Friday, February 29, 2008

Leap Year Baby

Well, my good friend JC (no, not Jesus Christ) is a Leap Year baby. And this is a year she can actually have a birthday party. Technically she is only 11 years old, but really is 44. She looks amazing and honestly looks closer to 11 than 44.

Her party was a hoot - just a few couples, lots of champagne, a Barbie doll cake that looked just like her and food to die for. The doll in the cake even had a little doggy in a purse just like her precious pup Miss Coco Chanel!

I wrote a poem for Miss JC called Princess JC. It has several stanzas and wouldn't win any prizes, but it is super cute. I wrote it in about 10 minutes. It made me remember I am a writer. Sure, I've dabbled in blogs. I've been published a few times. I even used to be a daily newspaper reporter. But even with all that, I have forgotten. I have forgotten I am a writer. I have let the stay-at-home mommy gig define me for too long. It is time to start making my writing a real gig and not just a memory or something I do because I can't sleep.

I need to pull out all my old manuscripts and get busy. Please make me do it.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Hubby gets points

Well, that last post was a tad misleading. Mr. C didn't actually do anything at our house to fix anything. He is not Mr. Fix It. What I meant was things got fixed (either by me or someone still working on our new house) and so Mr. C was happy and in good mood.

BUT tonight he did some fixin'. And he did get points. Points in a major way.

You see, one of the most important events to me is the Academy Awards. It is a once-a-year event that I adore. I don't like to go to Oscars parties though; I might miss something. I like to see every outfit, hear every acceptance speech. I can't get enough. I start watching the pre-shows at 2 pm. I love it. I adore movies and I love the world of actors and writers. I bawl throughout, especially when the first-time nominees win.

And it is well-known I am not good for doing much else but sit on the couch during the Oscars.

In years past Mr. C would have grumbled and mumbled about my lazy self, sometimes even guilting me into cooking dinner or some other such menial task. Or maybe he even made fun of me being so "into" it. But this year (together 10 years), he finally figured it out.

He went to the grocery store and bought food and then COOKED DINNER! He even brought it to me and Miss CC on a tray in bed!

Okay, I know some of you (most?) have more progressive marriages where your husband/partner does 1/2 of the household chores. Mine doesn't. I have a more, well, let's say traditional, marriage. Never dreamed I'd be in one but here we are and usually, it works pretty well. I am at home with Miss CC, so over time I have taken on 100% of the home stuff, including even most of the parenting.

But tonight, my absolute favorite night of the year, I got waited on hand and foot.

It was lovely.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

and now 3....

So the great Mr. C is home from Brazil. From door to door, the travel time is 23 hours.

Bless his heart.

And then after getting off the plane, Mr. Type A WENT TO WORK and worked all day.

And then he got "encouraged" to go to Miss CC's dance class and play with her afterward until bedtime.

Oh, bless his heart double.

But he did get some dinner. And things that previously didn't work in house now do. And CC made him 87 art projects at least while he was gone. And there was one homemade chocolate chip cookie left.

So things aren't too bad for the fellow, would you say?

Saturday, February 16, 2008

and there was 2

only two people in my house tonight. Me and tired little Miss CC. It is very quiet.
Very unusual around here.
We survived our week+ of sickness, thank goodness. It took two emergency doctor visits to a hotel room and lots of antibiotics, but we both finally recovered. It sometimes seems like someone has been sick since Halloween around here though I have to admit. I hope the sickies have finally passed us by. It has been a hard season. Everyone I know has had a bout of either strep, stomach flu or bronchitis.

Mr. C had a lovely golf game last week in the tournament. He was VERY happy. Which *should* make me happy - you know the supportive wife I am and all - but I have to admit, it was very hard staying happy for him when me and my lovebug were having possibly the worst week of our lives. Ah well, now that we are well, I can be excited and happy for him. It was a thrill for him to play in such a prestigious tournament. I so hope they ask him to play again next year. Wait a minute, maybe I don't. It seems it is always around my birthday. And next year, for the big 4-0, you better believe there will be a par-tay. (cuz 39 kinda blew)

My bestest buddy P came to help me with CC and she was a Godsend, although she did see some of the worst (and best) behavior. Poor Miss CC was very sick and could not be pleased. I'm sure you can imagine.

My MIL, SIL and BIL all came to see Mr. C play, too. He complained about people coming but I could tell he was actually VERY proud his family came to support him. And I'm glad someone could follow him around the course, as I was not able for more than a few holes at a time.

This week we've had guests stay with us - my first cousin J who I adore and her cute hubster and their adorable children. Yes, it was probably a little soon after moving into a new house to have guests (they had to put up with a bathroom door that would not close and a shower that did not work), but it was SO good to have our children together and see them bond. J and I were very close growing up as I did not have a sister (and hers came later in life) so we had each other only for many years during family events. Although we are very different from one another, we admire and respect each other.

Miss CC did pretty well with having people in her house and sharing her toys with other children. She did, however, need a lot of alone time and could not sit with us to eat meals. I'm sure this is confusing to others - particularly those who practice the all-sit-together rule for meals, but I knew she could not handle that and honored it. I didn't explain it either. I find in past I was constantly trying to explain some of her behavior, but now that I know she hears (and understands) everything I say (or imply), I am trying really hard just to let her be. Making her feel different or that she is not meeting certain standards only lessens her self-confidence.

Ironically they came to visit 3 years ago also at Valentine's Day so it felt good to celebrate the holiday with them again. Their beautiful girl is now 5 and of course Miss CC is 4 AND A HALF (can't leave out the 1/2 you know!) They also have a little boy who is almost 3. I love them both to pieces and so wish they lived closer. We had a little Valentine's Day party and had a few other kids over for art projects and cupcakes. I had my friend and photographer shoot the festivities and am so glad. They only left today, but I already cherish the photos.

Mr. C has left for Brazil. Gone every week that crazy traveling man.

And all the construction folks and audio visual programmers and painters, too, have left the house.


Miss CC does not have school on Monday or Tuesday so we have 3 more days of being home (and trying to get organized) and being together and recovering from all the travel/sickness/guests. I think it will be good for her to really take ownership of her new (darling purple) room.

Happy late Valentine's Day!

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Good stuff/bad stuff

Hey - we are in Northern California for Mr. C to play in a big pro-am golf tournament. It is a very big deal to him. He has always wanted to play in it but has never been invited. He feels our friend who died in September "pulled strings" for him in heaven.

We have met/seen a lot of celebrities. Kevin Costner, Joe Pesci, Chris O'Donnell, Glen Frey, etc so that is always fun.

BUT CC is VERY sick. She had what we thought was flu last week. Went to her doctor Friday. She had high fever and aches. Complained of sore throat but doctor said it wasn't even red and see it through with fluids and motrin for pain. I should have insisted on a strep test as she had been exposed to strep week before. But I hate it when doctors make us feel dumb so I didn't push. So we brought her anyway.

Yesterday she was so bad. Her eyes were glazed over and she took a nap at 10 am! We had to call an emergency doctor to the hotel room. She has a raging ear infection and bronchitis and he thinks strep although she clamped her jaw so tight, he never got to test it. He felt sure she did though as her glands were so swollen.

So it has been very hard. My friend P is here (Miss CC's godmother) and she has been a big help, although I am sure she feels lost as she does not have kids. Miss CC has not been herself. She feels terrible and is scared so has been pretty mean to all of us. I am supposed to be supporting my hubby in his big dream but I am totally focused on my girl. I had to go to a welcome dinner last night with him and faked my way through it. Afterward, Miss CC slept but coughed every breath until 1 am.

I am very scared for my girl. I feel sure she has asthma now. Please say a prayer or send some positive energy to us.

Sunday, February 03, 2008

unpacking, no wait, packing...

I am trying to unpack the boxes.
And pack for a week's trip.
As soon as I get stuff put away where it goes, Miss CC pulls it back out. Every time I put something in a suitcase, she pulls it out.
And so it goes.

We leave tomorrow so Mr. C can play in a golf tournament. We might be going with empty suitcases.