Pooh: Kanga?
Kanga: Yes, Pooh.
Pooh (timidly): Don't you think -- I mean, you DO think, of course you think -- uh, let me start over.
Kanga (gently): Yes, Pooh.
Pooh (clearing throat): Don't you feel...well, *I* feel...that home is...
Kanga: Home?
Pooh: Yes, home! Home is...well, home is...best. Don't you agree?
Kanga: Yes, Pooh. I agree. It took a while, but I agree. I think the creatures in the Hundred Acre Wood do, too. Home is best.
(To clarify...we're staying in Portland.)
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
In Which Kanga Has a Day Out
I am issuing a challenge to all mothers of infants and toddlers. Do whatever it takes to get a full day off sometime soon, potentially with intermittent husband presence. We're talking 8:30 - 5:30. Maybe it's a grandparent or spouse sitting, or a one-day nanny, but do it. Here's why...
"Kanga's Best Day Ever...a Comedy in Ten Parts"
8:30 Take J to daycare. The facility's cook gives me a breakfast sandwich just to be nice.
9:00 sit at Starbucks with latte and enormous cinnamon bun. (Oh yeah. I went there.) Buy three books for J.
9:30 Hang out at home to chat and flirt with husband. Remember him?
10:30 90-min massage, followed by spur-of-the-moment eyebrow waxing. Wow! there is skin under the forest.
12:00 shower, then lunch with aforementioned husband at SONIC, where you get to eat in your car and they bring burgers on trays. You eat in your car! Yes, I am lame. I LOVED it. They have tater tots!
1:30 hang three pictures in J's room. Have waited 9+ months to do this simple task, which takes approximately four minutes total.
2:00 order cute T-shirts on friend's recommendation -- get 10% discount! Woot.
Consider reading book, dismiss wacky idea and talk over the Palin controversy with husband instead.
Log on to work mail and discover I have no important mails. Yes.
3:00 depart for the BEST PEDICURE IN TOWN (it lasts an hour...$25). Observe neighboring pedicuree (?) demonstrating to bewildered Vietnamese nail artist the best way to frighten away a grizzly bear.
4:30 Pilates class
5:30 waltz home...unfortunately, to angry baby and stressed husband. But I can handle it. I just had the...
Best. Day. Ever.
Ladies! The gauntlet has been thrown down!
Love,
G
"Kanga's Best Day Ever...a Comedy in Ten Parts"
8:30 Take J to daycare. The facility's cook gives me a breakfast sandwich just to be nice.
9:00 sit at Starbucks with latte and enormous cinnamon bun. (Oh yeah. I went there.) Buy three books for J.
9:30 Hang out at home to chat and flirt with husband. Remember him?
10:30 90-min massage, followed by spur-of-the-moment eyebrow waxing. Wow! there is skin under the forest.
12:00 shower, then lunch with aforementioned husband at SONIC, where you get to eat in your car and they bring burgers on trays. You eat in your car! Yes, I am lame. I LOVED it. They have tater tots!
1:30 hang three pictures in J's room. Have waited 9+ months to do this simple task, which takes approximately four minutes total.
2:00 order cute T-shirts on friend's recommendation -- get 10% discount! Woot.
Consider reading book, dismiss wacky idea and talk over the Palin controversy with husband instead.
Log on to work mail and discover I have no important mails. Yes.
3:00 depart for the BEST PEDICURE IN TOWN (it lasts an hour...$25). Observe neighboring pedicuree (?) demonstrating to bewildered Vietnamese nail artist the best way to frighten away a grizzly bear.
4:30 Pilates class
5:30 waltz home...unfortunately, to angry baby and stressed husband. But I can handle it. I just had the...
Best. Day. Ever.
Ladies! The gauntlet has been thrown down!
Love,
G
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