metaphortunate son (
metaphortunate) wrote2013-11-07 09:00 pm
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LUNCH it was awesome
I had lunch with
laurashapiro today!
She came over. "Come in!" I said. "Don't walk over there. The Junebug just pissed all over the floor. I haven't been able to clean it up yet because I have a baby attached to my boob." Eventually the Junebug finished getting cleaned up by Mr. E and wandered into the living room. He stared shyly at Laura in silence for many minutes.
Finally he volunteered, "I farting in mine underwears."
My life is FULL OF CLASS.
Lunch was goddamn delightful though. I took two hours off from children for the first time since Rocket was born. Mr. E took both of them solo for the first time and Laura and I went off to a French restaurant to have charcuterie and vegetables and caffeine and booze and truly decadent, possibly even degenerate, dessert.
Lunch had been scheduled in advance but there is no day that I could have needed it more. I woke up beat down. The Junebug came home sick from daycare on Tuesday and there was a lot of vomiting and laundry and then just, I don't know, he's totally well now which is wonderful but the kids have been wearing me down. I've been getting upset over things that are really not worth getting upset over. Having a break has helped SO MUCH. It reset some kind of internal switch. I was able to be fond of everyone again for the rest of the day. And now I will go and pass out, probably with a baby attached to my boob.
She came over. "Come in!" I said. "Don't walk over there. The Junebug just pissed all over the floor. I haven't been able to clean it up yet because I have a baby attached to my boob." Eventually the Junebug finished getting cleaned up by Mr. E and wandered into the living room. He stared shyly at Laura in silence for many minutes.
Finally he volunteered, "I farting in mine underwears."
My life is FULL OF CLASS.
Lunch was goddamn delightful though. I took two hours off from children for the first time since Rocket was born. Mr. E took both of them solo for the first time and Laura and I went off to a French restaurant to have charcuterie and vegetables and caffeine and booze and truly decadent, possibly even degenerate, dessert.
Lunch had been scheduled in advance but there is no day that I could have needed it more. I woke up beat down. The Junebug came home sick from daycare on Tuesday and there was a lot of vomiting and laundry and then just, I don't know, he's totally well now which is wonderful but the kids have been wearing me down. I've been getting upset over things that are really not worth getting upset over. Having a break has helped SO MUCH. It reset some kind of internal switch. I was able to be fond of everyone again for the rest of the day. And now I will go and pass out, probably with a baby attached to my boob.

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We have our own special fart term here, BTW, not out of daintiness but by accident. Chun Woo said something to me about a year and a half ago, not speaking clearly, and in trying to get him to repeat himself more clearly I repeated what my ears heard, which involved the word "shrumpable." We both thought that sounded like it should mean something. I proposed that it should describe socially disgraceful but harmless acts. And somehow it got reduced entirely to farting.
Later, when we'd acquired a pair of cats Chun Woo named Garlic (Geeleek-- hard G) and Gingersnap (Gingysneep), he began to call Garlic Geeshrump and to refer to them both as the Shrump sisters. After a month or so I told him that Garlic had told me she didn't like to be called Geeshrump, and Chun Woo abandoned the practice forever. :D