remind me again why in live in Canada?
freezing rain. school closings (not my kids, of course). slippery roads. slllllllooooooooowwwww drivers. i DO NOT enjoy this. at all. especially because i’m at work. bah. i would have totally stayed home and worked from home and the library today if i wasn’t taking off thursday and friday to go to New York. yes, you heard that right. i’m off to NYC, baby. (if you click on over to Fabulous, i’ll be talking all about it later.)
yesterday we went to my inlaws for lunch. sundays are always days from hell. by the time i crash into my bed on sunday nights…i’m so tired i can’t even think straight. it starts in the mornings. the husband takes the boy to skating and to the butcher. i take the girls. drop emily at ballet and go food shopping with bella. i stuff her full off bagels to keep her entertained and happy. it usually works. then we pick emily up. this is all before 10:30 in the morning. are you tired yet?
anyway, between errands and chauffering the kids to and from various birthday parties…we had brunch at the inlaws yesterday, which was actually quite nice. my sister in law and brother in law from Montreal were in and we haven’t seen them since September. It didn’t feel like it was that long…but they haven’t seen Isabella walkÃ‚Â or talk…two things she’s been doing for – um – ever.
My mother in law is adorable. she got herself her very first coffee maker. which, considering how many years she’s been married and how many cups of coffee she and her husband drink, surprised me VERY much. i didn’t think there was anyone in this world who didn’t own a coffee maker. anyway, so, she got this new coffee maker and she’s so excited about it, she’s almost giddy. (and she’s British…British women don’t use DO giddy. hee)
you walk into the house and she’s standing in front of it, pleased as punch…”can i make you cup of coffee? can i froth your milk for you?”Ã‚Â I could die, it’s so cute.
and here’s something else that could make you die from the cuteness….Isabella, my little porker, couldn’t wait until we were all sitting at the table to eat. no, ma’am. she wanted her pasta….and she wanted it NOW. she plopped herself down on the floor and had a field day.