Mostly-Mommy

You know what is bad?

When you’re up for like the 47th time during the night with your cranky children and you leave the room to pee, then when you come back you realize your husband’s terrible Indian food breath has filled the whole room with stink.

That’s bad.

(Sorry honey! I love you!)

Mike and I had a wonderful date this evening, thanks to the workings of the illustrious Grandma Sarah. Thanks, mom!

We went to see “Journey to the Center of the Earth” in 3-D at Town Center down south in Leawood. Hello White People Land! The movie was actually super fun and way better than I expected it to be, although I’m sure most of that can be attributed to the 3-D novelty and the fact that I had a few blissful childfree hours with my lovely husband.

Me, also lovely. That’s why my friends call me whiskers. Moving on!

We had an interesting experience while we were waiting for our movie to start however. We bought our tickets and decided to roam around for a while and see what the vast expanse of the Town Center had to offer. We saw a Williams-Sonoma. It was hot. I won the argument and we went inside. We were promptly greeted by a salesman who tailed us over to the espresso machines and seemed really needy. I assured him we didn’t require any help and I thought I had sent him on his way. Here’s how it went down:

Me: turning to Mike and asking “Is this the machine you were looking at?” while placing a solitary fingertip on the drip tray.

Salesman: “DO NOT TOUCH THE MACHINES! SOME OF THESE MACHINES ARE WORTH OVER $3200 AND YOU CAN’T JUST GO TOUCHING THEM LIKE THAT!”

Me: looking shocked at first, then giving a clearly offended and somewhat amused by his high-horseishness look.

Salesman: “Well we get a lot of people who want to play with the machines”… blah, blah… stammering something about gladly making me a complementary cappuccino… blah, blah… pretty sure he realizes he is a tremendous ass. And yet WILL NOT LEAVE US ALONE.

Mike has a serious espresso machine addiction and would’ve loved nothing more than to play with all the machines and have that dude make him like 17 shots of espresso all from different ones. But we stick together, yo, and we made a polite but hasty retreat from that bullshit snooty place. Suck it, Williams-Sonoma! I’m not even going to link to you!

Overall a very good date. Plus, as a cherry on top the young man is staying all night with the lovely Grandma Sarah. When we got there to pick up the youngest hellchild he greeted us with “NOOOO! I don’t wanna go home!” Fine by me kid, now we can let the little teething, sleep-regression just-plain-contrary crabass baby cry some during the night. And she will. Stubborn little thing. I have not been her biggest fan at night for the past couple weeks or sixty. Meh.

I guess I should quit procrastinating and get my tired butt into bed already. At least in the morning I have some things to look forward to, including sleeping in, reading the Sunday paper, and enjoying the relative carefree and quiet lifestyle of a person with only one child. One who still naps. Yeeha!

Well, it’s my last night as a twenty-something.

I’m actually excited to be turning the big 3-0 tomorrow but that hasn’t stopped me from enjoying my last weekend in my twenties with a little debauchery and bar hopping. Heh!

Last night my ultra hip partner in crime and I went down to Westport for a show at the Beaumont. We saw Vedera which is a pretty popular local band and now I know why. That girl is little but she can SERIOUSLY belt it out, great songs too. The warm-up bands however… Queen’s Club was pretty rockin’ so I bought their $3 CD. The Roman Numerals on the other hand can only be described as Sucktastic McCrappalicious, sorry dudes. I tried to get into it but they lost even my obligatory applause after the first couple of songs. My hands were busy covering my ears. On the way out we walked down to the corner where there was a man reading palms and Tarot Cards. I wanted to have my palm read for my 30th birthday but that would’ve required letting that guy touch me, so we kept on walking.

Today Nick and I spent a good chunk of the afternoon at Target, then later we all headed over to my mom’s house for a party that I had no idea was happening. NO IDEA. TOTAL SURPRISE. In no way did my husband crack under the pressure and spill all the juicy details ahead of time. He would never! It was a TOTAL SURPRISE. It was also pretty fun and delicious. Thanks!

I was going to put some pictures in here but when I plugged in the camera it said Mike took 135 pictures at the party! Must’ve been some party! So alas no time for all that tonight. You’ll just have to settle for some highlights tomorrow. Right now I’m going to bed to rest up for my 30’s. I’m going to need all the energy I can get because I plan on my next decade being pretty great.

Did you know that in Canada they have bags of milk? I had no idea! The Reluctant Housewife wrote a great post alerting me to this phenomenon. Crazy! Apparently is is way better for the environment. Why don’t we do this in America?

(Incidentally, the RH is the one who made the eyeball alien and rabbit toys for the kids. She’s awesome and has some seriously mad crocheting skillz!)

It has been a while since I’ve written about anything newsworthy here but alas I am incoherent lately, so allow me to update you in a handy numbered list format:

1. For the Fourth of July we spent the day picking apples, shooting off fireworks and BBQ-ing over at my mom’s house. Well, BBQ-ing to the best of our meager abilities since we lost Chef Bob to Camp for the summer. I think we did a pretty stellar job too if I do say so myself.

2. Friday night my mom, Nick and I headed downtown for the fireworks by the river. It was the first time Nick had seen a “real” fireworks display. It was WAY past his bedtime and he DUG it. Especially the shuttle down to the river in the school bus. I think he liked that even more than the fireworks.

3. We did one of those kid clinics at the Home Depot where Nick built a birdhouse. We had lots of fun. Thanks Home Depot!

4. Saturday evening Mike and I slipped away for a romantic dinner at Buca di Beppo on the Plaza before sending Nicholas away to stay at Casa de Grandma for the night. I don’t think he minded too much.

5. Pottytraining is going VERY well. Diapers are completely out of the mix and he even wears his undies at night now. Yeah!

6. Zoey has been way pissy. Seems like some sort of teething/devil possession/growth spurt/separation anxiety kind of pissiness. Is she too young to be in the Terrible Twos?

7. Roscoe has been a real nozzle lately. He does not enjoy the 4th of July.

8. Roscoe jumped over Nick’s head and smashed his face into the baby gate, putting his teeth through his lip and getting blood EVERYWHERE right before we had to leave for an appointment. See #7. On the plus side, I’ve found that treating bloodied items with Spray n’Wash then soaking in a Borax solution is highly effective for stain removal. Just thought you’d like to know.

9. We had a big ol’ storm Wednesday night with hail the size of golf balls. We watched it out the front window and saw our car take some pretty good hits. It was nice to not be upset about the hail because what, was it going to give us our 37th dent? Aluminum hood: Makes Your Car Safer, What Else Do You Want From It You Whiner?

10. My mom and I took Nick and Zoey to visit a baby that was only three days old. Zoey took one look at him and put her arms out to take him. She had that look in her eye and she wanted that baby to be her very own. She got more than a little agitated when that turned out not to be the case.

That’s enough for now right? Oh, one more thing I guess. Karrmedia is updated!