Long drive in today because of an overturned multi-axel truck on 95. Long as in: I put the car in park for 30 minutes.
This is a post of unrelated and meaningless minutiae.
As I was turning on the TV last night to find Sesame Street, a Christina Aguilera video popped up in the corner of the on demand screen and Grace shouted, “Hey! That’s CandyMan!” – thoroughly terrifying. Is she watching MTV with Anastasia? No idea how that is happening. Reminds me of Whit’s early days when he watched non-stop BET with Antoinette until the wee hours. He doesn’t seem to have picked up any rhythm by osmosis, at least as far as I can tell.
In the good-save annals: Mimi was here this past Saturday. She tubbed the kids and got them ready for bed, and as we were going out I gave a diapered Whit a hug. Oops, he was wearing a swim diaper. Would have been a long and wet night.
Last night was my favorite kind of evening at home: put the kids to bed, spent about an hour on the computer and then climbed into bed with my book. At 9:00 my eyes felt heavy and I decided to just see if I could fall asleep. I passed out and woke up by myself at 6am. One of those nights of sleep where the bed was barely disturbed, still looked made. I so rarely sleep like that – divine.
Having dinner tonight with Sarah DiTroia and Julia Clarkson and I can’t wait. I NEVER see them and it’s such a treat to have a chance to visit and catch up. And tomorrow is a day of car maintenance for me. Just hoping I can squeeze in a run in between the Subaru and Volvo dealerships, Whit’s art class, and Grace’s swim class. Now that I think about it, doesn’t look very promising!