitting together without distractions and pleading for "just one more bite" and reprimands "get the noodle OFF of your toe" and panic "I told you if you put your cup on your knee it would spill!"
This is my favorite time of year because Alex LOVES TO GRILL... which translates to KAT GETS A BREAK FROM COOKING. He had a $9.00 steak (you should have seen me at Trader Joes, for those of you who already know that I do NOT eat meat.... I was standing there in front of the meat, on the cell phone to my husband who had requested that I buy a steak, whispering loudly to him in shock and dismay "THEY're ALL NINE DOLLARS!!!!!! - I couldn't BELIEVE they were so expensive!) So anyways, he had his golden steak, I had grilled sweet potato, lemon pepper brussel spouts (my new health mantra "one cup of greens a day keeps the crappy attitudes away!) and brown rice- "Yum- O" (in the words of my favorite, spunky-yet-so annoying you want to stuff her mouth with a portugese sweet roll, talk show host/chef/foodie, Rachel Ray)
Work is work... I'm meeting with my boss and my assistant to talk about how she's been stepping on my toes and doing stupid things (how's THAT for specific).
All in all, that's about it. I want to go on vacation... but that will only happen in my meditations right now.