Rambling update of nothing....
I had no idea that it'd been so long since my last post. Funny. It doesn't seem that my phone app has improved my frequency at all. I'm not sure I should be surprised. For someone who truly enjoys writing, I sure do manage to find a million other things to do before I sit down to write.
If I give myself a moment to think, I'm sure that I can come up with chores to complete, but I'm enjoying sitting in one place.
It's a holiday, which means that Adam is on the couch watching TV and Nora has been thrown off her usual play schedule. She's watched more TV this weekend than total TV in her entire young little life. I am not going to let the guilt bring me down, though. Tomorrow is a new day and we can play all she wants. Sort of.
Nora is changing and growing in all of those good ways. She's listening and following detailed instructions with ease. I know, it's dumb, but watching your kid go into the other room and grab a specific toy and bring it back to you is marvelous. So many fewer trips into the other room! Ha. Okay, that's not the only reason. It's also very cool to just be able to talk to her and not feel like she's a blob who doesn't understand anything you say.
Of course, now she understands what I say I have to be more careful about what I say. Joy. My sailor-mouth days are numbered. I like the low-class edge it's given me. (Does sarcasm translate?)
We are still ridiculous poor, but I'm finally adjusting. I'm making the best of the situation. Finding humor. Doing all of that really useful mature stuff that you'd expect out of someone my age. Kudos to me.
If I can't manage to start approaching these entries with more structure, I may have to just quit. If all I'm going to do is ramble, I can do that by hand and not share it with the world.
If I give myself a moment to think, I'm sure that I can come up with chores to complete, but I'm enjoying sitting in one place.
It's a holiday, which means that Adam is on the couch watching TV and Nora has been thrown off her usual play schedule. She's watched more TV this weekend than total TV in her entire young little life. I am not going to let the guilt bring me down, though. Tomorrow is a new day and we can play all she wants. Sort of.
Nora is changing and growing in all of those good ways. She's listening and following detailed instructions with ease. I know, it's dumb, but watching your kid go into the other room and grab a specific toy and bring it back to you is marvelous. So many fewer trips into the other room! Ha. Okay, that's not the only reason. It's also very cool to just be able to talk to her and not feel like she's a blob who doesn't understand anything you say.
Of course, now she understands what I say I have to be more careful about what I say. Joy. My sailor-mouth days are numbered. I like the low-class edge it's given me. (Does sarcasm translate?)
We are still ridiculous poor, but I'm finally adjusting. I'm making the best of the situation. Finding humor. Doing all of that really useful mature stuff that you'd expect out of someone my age. Kudos to me.
If I can't manage to start approaching these entries with more structure, I may have to just quit. If all I'm going to do is ramble, I can do that by hand and not share it with the world.
Comments
I love rambles!!
Do you put off writing because you're imposing some expectations on yourself??
I'm just curious because when I blog it is just total word vomit stream-of-consciousness blather. It's relieving to me..even if it may not draw readers.
Interested in your breakfast burritos too. Roommate would LOVE if I did that!!
hugs to you. I love reading whatever it is you write. Just let it flow!!