Monday, June 27, 2011

9 hours

I have nine hours without Maya today.
Never do I have that much time, uninterrupted, without my kid or my husband home.What will I do with my free time?

Clean, I am sure.  Or finish weeding the backyard.

We are having new floors installed in two weeks (omg!) throughout our downstairs, and getting everything off the floor and away is going to take some effort.  We are doing all the demo of the old floor ourselves, so as soon as my current class series ends next Tuesday (!!), we are going to start ripping up carpet, padding, vinyl and underlayment.

In other words, Wayne and I are going to be bitchier than usual at each other until about July 13th.

Last night we had a True Blood Season 4 Premiere Party at our house; we had our near and dears over, and it was a lot of fun.  Also this past weekend was a good friend's 2nd Annual Martini Party.  True to stereotype--yes, the one I tried to prevent myself from becoming (funny how that works)--I am currently in a tiff with another woman (or women) with whom I used to play Bunco.  We were all at the same martini party, but at some point they left early.  The mature strategy of one of the women is to completely pretend I am not where she may be or with whomever she's speaking.  It annoys and amuses me at the same time.  I feel like I am in 7th grade.  Sigh.  Well, she's a giant bitch anyway, and she is one of those people that everyone tolerates (why, exactly?) rather than enjoys being around (except that she is very amusing when she's drunk and has a propensity for flashing her newly purchased breasts).  It makes me so sad that that I have seriously become that suburban mom stereotype that I tried to resist (futilely, I guess).

Is this tiff (which I really think is serious enough to decide that I really don't want associate with the core group of women in that Bunco group) a sign that I need to get a fucking life?  I think so.

8 hours left; I better stop this rambliness and do something.

Thursday, June 23, 2011


It is the first week of summer and the first week of summer break, and we aren't bored yet; however, we aren't very motivated either.  My to-do list is lengthy, and I feel like I spin in circles looking at it all and not accomplishing anything.  I did wash the sheets on two or our four beds, though, and I am embarrassed to admit how long it has been since our sheets were washed.  I hate washing sheets because that means I have to make my bed.  It's been awhile, and that's all I will say about that.

Well, I guess I have to go make the damn bed now.  I really wish I had a housekeeper to change my sheets and clean my bathrooms.  That's all I would have her (or him) do.  Instead, I will make my own bed, pee in my clean toilet (that I scrubbed myself today) and climb into the bed with the nice clean sheets (always feels so good) and read The Help.  It's good so far.  I have it on loan electronically from the library, and I forgot about it until today.  I have to read it before it is deleted off my Nook!  I love the voice the author uses; her first character (I'm only on chapter 1) feels so warm and southern.  I've heard mixed reviews from friends who have read The Help, but I'm already engrossed. I'm juggling 3 books right now: The Help; Jacob Have I Loved; Game of Thrones.  All three are great books so far, but I have to prioritize based on due dates!

Speaking of due dates, I may be doula-ing in August and September!

Monday, June 20, 2011

End of Days

Today was the last day of school for our only child who remains in the public school system.  It was a freaking roller coaster ride of a year, and I am glad it's over (though it is bittersweet).

If anyone ever believes that education is the one area safe from politicking, they are sadly mistaken.  This school year has taught me that the public education system is a mess beyond belief.  It's limping along well enough that, unless people look at it closely, it is not noticed what a wreck of a situation it has become.  I ended this year disgusted. I'm disappointed that we can't afford to send Maya to private school.

So now summer has begun, and we will be busy.  Camps, projects, concerts, math I'd like to incorporate weekly or biweekly hikes with Maya and some friends.  We'll see if I actually move forward with that plan.

Let's bring on the warm weather, shorts and tank tops.
Summer starts tomorrow!