My son is really into throwing these days. It's a problem because he's got a good arm. If he wants a block to hit your head, it will indeed hit your head. And when you discipline him, he tells you off. Nice. Generally, I'm very proud of my son's vocabulary, but not when it's used against me. Could be worse, right?
We're planning a few days in Wildwood, NJ at the end of July — my second "not Greece" vacation in 8 years, so I'm excited. I haven't been there in twenty years, so I'm hoping it's still the family place it once was. It was a mixed crowd of families and teens back then, tolerable because I was one of the teens. I'm not a beach person. I'll be the one donning a t-shirt and capri pants with sunblock #200. My son will be wearing a burkha. I've told him about this place and what to expect and so far, he's pretty excited about having an ice machine in the hallway. We have a thing for ice, you see. I'm looking forward to making some sand castles and random objects in the sand. My husband thinks he will "sit and read" for four days. What a dreamer...
What else? Work is on the slow side, so I'm grabbing every little project I can to get grocery money. It just means I'm working more during the day and less at night because of the nature of the deadlines. Not the end of the world, but I hate not knowing when I'm working and how big the project is. Ah, the life of a freelancer.
The weather...it's June and it's55 degrees. I don't get it.
Off to put some matchbox cars away because I just had one thrown at me. It's 9 AM. Think I can make it through the day? I'm predicting a meltdown (for me) by noon.
And OH, and I allowed to mention that my friend Wendi is on her way to Taiwan right now to pick up her daughter? She's waited a long time for this and I am soooo happy for her. This little girl is my son's future wife. (Susan, are you OK with this?)
Ah throwing. I remember the days. Of course I still get told off.
You could be here. It's 75 inside my house (at 9:00 a.m.) and it's only going up from here. And there is no such thing as AC in the Northwest. And I have you beat on the meltdown. I had one about 10 minutes ago.
Posted by: elle | 04 June 2009 at 12:11 PM
I'll keep my fingers crossed that your trip doesn't include ice cubes being chucked at your head. lol. Several days of reading sure sounds nice... I like the hubster's idea.
As for the weather, yeah... it sucks. I think we get your weather about 2 days before you. I'll warn you if a snow storm is heading your way!
Posted by: christen | 04 June 2009 at 04:27 PM
ExCUSE me??? Ok, Lia has a temporary advantage, being that we're all over the moon for her impending arrival...
Btw, almost daily now I think of a sentence you blogged a little while back. "This kiss-my-ass attitude he's walking around with is exhausting". Monkey's been tossing around that exact attitude, although she does add in the cutest little defiant hair/shoulder flip. Arrgh!
Posted by: Susan | 04 June 2009 at 06:51 PM
Maybe the next time he tells you off he could put you in time out. Doesn't a little time out sound good right now?
Still cracking up about being able to read for four days. Ummm...what's your genius child going to be reading?
Posted by: kate | 05 June 2009 at 10:11 AM
Hello Gorgeous!
Posted by: espe | 05 June 2009 at 10:32 PM
There ya go! GO TO BED.
Posted by: annmarie | 05 June 2009 at 11:16 PM