Well.
All right! That sure was a whole lot of opinions! I am not at all hyperventilating from all the opinions! And now I kind of want to run away from the Internet forever and ever, but I’m fighting that urge with all my might.
Let’s move on, shall we?
So Eden has left me because apparently she lives somewhere else and her family is there, and she can’t stay here, Alice, get off my leg. Whatever. We originally had planned for her to come for a whole month, but that didn’t work out, and I think I can speak for both of us when I say Thank God. Because while having her here was fantastic, and we got an amazing amount done, my brain couldn’t take much more work. If I were a cartoon, and I wish I were, the top of my head would be oversize and throbbing. And with my powers of telekinesis I could rule the world!
I can’t even think of anything more to say, is how mentally exhausted I am. Henry’s home sick, and we’re going to watch The Sound of Music, and that’s about the level of stimulation I can handle right now. It might be a little too much, come to think of it. All that singing! If we could just dim the lights and put “Edelweiss” on a loop, that would be…not…bad. Let's just turn the volume down to a murmur, okay? Ow.












January 22, 2010
Reader Comments (15)
I could use me one of those....
enjoy, Alice.
Also, about the previous entry, my head would have started spinning and fallen right off. I can't believe yours hasn't yet. You are my hero.
Sadie at heymamas
I hope he likes The Sound of Music!
I know that this is an unpopular opinion but seriously, I have loathed that movie all my years. I once, in protest to watching it at a Youth Group lock-in, took a book and sat in the far corner of the basement to read because I wanted nothing to do with it.
In regards to your previous entry, I just wanted to say (because I think Henry and I are kindred spirits in some way, for I was the kid who wanted to read and play with Legos and stave off human interaction as best I could): I hated all activities, classes, and after-school programs until I was eight or nine. When I was in first and second grade my mother forced me into soccer and Girl Scouts and swim lessons and dance classes and with every one, I was faking sick within two weeks' time and spending my "sick" days holing up in my room with a book. But as I got a little older, I naturally found things I was interested and discovered there were more possibilities for me. Like piano lessons and independent Scout badges and basketball. It just took me a little longer to become self actualized and realize that I didn't want to be home alone all of the time, but rather just most of it.
Ignore the comments. Hyperventilate as much as you need to. Then pour yourself a glass of wine as a reward for being brave enough to even HAVE a kid.