Easter Bunny, A Purple Finger and Hot Pink Pants!
Wowza, it feels like forever since my last post. Apologies to all! I’m back! This one will be a quick summary of the last few weeks around here.
To start with, I took the little ones to visit my sister and her handsome beau over Easter weekend. It was the tots’ spring break week to begin with so a long weekend was a perfect fit. We left daddy at home this time for a little bit of rest, which he turned into a major “honey do” weekend instead (no complaints here!) My boys were exceptional travelers and considering their ages and all of the changing variables with taking them out of town, we had a mighty fine weekend! We romped around a favorite playground, tried several new restaurants (Fox Brothers Barbeque & Osteria del Figo – I HIGHLY recommend both!), descended upon the aquarium and the zoo (not mama’s smartest idea considering it was spring break and Easter weekend), dyed eggs and had a visit from the Easter bunny. Mr. Bunny even left eggs all over the apartment for the tots to find when they woke up!
Our hosts were super prepared and so hands-on with the kids, as they always are. It was almost like a mini-vacation for mama with all the extra help with meals, baths, play and bedtimes. A slice of heaven if I may say so. Evan’s little air mattress was set up by Auntie’s side of the bed and she made him quite the cozy little nest. I toted along the good ‘ol pack & play for Zeb (who barely still fits in it!) and set him up in their office. And I had the living room and sofa bed all to myself. With a consistent routine for the kids and team work when getting everyone showered, dressed and ready to go we had many adventures and the weather cooperated mostly. Our one grey, cold-ish day was spent indoors at the CNN Center and the aquarium. Both boys LOVED all the fish. The moving tunnel was enthralling and the giant tank wall had our attention for an extended amount of time. We got through the sections we could, maneuvered as best we could amidst the massive crowds and just enjoyed ourselves. The zoo was just as busy, but there was more elbow room so it didn’t feel as cramped. Seeing the kids’ faces at these different places was truly all the happiness I could want as a mother. We had the obligatory “special treats” associated with the act of vacationing…a special outing with Auntie to “Sublime Doughnuts” to pick out some of the most frou-frou/gourmet doughnuts I’ve seen, and a post-zoo cool down at Yoforia. Our bedtimes were a little later than usual, but with Auntie and Uncle on hand, their services were greatly preferred over mama’s and bedtime ran smoothly.
I was able to relax and enjoy my hosts’ company after the tots were asleep. We enjoyed hot tea and some mindless tv while we just yapped and caught up on everything with each other. With the stunning skyline view, and the great joy of being comfortable with my temporary caretakers I could not have asked for a better way to end the days.
My purple finger came about this past weekend. My husband and I have been trying to make up for the multi-year lapse in meticulously caring for our yard. Mainly regarding weeding and patio care. We spent this past Sunday outside as it was gloriously sunny and the temperatures were PERFECT. The boys played in and around their freshly cleaned out playhouse while daddy mowed the lawn and mama went to work on some major weeds. All was happy in our little yard until almost lunchtime. I had halted weed pulling to go start digging up our granite patio around back, as we are re-doing this area soon and wanted to do the demo ourselves to save some moola. I had on my leather gloves, was rocking the shovel and was slowly digging up one (enormous and heavy) granite brick at a time, loading it onto the cart and toting a full cart to the back corner of the yard to stack and keep until we can decide whether to re-purpose them or donate them. Well, I was loading a brick in the cart and managed to completely crush my left ring finger in between two. It nearly took my breath away and I thought I might pass out…initially likening the pain to the pain of giving birth but IN MY FINGER. Oh sweet baby Jesus, did it hurt! I cried like a little girl, Matt babied me and helped me ice my already swollen and purple finger and I pulled it together. I didn’t think it was broken, but I was pretty darn sure the nail wasn’t going to make it. Never having lost a nail before in this manner, I am totally skeeved out and am picturing scenes from “The Fly” in my mind, which isn’t helping anything. A trip to the doctor’s office on Monday confirmed that there was no broken bone, but I did a bang-up job (pun intended) on my poor finger, and was told that there is no fix for this, I just have to wait for the nail to fall off (seriously gross, right?) and then and only then will the pressure in my bulbous fingertip be relieved. I am so not looking forward to this.
And yeah, since I described it, I had to give you a visual reference, too. It’s no good. This particular activity – I do not recommend.
On a super amazing note, I ran by the mall the other day before I picked up the kids from preschool and scored some Neon Pink skinny-ish jeans from Gap! I never go in Gap, I’ve never been able to fit in their clothing. But a window display drew me in ~ me to the color pink is like a moth to a bug zapper, but without the electrocution and dying part… ~ and I tried on a pair. Well, folks – the size 12 I picked up was too big.
My inner monologue was something like this: Um, huh? Yeah, I double checked the size and noted my confused gaze in the mirror. Um…I’m in Gap, and these 12’s are too big. Is this right? Did they mislabel this pair? Oh my god. What do I do? Hi, yes – I’m doing great, but would you grab these in a 10, pretty please? Did I just say that to the sales associate? Awesome. Am I dreaming?
And here is the awesome pink find – the neon color isn’t showing up properly, but they are HOT and I CANNOT wait to wear them! After I find out from my sister what one wears with neon pants…
