Apr. 21st, 2014

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Friday - Spent 4 hours trying to figure out a problem for a customer. I don't know what's going on. Gah. Got home, totally frustrated, held onto my kidz, went to bed early.

Friday night
- Emi threw up twice in the night. Both times required sheet and pj changes and new blankies. Much tears. So laundry.

Saturday - Ox was up at the crack of dawn. Luckily, Downwood let me sleep in a bit. I finished sewing my black & key skirt (all hail the serger!), played a bit of GW2, and went to get my hair did and eyebrows defuzzed.

While at the salon, my hairdresser (who I adore) asked about our evening plans. I said that we were having a date night and going to a concert, so instead of blowdrying my hair straight (and making it way more awesome than when I attempt same), she curled it. And it was FANTASTIC. I went home and slapped on some makeup so that the rest of me would match my awesome hair. I mean, seriously fantastic hair. Wowza.

Saturday afternoon/night - MiL stayed with the kidz and Downwood and I traded in his old Jeep for a new Kia Sorento. It took 2.5 HOURS to get the paperwork done. I was starving and totally ticked off by the end of it. But, I've signed my life away for a while longer in exchange for a vehicle that I'll trust to shuttle my kids around. It's a lovely car, with lots of storage, and enough seats so that we could bring friends with us to Faire or Chicago museum trip or other places.

We had just enough time to hit the McD's drive through before the S.J. Tucker concert. It was fantastic. I just love her so damn much and was sad that I was on the inside of our row of seats so I couldn't just get up, go to the back, and dance. I'm no bard - I can't make music at all - but I love it. It makes me want to move and interpret what I'm hearing. I connect to it in my soul and my soul wants to dance. Bleah.

Sunday morning - Ox got up at the crack of dawn. Again. I hid plastic eggs of jelly beans on the deck and in the yard. When Emi finally woke up, she searched the house for the basket she knew the Easter Lion would have left for her. She finally saw both baskets sitting on the deck, just outside the glass. Both kids raced outside to fine everything they could. It was kind of magical.

After a bit, we changed everyone into clean, nice clothes and went out for brunch at the local nice hotel. All hail mimosa! And traditional Swiss dishes! And strawberry shortcake! And steak! And other noms! Emi had ham, fruit, and salad. Ox had some rice crackers, a strawberry, and almost took a nap sitting in the booth. I ate so much that I wasn't really hungry again until today.

Sunday afternoon - MiL went home, Ox napped, Emi whined. Downwood and I played GW2 and I washed all the clothes. I got some good progress made on another UFO from my craft table. I wrote out the next couple steps on my ongoing to-do list in HabitRPG, so I can check those off as I accomplish them. My brain likes having bite-sized chunks of reality to deal with at a time.

Sunday night - Oh, wow, were we all tired. Ox passed out as I was reading him books (so cute). Emi was so, so, so tired, but wouldn't admit it. Such drama. So whiny. I went to bed early.

Today - looking forward to dance class! I've paid my invoice for my new henna supplier and the white glitter kit. I've looked at the list of craft and art fairs in our small town and am considering how to ask for a booth. That probably means I should keep receipts and stuff, which sounds like way more work than I feel ready for. Dunno.

I'm excited about the Cairo Street Party. I'm proud of how well I'm doing with the German Duolingo. I have some really good books to listen to and to read. I have Friday off work! I have an appointment on Saturday to get my wrist tattoo touched up. I have presents for my sister. I have new music on my phone to listen to. I have friends and sunshine and almond lattes. Today is so far a good day. Yes.

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