Yesterday I decided I didn't like cooking.
Today I decided that if I know what I'm doing, have some sort of company, even if it's just music, and do not spend half the afternoon working on it, cooking's not so bad.
Yesterday I had the revelation that if I don't want to have kids, I don't have to.
Today I realized that I do some of my best thinking while ironing.
Yesterday my batteries finally finished recharging and I got to take some pictures of the exceedingly cute Josiah and help him as he tried to take pictures of me.
Today I had my fist real power stuggle with one of the kids. I won.
And I do want kids.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
"Come Pick Me Up"
Come pick me up
Take me out
---- me up
Steal my records
Screw all my friends
They're all full of ----
With a smile on your face
And then do it again
I wish you would
- Ryan Adams
Take me out
---- me up
Steal my records
Screw all my friends
They're all full of ----
With a smile on your face
And then do it again
I wish you would
- Ryan Adams
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Monday, May 22, 2006
It's 9.00 AM back at home. Some of my friends aren't even up yet. Here's what I've done today:
Woke up at 6.30 AM British time. Took a shower and got ready for when kids and dad came down at 7.00. Helped with breakfast and packing lunches. Helped with the frantic getting ready of the kids for school, as everyone's running late. While mum is away taking 3 oldest kids to school, I stay at home with Josiah, who's 2 (have I mentioned there are 4 kids yet?). After being coaxed by his dad to stay with me, we play a couple of games. After mum leaves again for excercising with friends, we dress up like pirates and run around the house hiding treasure and weathering storms. I think, unfortunately, mum might have a picture of us. Since we buried our treasure, we have to help one of the townspeople (mum) with some chores (putting away the wash) so we can earn money to eat (though Josiah is the only one who gets lunch at this point). Then it's time to make tea. And I mean tea as in the meal, the meal we normally think of as supper. I get to make my first real meal all on my own (well, Josiah tried to help me for a bit, but then he had lunch and was put down for a nap, because pirating just wore him out), and let me tell you, it's a bit nerve wracking. It's one of the children's favourite meals, so they'll know if I got it wrong. I spent about an hour and a half on it. Now I get to have lunch. It's about 14.00 over here, though I usually get to eat at 12.00 or earlier. In about an hour and a half, the other three children will be back from school, and it'll be games and helping them until tea and then more general craziness until bath time (which is a struggle sometimes) and then bed time. They're supposed to have lights out by 19.00. I haven't gotten back from downstairs until at least 19.30 yet, but maybe that'll change. Saying goodnight to four children who really don't want to go to sleep and who'll do anything to get you to stay and talk to them is often a long process. I usually skip two of them. And then I'm free. Relatively. Depending on which day of the week it is.
It's a good time, really. I love the kids to bits. And I've started saying things like "lovely" and "a bit." And I think I might get a whole week off in the summer, and I'm definitely going to use it to go to Scotland or Ireland. If I don't get a whole week off, I might ask for a long weekend sometime. But the family's going to the grandparents this weekend, and I think I'm going to opt out so I can do some traveling and so I can practice my baking and cooking. I think mum and dad have an unrealistic idea about my cooking and baking skills. Oops.
So have fun waking up, some of you slackers back home. I'm only jealous slightly. I'm in England.
Woke up at 6.30 AM British time. Took a shower and got ready for when kids and dad came down at 7.00. Helped with breakfast and packing lunches. Helped with the frantic getting ready of the kids for school, as everyone's running late. While mum is away taking 3 oldest kids to school, I stay at home with Josiah, who's 2 (have I mentioned there are 4 kids yet?). After being coaxed by his dad to stay with me, we play a couple of games. After mum leaves again for excercising with friends, we dress up like pirates and run around the house hiding treasure and weathering storms. I think, unfortunately, mum might have a picture of us. Since we buried our treasure, we have to help one of the townspeople (mum) with some chores (putting away the wash) so we can earn money to eat (though Josiah is the only one who gets lunch at this point). Then it's time to make tea. And I mean tea as in the meal, the meal we normally think of as supper. I get to make my first real meal all on my own (well, Josiah tried to help me for a bit, but then he had lunch and was put down for a nap, because pirating just wore him out), and let me tell you, it's a bit nerve wracking. It's one of the children's favourite meals, so they'll know if I got it wrong. I spent about an hour and a half on it. Now I get to have lunch. It's about 14.00 over here, though I usually get to eat at 12.00 or earlier. In about an hour and a half, the other three children will be back from school, and it'll be games and helping them until tea and then more general craziness until bath time (which is a struggle sometimes) and then bed time. They're supposed to have lights out by 19.00. I haven't gotten back from downstairs until at least 19.30 yet, but maybe that'll change. Saying goodnight to four children who really don't want to go to sleep and who'll do anything to get you to stay and talk to them is often a long process. I usually skip two of them. And then I'm free. Relatively. Depending on which day of the week it is.
It's a good time, really. I love the kids to bits. And I've started saying things like "lovely" and "a bit." And I think I might get a whole week off in the summer, and I'm definitely going to use it to go to Scotland or Ireland. If I don't get a whole week off, I might ask for a long weekend sometime. But the family's going to the grandparents this weekend, and I think I'm going to opt out so I can do some traveling and so I can practice my baking and cooking. I think mum and dad have an unrealistic idea about my cooking and baking skills. Oops.
So have fun waking up, some of you slackers back home. I'm only jealous slightly. I'm in England.
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Friday, May 12, 2006
Thursday, May 11, 2006
just to prove my point
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