Under the Weather

I have been really down for the past week really with the cold to end all colds. It started out as a little nagging cold and has morphed into one of those colds that you want to do nothing but NyQuil the hell out of yourself and not wake-up for three days. If anyone ever wants to know what the worst part of being a stay-at-home is, no sick days-ever. It is made worse, however, because this is the a week where I would normally be on the internet non-stop because two exciting things have happened.

1) New president. Despite being excited that it is a Democrat, a little known fact about my husband and myself is that we are total policy junkies. Our time in DC is always dredged up when a new administration starts because we know what an exciting place DC can be when everyone is fired up. Somewhere the minutiae of everything the new administration is doing is being discussed, and I am not reading all of it!

2) Oscars. As longtime blog readers know, Chad and I are Oscars obsessed. Once upon a time we saw them all, this year, not so much. To compensate Chad and I usually read every prediction because the one thing Chad and I allow ourselves to get competitive with each other about is our Oscar pool. Usually, trying to compete with a lawyer is your own funeral, but I consistently kick his ass with the Oscar pool. And every year it is just as sweet.

I also am planning a fun baby shower and all manner of social worker craziness, so a three day nap to gear up would be really nice. . .

Ellie and Olivia attended a Fancy Nancy dress-up party this weekend. What can I say? To some girls, it's a party, to some it's a lifestyle.

We Were Here

Where were you on the big day?

Burn Baby Burn

SO Chad and I spent our Saturday night drinking blue drinks, throwing shoes and generally enjoying being a Democrat. It happens so rarely that we as a group have cause to celebrate that we had to take advantage. This was the climax of the evening, he went up in flames nearly as quickly as his approval ratings.

Olivia and I are going to spend tomorrow reading books about the White House, watching the inauguration live at our children's museum and then getting booster shots. Fun!

We May Have Forgotten To Mention

Okay everybody I have an embarrassing confession to make, I have some news that I may or may have shared with you. Understand first that I am tired, very tired. Second, This isn't the kind of news where you get to just send out the mass e-mail with something simple like "We bought a house! or I'm pregnant!" But we are very excited to tell everyone that last Fall Chad and I applied to adopt a second child from state foster care. We have spent the last several months completing the home study portion of the process and after what seems like yet another interview tonight we have been told that we will be finished in March. Yeah! We have tried hard to tell everyone one by one over the past few months, but I know that with all that has gone on over the past few months I may have missed some people and for that I am sorry.

At first there was nothing to tell, we didn't know how long it would take, what kind of child we would be getting, anything. We don't know much more now but we can see the light at the end of the tunnel and we are starting to get very excited. Olivia has been told that we will be having a kid come and stay with us and that's it, but that is enough to be thrilling to her. We know that we have a hard road ahead, but know that we have great friends and family to support us.

I know that it is weird to announce that you are adding to your family you just don't know how or when. Is feels a little like saying, hey I know someday I am going to get promoted. So thanks to everyone that we have told and has been supportive, we hope to have more info for everyone soon.

It's Official, God Hates Me

SO when did we start renovating the kitchen, June? My microwave has been sitting on my living room floor for seven months. While all that squatting may be giving me a J-Lo ass, lying on my stomach to clean the fucking thing has been no picnic. Confused as to why someone who has gone on long tirades against pre-packaged foods uses her microwave so much? I have a four year-old. That kid has to microwave everything. All drinks must be microwaved for 20 seconds, all food, she would put her clothes in that microwave if I let her. For the simple reason that it is an apparatus that she can work ALL BY HERSELF. Until she realizes that she can't because she has to squat down to get it out too.

So Thursday I finally had a meltdown and called out the lesbian posse to rehang the microwave and all day long I did a little dance about not having to lay on the floor to clean the microwave. After two hours, the thing was hung, and it was beautiful until we realized the motherfucking thing would not turn on. An hour later, the troubleshooting guide run through twice, I now have no microwave at all.

It was hubris, folly. God is punishing me for just not being grateful that I had a working microwave and now i doomed to dry the tears of four sobbing kid because her milk is cold.

Photo Dump

Here are some photos of us at Nutcracker and our borderline Charlie Brown tree. Next year I want the tree to be truly scraggly, not just small.

Yeah, good luck getting her to sleep last night. If anyone is looking for Chad he is right here, doing this.

hey baby

Our house has spent the last few days getting ready for 2009. We put away the Christmas stuff (hello living room, I missed you so) and made some nice inroads into our to-do lists. So tonight at dinner I ask Olivia what her resolutions for 2009 are; I explain that resolutions are getting rid of bad habits or making more time for things you enjoy doing. Chad suggests that she resolve to stop sucking her thumb. She replies that since she doesn't believe sucking her thumb to be bad, it cannot be a bad habit. So we move on to my resolutions, however we only made it as far as number one-to get Olivia ready to start school. After that it was all talk about how she was ready and, in fact, she would prefer that kindergarten start tomorrow. So I ask her what i am going to do while she is in school and her reply is, no lie, "Drink wine and cry." Little does she know that by the time September rolls around it will be happy tears. By then I might also be actually drinking wine, since my child tells everybody that I do so I might as well start. This is after she told me earlier this evening that she wants an additional mother who will be more accommodating with producing siblings in baby form.

So starting tomorrow Olivia is getting her wish and we are borrowing a friend's baby for a week just to shut her up (and to fill the gap in her child care). After hour four of baby whimpers and poop diapers we'll see who wants a baby brother. Do i have any wine in the house?

SO i spent my fresh, clean first day of the new year haggling with used car salesmen and ended the day eating a gyro in a gas station. I am torn about that, on the one hand i am thrilled to have found a supply of freshly made Greek yogurt, on the other hand I am totally creeped out by the fact that it is in the gas station next to my house.

I guess that when it comes down to it i am a glass half-empty girl.