Happy days

We just sent our friends from London on their way south. They arrived to us Saturday and the last few days have been an alcohol-induced fog. The Orbit gum must do a trick because no one asked me if I'd been swimming in a vat of red wine when I dropped E off to daycare. Whew! lol

The few days involved us hiring a babysitter (the girl at the daycare) and enjoying an adult-only drinks and appetizers fest at the Matador in our 'hood. It also involved us both calling in "well" on Monday and heading into downtown for a day of sightseeing (and more beer, for them. I chose to be DD since someone had to pick up the child) on the most beautiful day this week. They went Pike Place and picked up some of the biggest halibut steaks I've ever seen (if only I had a photo) and made us dinner that night. Needless to say, I did not finish mine!

Last night we met up for drinks with some other friends at a small park in our 'hood to watch the sunset. It was another decadent night of indulging and staying up too late and with the dreary cloudy weather today, it's a wonder if I will ever wake up. I think I better go to the gym because if I don't, E and I will be heading to bed at the same time tonight.

Camping this weekend! We are going to Deception Pass State Park and we can't wait.

A lesson

Can I tell you how hard it is to get a close up (and a smile) of this one? She's always grabbing at the camera and I have to use one hand and hold it away from myself, hence that her head is cut-off. Ah well. She's still a cutie. lol

Yesterday I picked her up at daycare which is maybe 3 miles from our shed (that would be our "wee" house) and I had to stop for gas and she was happy as a clam. As soon as we pulled back on the road, the wild crying baby started in and after a while, it was all I could do to get home. You know, you stop saying 'what is it, pet?' because frankly, she ain't able to tell you, she just cries harder. I could've stopped but I wanted to get home because I knew once out of her carseat, she'd be okay again. And she was.

So, I plop her down on the floor like I usually do and I'm going to run back out to the car to get all my stuff from the day and she starts crying hysterically like 'don't leave me!' So, I sigh, and do not go out to the car but decide to try and clean up so I'm to and fro-ing and she's crying and I'm starting to get a little pissy because I need to get sh!t done. You know how you need to get sh!t done. So, although I was frustrated and grouchy by this point, I decide to lift up my little punkin and sit on the couch with her and she smiles and my blood pressure goes down considerably and what I realized is sometimes you just have to chill out. What sh!t needs to get done that badly?

Did I mention I think she's getting at least two more teeth? Yep, that's the fussy behavior. Poor thing. By the way, we got over our woe-is-me thing. Thanks to everyone's responses. Lori, we'd love to hang out with you guys anytime, we aren't age elitists (regardless of how my post may have seemed. :))! Hello insomnia, maybe we'll see you at the park again sometime.

Our new latest fun thing

I love this jumper thingy. It tires out a very active 10-month old baby even easier than she normally tires out herself. She can jump in this thing endlessly. And she's smilin' the whole time. It's awesome!

M and I are going through our woe-is-me, why-don't-we-have-friends stage again. I mean, we DO have friends. We have a few super nice people we see regularly, a few wonderful people we see less regularly and some we see because we invite them over and they never, ever, ever invite us over again. We both have smelled ourselves and think we smell fine. We have other friends so we know it's not "us" per se. We absolutely cannot for the life of us find other like minded parent types that just need a little adult conversation while their children poke each others eyes out and bonk each other over the head with toys (fortunately soft toys at this age!). Excuse me, let me re-phrase that, we can FIND those people but unless we invite them to do something, we would never see them again. Ever.

How hard can it be to meet 30 something people with babies who want to make the acquaintance with other 30 something people with babies? As much as I love M and he's my best friend and I his, we do spend 24/7 with each other and so sometimes finding new things to talk about can get difficult. Sometimes M might like to find someone to discuss his house remodeling stuff with who actually understands what he's talking about and I like to talk about what E's doing now and whether it's normal or whacky or just plain odd. I know people move in and out of Seattle and I'm sure that not all the people here already have friends and family that occupy their whole weekend but where ARE these people? Where are the people who have a couple hours to spare with friends - to make friends? How do I do this? I've done it a lot as a single and I know it's hard. I know meeting people you connect with is as hard as finding a pair of shorts to fit this post pregnancy body (is that a good one? I couldn't decide... maybe I'll think of something better as I type along) but I keep trying. I don't try TOO hard but I try..

I know these people are out there. I've seen them at Easy Street having breakfast too early like we are (although why we continue to eat there is beyond me as it is not.that.good), I've seen them walking at Alki and at Lincoln Park. I've seen them. Maybe some day, they'll see us too.