These days I feel like I live on a racetrack, running round and round trying to keep up with the cars flying by me. The biggest reason I haven’t been blogging isn’t because I have nothing to say. All day long I write in my head amazingly humorous, incredibly witty (shut up, I’m freakin’ hysterical) things to say, just laughing my way through the day watching the idiots that run amok. But –
when I leave work and pick up my girl,
when we come home and whine and cry until there is food in our bellies,
when we run around the living room playing, giggling, tickling, laughing,
when we are soaked to the bone, me in my clothes and her in her birthday suit after the bath,
when we roll around on the bedroom floor just the two of us,
and we rock in the chair in the corner and read stories as we fall asleep…
Well, after all that I am just pooped. All of the sudden the amazingly humorous, incredibly witty banter just disappears, and I have nothing left to write about. All those great one liners that were going to knock your freakin’ socks off just poof! disappeared.
I keep meaning to get back to carrying a pocket notebook with me wherever I go. If nothing else it would help me keep track of my never ending to-do list which grows exponentially by the hour and never gets done because I keep losing the tiny scraps of paper I write it down on. Not very surprisingly, pocket notebooks are continually at the top of the to-do shopping list scrap of paper I keep losing. Ah, the irony of it all.
Oh – Kevin came home tonight 
He’s been here for approximately 25 minutes and all I’ve done is show him all of Avelyn’s new toys, and all of Avelyn’s drawings from school and regale tales of Avelyn’s funny new behaviors that have me falling head over heels in love with her more each day, something I didn’t think was possible. Now I’m going to do something I’ve waited weeks to do — lay in bed WITH MY HUSBAND and WATCH TV. And also demand he rub my left thigh and maybe my left butt cheek because damn I am old, and all that rolling around on the floor with that super cute girl made me pull a muscle.
You got the wooden-box-play-thing! So fun.
And YEA for Kev-o being home again!
And kuddos to you for being one freakin-amazing-nurse-mommy!
Hey,
Thanks a lot for the post. I do miss your witty (read: freakish) humor…..hehehe
time to start me a blog….
Q: where did u get the wooden play thing?
Kris
Sorry Kris! That’s the “Busy Zoo Activity Center” by Parents. I love it because it’s something Avelyn can play with for a long time. Plus the ‘N’ block on the alphabet side says ‘N is for narwhal’. How freakin’ cool is that?
your wit and honesty and deep love all make me smile.
It’s okay. All that stuff is pretty consuming, we all know that.
But I must ask you where you got Avelyn’s lovely pink chair. I am looking for one for Brooklyn!
ps – I’m sorry I’m so far behind on my reading. Things have just been….ugh. Hence the multiple comments today. I am trying to catch up, one blog at a time.
The pink chair is from Pottery Barn Kids and it comes in several colors. I’ve wanted one since before Avelyn was even born so naturally it’s what I bought in celebration of getting a paycheck at my new job! If you buy them online you can have her name monogrammed but I just bought mine in the store.