Saturday, July 21, 2007

Here I sit.

Here I sit, wasting time, the day running on its last bought of minutes. 68 to be exact. I have no idea what I want to write, or where I want to write it, which I why I come here. It seems as if this blog is good for a lot of nothing that in all reality means a lifetime. Whatever that means.

The day started off with waking at 5:55, to dogs barking uncontrolably. Yes, it was Sammie. And of course it was due to provoking dogs next door. I had to yell at my dog, even though I knew it wasn't her fault. The neighbors were outside (still?) Their son, in the military, is back home, so the night was full of tales and drinking and revving motors (have I mentioned how much I love this neighborhood...sarcasm). The day resumed after a tad bit more sleeping, only this time, yelling at the neighbors at 6:55 a.m. Needless to say, the dogs shut their kibble holes (I always used to tell the rooster to shut his seed hole...). Like pie hole. But, yeah. Fun times.

Not this morning. Kind of a bad way to start the day.

I wanted to remain positive, however. So Peter, Paul, and Mary went into the CD player as soon as Johnna woke. Then I made her a buttermilk pancake, banana, and milk, and decided a morning walk might do the trick.

But, at 10, the weather already seemed draining. We trudged on, collecting the mail from the P.O. Box, stopping at the park by the historic city offices building, playing on the swings and "bouncers" (a chicken, a hippo, and a pony), gazed at the fountain near the entrance, and then continued UPHILL home.

Unfortunately, I had forgotten MY water, the sun beating on my back, the non-existant breeze: it was all making me crabby. I could feel it.

When we finally got home, it was 11:30. I filled Johnna's pool (to warm up for later), then decided it would be GREAT to hang the diapers on a clothesline outside. However, we do not have a clothes line. That doesn't necessarily mean we did not have one.

Johnna and I looked throughout the garage and came up with a plan: we would hang Sammie's old cable from one part of the house, to something else. The two outdoor light fixures worked perfectly! One end from the side door, the other end from the garage door. What made me extra crabby was that I could not find the clothes pins anywhere! So...that idea flopped.

Then I HAD to shower. Then I made Johnna a fried egg, sliced fresh peach, two graham crackers, and some chocolate milk. She is 100% off bottles now, and 100% of the added chocolate kwik, but today, after all the turmoil, I figured she deserved a little treat.

then it was her nap time. And I crashed on the couch and looked up and out the windows to the sky, watching faint clouds whisp by and disappear into nothing. I don't think I have ever seen that before.

John came home during her nap time. Then the day moved like any other: snacks, another shower, playing guitars and reading books on baseball stadiums throughout history, hard boiling eggs, doing a load of dishes, and picnicing outdoors.

We played outdoors until bedtime. (I LOVE not having TV!) We went down to the park and played frisbee, let Johnna run around in the diaper I sewed, along with a red flannel shirt. She played in the sand around the horseshoe area, scurried around to the swings and the bouncers.

Two parks in one day. They are sleeping. I haven't done much, it seems. I picked up toys and folding three loads of laundry. And here I am, wasting time. I just want to say that I don't want to clip out 'help wanted ads' because I am set that I will work at the lab again someday. I don't care how soon or how far away. That is the job I will have.

Labels: day, jobs, park, picnic, walk

Melissa at 10:52 PM

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