Working Backwards
March 14, 2005
If you must know, I stayed up two episodes past my bedtime last night watching Season Two of 24. After six episodes, this season has FINALLY started to become addictive for me. Today my life has been full of yawns and pinching myself so I don't fall asleep.
Sunday afternoon I babysat my most adorable nephew ever (and my only nephew), Chase. He's 18 months old, and chatters a lot, but I can't understand a word he says. I just fake it, and say, "Oh my gosh, really?" and "I think so too!" and "Yum! It is such a pleasure for me to eat this chewed up goldfish cracker. Thank you so much for taking it out of your mouth and putting it in mine while I'm trying to yawn. No, really. The soggy cracker is great." Everytime I get to babysit him always make me want to see him more.
That, or have a baby of my own. I want my own baby to go see-sawing in the park with and chasing the giant dog. I want my own baby to turn around and point at the dog every few steps, showing me that my sweet little baby can chase the ferocious animal. I want to tell my own baby, "You're doing so good! Keep chasing the ferocious mammoth that could gobble you up in one bite!" Roger gets nervous when I babysit for that very reason. Not because Chase could be eaten by the dog, but because we're wanting to wait a few years before having our own edible children. Until then, I'll just have to nibble on the fat thighs on my nephew.
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Saturday night Katie and Eddie came over. We ate, and played games, and took pictures. I have so much fun with Eddie and Katie, and Roger and I have to clear our entire calendars until Eddie tells us when he is available. HE IS THAT POPULAR. And then we plan a game night, and rejoice, because it's so fun to play with friends. At the end of the night, Katie started a food fight with the Cool Whip. Imagine a Wet Willy of Cool Whip. Katie thought that the flowers she brought just weren't enough, and gave us the Wet Willy Whip as a parting gift. Eddie just got it in the face from her. AND I GOT IT ALL ON CAMERA. Yeah, you just wait a few months til I get THOSE developed.
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Friday night Roger and I had a date night. For seven hours. Seven hours of pure bliss, during which Roger played his computer game in the study, and I watched 24 in the bedroom, and every once in a while wed go say hi to each other.
If that's not love, I don't know what is.
