Friday, September 19, 2008

Order VS. Chaos

I started my new job this week at the library. So far it has been great. I sort and shelve books for four hours a night. Doesn't sound like fun to most people but, most people don't alphabetize their CDs either. I love order and knowing where to find things ... always.

This poses a problem in my house, Ryno is messy and resists order of any kind. He can never seem to find his keys, wallet, phone, brain ... ok, maybe the last one is always in the same place but if it wasn't part of him he would probably lose it too. We have a key rack in our kitchen and I ALWAYS hang my keys up. Ryno never does. But, when I see his keys in random places I usually pick them up and hang them up. Then when he needs his keys he can never find them because I have actually put them away for him. You would think he would be used to this by now, but it seems that they key rack is the last place on earth he looks.

I also find it amusing to watch him look for the oven mitts
to take something out of the oven ... the oven mitts are in the second drawer to the left of the oven; the same place they have been since we moved into our house more than 6 years ago. But, he can never seem to remember this. He opens every drawer except for that one looking for them. I have to laugh. He says things like, that is not where his mom kept the oven mitts when he was growing up ... hello, it has been more than 10 years since you lived with your mom!

It seems I have passed my obsessive-compulsive organizing nature onto D-Man. He likes things just so. If something is not in the right place he will stand there and point and make strange sounds or say, "Momma, Momma" until I come remedy the problem.
He has to have all plugs plugged into outlets, cabinets closed, closet doors closed, remote controls put away, I-Pod docked and dirty clothes thrown down the stairs, (Ryno has a hard time with this one because he leaves his clothes wherever in the bedroom and regardless of whether or not they are dirty they end up down the stairs if not put away.) Ryno blames me for teaching D-Man these things. But, I do not remember teaching him any of these things. It must be a trait he was born with, undoubtedly passed on by me.The one area this does not translate is his toys. He doesn't seem to care about the disarray in this one area. He has no problem spreading them throughout the whole house.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Food N Hair


My Son likes to play with his food, especially likes to rub things into his hair. But, he HATES getting his hair washed. How ironic.

Monday, September 8, 2008

I Got The Job!

The library called today. I got the job. I start next Tuesday. I don't think it would be possible for me to be more excited! I will now be a part of the masses, at least the employed masses. The job is only 8 hours per week, so very part-time. I will still get to spend all day with my D-Man, but by night I will be a library page. It has a nice ring to it.

Friday, September 5, 2008

I'm The Winner!

Man, I wish I was a kid again.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Full-Time Momma, Part-Time Library Page?

I recently applied for a part-time job, more for fun than anything. I didn't really think much would come of it. The job was for a library page for the King County Public Library System. Only an 8-12 hour per week gig. I thought it sounded about perfect for me. I love the library, books and needed some kind of employment to get me out of the house and back into the real world for a few hours per week.

Well, I got an interview, which I think went pretty well. But, I guess you never know. Maybe they hated me and were just too nice to let on. The hours are perfect, evenings and weekend. I could totally do this! They just have to hire me. They are doing more interviews next week so I won't hear anything until the end of next week at the earliest so ... I guess I just have to be patient.

Unrelated, but exciting ...

I recently talked to my sister, Darcy. She told me that when she gets back to NYC she has a meeting with Alicia Keys' manager to talk about representation. My sister has been networking like crazy lately. I guess all her hard work is starting to pay off. I will just keep on believing in her and eventually who knows ... maybe I will be sitting in the front row of that Broadway theatre sooner than I expected. Good luck Sister!

Monday, September 1, 2008

The Zombie Mobile

We were invited to a Labor Day BBQ over the weekend ... near Portland in Vancouver, WA, which is more than 150 miles away from us. The BBQ was at Ryno's childhood friend, A's house. We decided that we didn't have anything else going on and we were going to go. Sounds good so far, right? Well, throw D-Man in the mix and you have a whole new trip.

D-Man doesn't do very well sleeping anywhere but home, actually he doesn't really sleep that well at home either. Whenever we sleep away from home (at least the first night) he wakes up about midway through the night screaming and won't go back to sleep for, seriously hours and hours. We knew that this was a risk we were taking by staying the night at A's house. But, we figured with the next day being a holiday and no one having to get up for work the next day it would be fine. Guess again. As it turned out A's wife had to get up early the next morning for work ... so we all went to bed and D was as snug as a bug in his porta crib.

Then at 4 am the screaming started. Ryno retrieved D as quickly as possible from the next room and put him in bed with us. But, sleep was just not to be had. He quickly was climbing from the bed and saying "go go." So we got him up as quietly as humanly possible with a two-year-old and gave him some cereal, but this only gave him more energy. So by 5:30 am we decided rather than wake up the whole house we would load everything in the car and head for home. We felt bad leaving without a word to our hosts but thought it was better this way.

Ryno and I were both exhausted, we each got about 2 hours of sleep since we stayed up watching a movie with A the night before. We hit McDonald's for some iced coffee and crappy breakfast fast food. I drove almost the whole way home because as I put it, "I just want to get there and crawl into bed." Once we hit Tacoma, D was having none of it. His eyes were drooping and he was screaming and throwing his stuffed Piglet all over the car and yelling "biggie biggie!" But, we had to keep him awake until we got home otherwise he would think the 15 minutes he would have gotten at that point would be enough to sustain a few more hours of playtime at home ... but we made it, by 8:30 am we were in front of our house. No sleep was had for 4 1/2 hours and we were all showing telltale Zombie signs. We came inside plopped D down in his crib, he put his head down on the pillow and said "nigh nighs" and was out like a light. Ryno and I quickly followed suit and all was quiet in our little kingdom ... for a few hours at least.