This week-weekend featured visits from Aunt Nancy (who gave me acupuncture that made my back pain disappear for 48 hours and then I backed the car into the corner of our building and am now right back where I started, pain-wise. The building is missing a decorative column and the car is missing a taillight), Uncle Sasha and her paramour, Brett.
Then J., the new babysitter (I have three great ones in the stable now!) came to hang out and get a feel for the kids and vice-versa and he was a hit.
Our inspection for the new place was yesterday and there are some dangling water-leakage issues in a couple of walls that will require a good bit of mess to repair, so hopefully they can get it done before we want to move in. I say “dangling” because Cole read the minutes of every condo association meeting for the last three years and they “fixed” it last year. The seller doesn’t live there very often and it is a subtle problem so he didn’t know about it. Nothing serious. Just annoying.
I would like to write posts about all of these things:
Why big cities are quite possibly “friendlier” than small towns
Why I like having white boys for baby sitters
A nice hair update by request from a reader, especially, how to do the hair of a squirmy 2-year old (like I know)
So, maybe I’ll get to that sometime this year.
Meanwhile, I have papers to grade for my online class and the usual Strollerderby stuff (see video of Powell endorsing Obama here) and, oh yeah, a couple of kneebiters clinging to my skirts when they aren’t being wheeled about to local playgrounds by various Mary Poppins-types…
Air-kisses to all of you!