Monday, November 15, 2010

9 Days a Week

Last Saturday we went to Sasha'a 2nd birthday party complete with cake, presents, and children-at-heart.   Sasha is the daughter of our good friend's Val and Masha, and because all my baby brothers and nieces and nephews live so far away, I solely rely on Sasha to fulfill my local baby needs.  There was another baby there, but he went to sleep

Sunday we took Trevor's New Jersey friend, Mike P.,  to Neverland Ranch.  That's right, Michael Jackson's old stomping grounds. It used to look like this (see below), but they recently took down the wreath and the words and now it's just a plain ol' boring gate.  It was slightly disappointing.  There was a recent debate on whether or not to turn the property into a state park and other rumors claim Paris and Prince (two of Michael's kids) are going to buy the property.  (I get all my facts from Wikipedia)

Monday was the first day that day light savings hit me.  I know they say we get an extra hour of sleep, but it just doesn't feel like I'm getting anything extra besides darkness.  And that makes me tired and lazzzzzy.  And that's pretty much all I could think of on Monday.  I am so tired and I don't feel like doing anything.....

Tuesday I fell on the floor at work.  Terribly embarrassing.  Walking around, minding my own business....  Scurrying around the lab with my arms full of papers, turn the corner and boom I'm on the ground.  Luckily no one really saw it happen but my one co-worker who turned around and asked me what I was doing on the floor.  That caught a few more people's attention who turned around with curious, skeptical glances.  Nothing to see here folks, just a little bit of water, must have slipped.  No worries, I'll just go ahead and wipe it up.  I grab some paper towels and dab at the completely dry floor.  I could have sworn there was water there a second ago...

Wednesday I went to yoga class.  Ahhh yoga class. I LOVE yoga class.
This is not me.  There is no way in hell I can do this pose.   I would love to be able to to, but come on now let's be realistic... But it does, however, look like Santa Barbara

Thursday night was the night before Trevor's big conference and some of his old buddies were in town.  We went out to dinner and then over a friend's house where we sat around a pool table watching an Australian Shepherd try to herd the pool balls.  We also told jokes:
Q: Where did the General put his Armies?
A: In his sleevies!

Friday night was a big night for Trevor's conference.  One of the perks of dating a student is the free appetizers and happy hours whenever the school or department is entertaining prospective students, sponsors, or donors.  Unfortunately this particular conference was not ideal for party-crashers.   So instead I met up with Trevor's colleague's wife and we had beer and pizza and watched college football, just us girls.

Saturday was the second day of the conference.  That's right I said Saturday.  What blasphemy!  Stealing my weekend Trevor time!  He was gone all day 9-5.  To preoccupy myself I went shopping for 3 hours,  re-arranged all the furniture, re-arranged all the photos hanging on the wall, dusted everything, did 5 loads of laundry, hung out with Butterscrotch, watered the plants, road my bike to the beach, laid on the beach (yes it has been 76 degrees and sunny all week long), read a magazine, road my bike back home, then met up with Trev for dinner and babysat together.  And by together I mean Trevor slept the whole time while I was awake trying to get the baby to go to sleep.   Baby asleep, Trevor awake, parents back home and we watched Legends of the Fall over a bottle of wine....Tears, tears, tears...  Such a good movie!

Sunday....  Oh Sunday, how the dread of Monday ruins you!  Last Sunday I had bought a pair of tweezers to replace my only pair of tweezers that I had so gingerly packed in my luggage that is eternally lost....  I finally began purchasing replacements for the items I had lost.  And I have since lost those new replacement tweezers.  Tonight, after teaching Trev some new yoga breathing techniques I thought a little more about what I was doing the last I had them.. I know I had removed the tweezers from the packaging and then also opened up my new mascara, cover-up and deodarant.  I walked to the bathroom to put my new accessories away and throw out the packaging.  My tweezers weren't where I thought I'd put them and my only guess was that I might have been carrying my tweezers in my "garbage" hand and dumped them with the excess packaging.  Sure enough, after rummaging through the bin I finally find my tweezers in the bathroom garbage can.  Good-bye boy eyebrows!

Today, I also broke out the sewing machine and started "cutting and pasting" some of my old favorite clothes into new dresses....

Dress #1

Dress # 2

Dress # ?....OK, well,  I didn't make this one, but I did wear it while sewing.  The moo-moo is my new favorite wardrobe piece in fact.  Don't knock it till you try it! 

This weekend also marked a momentous family cousin, Maureen, had a baby =)  And thus begins the next generation of Powers, Meyers, Hannigans, Gannons, and so on and so forth!!
Here is Mo circa 1985 (?)

And here is Mo's brand new baby boy, Chris:


s-to-the-ally said...

Long live the moo moo!

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