Spuddling along gracefully, 5.
I have a longer post to write but no time this morning, I’ll try to do it later tonight, I promise. I promise, as though you care, as though you are actively wondering what gem I will post next and when already. I know, I know! I’m on it!
But first, five things:
1. The weather. The weather changes everything. Oh weather, I heart you. Maybe I’ll get a bumper sticker to that effect. Except not, because bumper stickers make me angry. Unless they are super extra funny, which is rare. Anyway, there is something so astonishingly GREAT about being barefoot on the grass eating popsicles. I mean, the sticky clean-up sucks and sometimes you step on a bee or a tiny piece of Lego that’s been embedded in the grass since 2004, but you know what I mean.
2. The laundry. As you know, because you’ve been following along closely and I talk of little else, we have a new washer and dryer. There is nothing so satisfying* as being able to do laundry in your own house instead of trucking it all to your mum’s and then forgetting to ever pick it up again, spending the next six months wondering what happened to your favourite jeans.
3. It’s possible — and I don’t want to jinx anything here — that we may one day get over the coughs that are plaguing this household. If I squint, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Which might not be a good thing, come to think of it.
4. Yesterday I thought I may have caused permanent blindness by inserting my contact lenses with a finger that was still coated with green food colouring from an ice experiment I was doing with the kids. The good news is that I’m not blind. I know! Every day that you wake up Not Blind is a better day than one where you wake up, you know, BLIND.
5. The Canucks are sweeping the series. Yes, Clayton thinks I don’t care. But I do. I CARE. I just have missed every single game since 2005 because the games are on during the exact same two hour period when I am rocking babies or reading to toddlers or have accidentally fallen asleep in The Bun’s bed. I haven’t actually seen a game in so long, I couldn’t even name a player. That’s how bad it is. BUT I AM HAPPY ABOUT THE SWEEP. I am. Somewhere deep in my heart, I’m still a hockey fan. I promise.
*Well, obviously there are more satisfying things. I’m exaggerating for dramatic effect.
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