In the spirit of warming up my typing fingers before Scintilla begins, please do enjoy my rambling thoughts:
Thought the First: This week has all the ingredients of being super-annoying. I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow which won’t be fun, and then on Wednesday we have another kindergarten orientation meeting with Jane (if you remember, last time she freaked and wouldn’t let me leave her in the classroom with the perfectly nice teacher and fellow students). I am pretty much dreading both of these events.
Thought the Second: Please disregard Thought the First. I have been trying to be less negative and complainy. Because I think when people think “negative and complainy” (yes, I see your red line, Spellcheck, and I AM IGNORING IT BECAUSE COMPLAINY IS A WORD NOW) they often think of me. And I don’t like that association. So instead, I will look at the happy and positive: I have plans to go to NYC on Saturday. And there are very few things better than that.
Thought the Third: When people have kids, they often will say they don’t want them to grow up, which I think is kind of creepy, because if they don’t grow up….well….then what happens? But I did decide last night that 4 ½ is pretty much the perfect age. Jane is right on the brink of becoming a real KID who goes to PUBLIC SCHOOL and everything, and even though she is at daycare every day, I feel like this time where she is just ours is quickly dwindling away. This doesn’t make any sense, as she is not really just ours now (please see aforementioned “is at daycare every day”) but it’s what I’m thinking, so there. Pretty much one of my favorite things these days is to listen to her playing in the other room, bossing her dolls around, or “reading” her books…she’s so imaginative and funny and creative and…I don’t know. I guess I feel a tiny bit proud, like we’ve done pretty good with her so far. Oh, shut up Amanda. (Remember when I said I was going to stop blogging about Jane? So far, so good.) (I mean, so bad.)
Thought the Fourth: I have decided to starve myself during the month of March and if I don’t lose any weight I’m going to start severing off limbs. In other words, I need to lose weight. (Again.) PS I am terrible at starving myself. PPS I am eating popcorn as I type this.
Thought the Fifth/Request the First: Please tell me one fun thing you are doing this week. You know – reward me for all of this fine writing I just did.