Since yesterday afternoon have barely been able to turn my head – my neck is all seized up and I have no idea why. The hypochondriac in me is worried that the MS they thought I had 5-6 years ago has reared its head again … the practical in me thinks it is the new car and not having the seats right.
Either way, it sucks!
Pictures above are from Margo – I just love them. The friend is Colin who is near and dear to both Gracie and Whit. We can’t wait to welcome his new brother or sister this summer! One moment of self congratulation for downloading the scanner drivers from hp.com all by myself, and now I’m successfully scanning on the new mac … getting so darned tech-savvy it’s amazing. HP has endeared themselves to me by providing a free return mail envelope to send in used printer cartridges. This is exactly the kind of initiative we need! (says the SUV driving girl … argh!)
Has been a day of car maintenance for me. Morning drop off at Subaru, then off to Volvo for some more paperwork and stickers and blah blah blah and then back to Subaru … now taking Grace to Full Moon with Wendy and her kids so Wendy and I can talk alumni council/board stuff.
Feels today as though spring is really around the corner. I’m looking forward to April, with a trip to see Hadley & Charlotte, a SF trip for work, and hopefully increased comfort/responsibility/in-the-grooveness at work.
PS I am now a serious NPR listener. Last night they compared the attorney general to Godot. Only on wbur.
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!
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Pouring snow. It’s beautiful, and actually totally bearable to me in the same way that getting slammed at work is fine the week before vacation. Hard to believe, though, that on Wednesday evening I was walking in New York in just a shirt.
Grace announced today that she loves Fireman Sam, Peter Pan, and princesses. That seems a manageable triumvirate.
We have a new family member! Catherine Ellen Russell was born on Wednesday and came home today. Can’t wait to meet her this weekend. Grace has been drawing and writing cards for her non-stop and might be the most excited of all.
Driving home from lunch with Annie, Paige, and Brooke, Kenny Loggins’ “Whenever I Call You Friend” came on the radio and I was flooded with memories of Kendall and Charlotte and 402-403 Forbes. The snow kind of takes me back there too, since it was an icy and snowy winter and I was on crutches. I remember Kendall and Charlotte dancing around the room to Kenny singing while I lay in bed … incredible how vivid some of the most tiny memories are. Beattie really did capture it best:
“Who expects small things to survive when even the largest get lost? People forget years and remember moments.” (Snow, from Where You’ll Find Me)
VEGETABLES
The day went from zero to sixty fast. I met Steph and Elizabeth and their respective progeny at Full Moon – I wanted to see Eliz before she took off for Natches and also wanted to see the shirts she is selling. Bought matching shirts for Matt & Whit.
Then home to an evening of vegetables. The organic bin was big last week and I had a lot to deal with. So I made potato leek soup, with shallots thrown in for extra leekiness, and also creamed spinach, and pan roasted broccoli, and toast with avocado and melted cheddar on top. Pretty much more vegetables than I’ve had in a month. I think I did my part to stave off scurvy, at least for a bit.
In other news, I used the word frisson in conversation today. Top that.