I can’t even begin to fathom what I’m doing right now. I am outside, on the deck, wearing flip flops and typing this inevitably brilliant post. Furthermore, I’m kind of sweating in my leggings and t-shirt. Apparently, the raging bitch that is Mother Nature got the memo that it’s spring and bestowed a sunny day upon us where snow isn’t covering the ground. Her and I will never get along, but for right now…she cool, she cool.
Another reason for my unusually “chipper” disposition today is that I am on spring break! I have the whole week off which means I can eat Sour Patch Kids in bed at 10pm while watching “Full House” instead of eating Sour Patch kids in bed while watching “Full House” at 8pm. See how scandalous I am? I’m only two days into break, but so far it’s been a blissful two days for the following reasons:
1.) I painted Caroline’s toes. As a nail polish fanatic, this is a huge milestone in both of our lives. To my surprise, she sat there patiently as I painted two coats of pink “Piggy Paint” on them. I’m trying to instill in her early on that appearances really do matter. No doctor or corporate attorney is going to want to marry a woman with busted feet. She needs to start preparing for her future now.
2.) With a house and neighborhood that we actually like and respect, it has been fun plotting all of our outdoor projects this summer. I even took a trip to Lowe’s with Ryan and didn’t curse with my arms crossed the entire time. I actually discussed things like flower beds, bird feeders and wrote a company to get started on a fence for our backyard. Our diabetic dog needs a space bigger than our front lawn to empty his sugary pee-filled bladder and since our backyard graciously opens up to the Genesee River, it’s kind of a good thing with a toddler to you know, block that off. I figure if we put a fence in, I can just let Caroline and Winston loose back there while I take a nap or make a strawberry daiquiri or something. In my mind, I see no reason why a fence can’t act as a suitable babysitter.
3.) I went to a baby shower yesterday and was reminded that I’m having a baby too. Like I said in my last post, I legitimately forget about it sometimes. As I was watching my friend open her gifts, it made me pretty happy (and a bit panicked) that I’m about to do this all over again. The great thing about pregnancy is that there’s no turning back, no “off” switch. But I can’t wait to find out what I’m having, snuggle it, be off from work, etc. The good always outweighs the scary/bad/negative.
4.) I bought Caroline these shoes:
Wait, no THESE ones:
5.) Just the simple prospect of going out for a run where my uterus and kidneys won’t freeze is really appealing to me. We’re having pasta for dinner so I’m not sure how successful a post-dinner run would be, but if I’m slow and it sucks…I’ll just blame it on the fetus. Bam.
Alright, I need to go enjoy the rest of this day before the little rascal wakes up and demands that we take her somewhere, feed her, change her, bathe her. Kids…they’re so demanding.