notes from today, for later.
j’s birthday. relaxing, then went to greek fest. amazing food. lamb. olives. feta. bread. spanikopita. dolmades! hung out with a bunch of friends in the bar. 2 or 3 hours later, they decide to kick us out because we have kids w/ us. wtf? outside, music, dancing. wendy is so watchful & protective. it’s a nice side to her, as she totally babies me. she’s as excited about the baby as we are. she is definitely going to be the godmother (even though my family has never had that tradition). then, on to extraordinary desserts. line halfway down the sidewalk. but i had my carmel macadamia cheesecake. oh so good! it was a very nice day. tomorrow, we barbecue a drunken chicken for j’s birthday. and i’ll probably need to set up the computer (mac) for the kid.
more ideas for writing to follow:
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another idea.
kaitlyn’s going to a memorial service today. for a friend from high school orchestra. she looks so down and out right now. it wasn’t a close friend, but still someone she spent a lot of time playing music with. they don’t know the cause, it may have been her heart. that poor family!
as much as kaitlyn and i bump heads, i would be devastated to lose her. and john would be inconsolable. sometimes i wonder, by my behavior towards her, if i really care for her. i could show it better. but times like this remind me of how much i do love her. no matter what, she’s my kid. i get frustrated at her laziness and self-centeredness. gee, my parents probably did too. she’s on autopilot all the time and it drives me nuts. but i do love her to distraction. she’ll always be mine, just like she’ll always be her father’s and her mother’s too. as infuriating as she is sometimes, she’s a great kid. hell, she’s a woman now. and i’m so lucky to have had a part in raising her.
i sure as hell hope i can be little more even keeled and mellow with the next one, though. for both our sakes.
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U kno im excited 2b preg but ill miss getting 2 do a lot of stuff 2. Am i ready 4 this?
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letters to baby
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Idea-high sch crushes my desire 2b liked awkwardness & why i had 2 date someone fr outside. I wasnt stuck up-i just wanted 2b liked.
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oh, yeah! the guy at breakfast this morning. overflowing water pitcher, john goes and stops it. the guy says, “only a man would notice that” and john and i just looked at him, then looked at each other. we had both been watching it and talking about it, because the waitress was called back to someone’s table. and then she got busy and forgot it. he walked around the counter, because he was closest and it was almost at the end of the counter anyway, and starting to spill on the rest of that counter. and then the guy said something about a take-charge attitude. we just continued to roll our eyes and shake our heads. i really wanted to comment about his sexism, i’m so tired of letting stuff like that go. john said i needed to choose my battles.
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The new cereal – fruit harvest. Believe it or not, we both really liked it. Why not put a little note out about it?
I need to think of something for Becky’s corner, something writing related. Maybe I could put something about Linked In? We’ll see. I haven’t actually gotten any gigs from it, but who knows? It won’t hurt to encourage people to network for the possibility.
I also need to clean up Becky’s Corner a bit. See if I can get someone to fix my template, and maybe use some of my photography for the banner. But I need something professional and not terribly expensive. I guess maybe a template doesn’t hurt anything, but I need to look at my sidebar and clean it up a bit. Maybe when school’s out. And maybe I can play with making my own design somehow. It’s time to learn css anyway.
There was something else running around in my head about blogging. What was it? I already posted a bit about what we did yesterday. Maybe I could talk about insomnia, since I’ve had a lot of it over the past two months. Can you be exhausted, but still not able to sleep all night? I think so, because that’s what’s happening to me.
I wish I could blog already about my pregnancy. I guess I don’t have to wait, but I do have to just wait to post it. I need to talk about the first appointment, the ultrasound, wanting to hurl at how many vials of blood they pulled for tests, and the indignity of having 3 people in the room while you are poked and prodded.
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