Ho-hum

Not much going on here. I've kinda been caught up in a whirlwind of school finishing, my cousin visiting, and Nick leaving for L.A. for a few days. I never thought school would end. The last few days were torture. But my cousin was here during that time which made it bearable. She comes from a very musically talented family, so we were treated to live accordion & guitar often. It was great. I highly recommend cooking while someone plays accordion in the kitchen!

And Nick is out in LA visiting our best man for a long weekend. I bought him the ticket back when winter was neverending and I figured he needed to see the sun. Little did I know it would be chilly and raining for a solid month before he left so he would still need that trip in June. It's raining now. Of course it is. A friend of mine said he's going to build an ark soon. Nick and I are toying with the idea of going to Aruba in August so that we'll at least get five days of summer. I don't know... we have the money to do it, but it would pretty much use all of it. So we can either have savings, or do the irresponsible thing and go to Aruba. I'm on the fence. But all this rain is making me loco.

So I've been a single parent for a few days, and it's actually working out well. I've been putting a lot of effort into doing things with her, like going to the park, so I'm more tired than I would be if I stuck her in front of the TV (which, don't get me wrong, I'm still doing for an hour a day so I can catch up on Facebook and cook dinner). I'm not sleeping as well without Nick home. Two nights ago, I couldn't sleep even with a Tylenol PM. When I finally started to drift off around midnight, we got a huge thunderstorm that sounded like it was directly on top of our house. And it lasted for hours. It woke up Sascha (who has slept through smoke alarms) and gave me an excuse to bring her into my bed. The storm and her thrashing kept me awake until 3, but a few times she snuggled herself into me, and reached for my hand. I got 3.5 hrs of sleep that night but it was worth it.

Today we went to pick strawberries and I taught her how to take the stem off before she ate them, and she went to town. The strawberries babysat my kid while I picked. But I am wiped. After she goes to bed, I am just cooked, which blows because that's the perfect time to clean bathrooms or whatever. But every night I end up choosing the whatever. Tonight I have to make that be a shower, since I haven't showered in three days. I really want to get into bed with a glass of wine and "Mamma Mia" but it's already so late. (What. 9 IS late. Shut up.) (also, ignore the time at the bottom of this post-- I still can't fix that stupid thing.)

I'm too exhausted to write more so I'll finish with a story from the neighbor's birthday party we went to tonight. First of all, she got on this swing-- it's like a see-saw swing? this thing-- and figured out how to do it herself, so I could actually leave her alone, and go in the house to have some grown-up time, and she didn't scream. Which was a miracle. She played with the other kids, even through the rain. She came in as I was saying my goodbyes, and I picked her up. She was a little damp (it wasn't raining hard), but after a minute some water started streaming down my arm, coming from her. I was like "what the hell?" wondering if she was really that wet. Well, no, but her diaper was waterlogged, so she was peeing down her leg, down my arm, and onto my neighbor's kitchen floor. Everyone laughed but I was a little mortified. Fortunately the neighbor has a good sense of humor. She has to; my dad is her gynecologist.