It Bears Repeating

[copied from dland]

That my children are very nice people. Not that K isn't being a sweetie pie today, but it's R I want to kiss and hug, and not just because it's her birthday.

Last night, when she and her roommate decided not to drive to Atlantic City in the storm, she said they would just spend the day catching up on TV they'd missed recently, and maybe go out somewhere at night if they felt like it. I suggested that they go to the nice Irish pub that's just a few blocks away from them, and she said maybe they would.

K, meantime, is home and without friends or anything to do. I thought, I guess it really would be too pushy of me to call R and suggest that she include K and have her stay overnight there, so I didn't call. If your mother tells you to do it, how much fun could that be?

But when I got back from ShopRite this morning, R had called and invited K to do exactly that. I am so, so happy. So happy that later on I'm even going to drive K over there, since R was coming over tomorrow anyway, and this way they'll only have one car to worry about, and not have to come back in two. And I get to kiss and hug the birthday girl on her actual birthday.

(26 years ago this minute: the baby was about 7 minutes old, labor was finally over -- so I thought, I forgot about that pesky placenta thing -- but I'd had a spinal so I was feeling no pain and just marveling at this amazing little face I was gazing down at.)

In the Celebrate With Me department, I do appear to have lost two pounds this week. After the scale barely moving (and sometimes the wrong way) for the last three weeks, this is excellent news for me. Hopefully, I'm in the groove now and I'll keep on going. Let's see, if I could lose a pound a week, I'd hit my goal ... in about October. That's not terribly likely, but it's something to shoot for. I'm thinking maybe another tattoo as a present for me when I reach my goal; all I've got to do now is decide on what I really really want and where. It's not like I don't have time.

My bingeing lately has been on crocs. I ordered a pair of open-toed crocs online, since I can't seem to wear flip-flops and sometimes you just need to wear that kind of shoe. Then I saw brown regular crocs at Nordstrom and had to have those. (You realize that these are real shoes, sort of, that cost less than $30 a pair.) But then I really hit it big when I found the elusive Disney crocs online! Disney crocs, how cool is that? I'll post of picture when I get them. They'll probably be the only shoes I ever wear once I have them. (Although the brown and navy crocs, the old ones, will be getting a workout, too.)

Speaking of, I want to wear crocs everyday. Not so easy when you're up to your ankles in snow. Lots and lots of snow out there, folks. And spring only a few days away, technically. This has been a very annoying winter in many ways, and I think to many people. It's crocs time, time to put away sweaters and jackets and all that and wear comfortable clothess. Enough, thank you.

I did get my corned beef this morning, a low sodium one for whatever good that will do. I guess I'll use some of backup points tomorrow.

Okay, I'm off to do an errand or two and then drop K off at R's.


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