I never thought I’d say that the hardest part about moving to a new country is losing my internet connection for 4 days. Okay, I lie. It’s the second hardest part. The hardest part was having Miss Nessa (the almost six-year-old daughter of our very best friends) tell me that she can’t say goodbye because it’s just too sad. *weeps*
The internet went down on Friday. Yes, it’s easy for me to be all “ohmigod! my husband! can you believe the nerve of him?” but in reality, the people who are renting from us don’t want the internet connection (obviously, they are disturbed) and the billing cycle ended on the Friday. so, I guess…if we are assigning blame…it would have to be our house renters (but, really, how can I blame THEM? since they are making my move to Atlanta possible) so, that was that. but not having ANY connection at all meant many trips – against my children’s wills – to Panera, the only place in my area with free wi-fi. One trip was even made in pajamas,
and one trip was spent in the parking lot picking up the wi-fi while the kids watched a movie in the car. and by watched a movie, I mean they screamed the car down and jumped over the seats and into the trunk of the van. awesome.
and we finally arrived at my mom’s. the children and I. after nerds and aero bars and bagels and doritos and $4 bottles of water that spilled all over the floor and 7 trips to the bathroom in the airport and Josh harassing Emily and the person sitting in front of him to the point where he systematically one-day-at-a-time lost his NintendoDS for the next 14 days (punishment for ME, I do believe) to the house of “I don’t know our wireless password” WHAT? How on earth do you not know what your wireless password is? so, I guess, I will be spending a tremendous about of time hooked up into the basement computer. awesome.
and so, while I’m sitting at the table, not connected, I try to tell my mom something really important. something BIG. and she asks a really strange question and then says, “You know, Baby Blues IS your family. do you ever read Baby Blues? You really should” WHAT?
BUT, it might be the stress of having my crazy loons around. I sure know I’m stressed. dinner time was a whole hell of a lot of “I want mac and cheese! I want mac and cheese” so, we make them mac and cheese and then one wants cereal. and then the other wants cereal. and then the third wants cereal (so guess who does cleanup on aisle martell children? um, yeah, that would be the emotional eater over here. holla!). bed time (it’s 10:28, for those who are playing at home) is still incomplete. at least 2 of the 3 children are still wide awake, complaining about something or other. STATUS QUO, I’d say.
lest you think that all I ever do around here is complain, I will tell you this. As of tomorrow, I will be the proud owner of a brand new iphone. with its very own phone number. LALLALALLALA (SO EXCITED!) AND my mom just passed over 4 new books for me to sink my teeth into —– oh, wait, it’s 10:56 and Emily had to come down for something very important —– and I have unearthed some lovely gems from high school that will embarrass the hell out of me, and while teaching me and Isabella the Hannah Montana hoedown (note: not the official name, but that’s how it’s been dubbed over yonder) (I actually looked it up and it’s actually CALLED that…the Hoedown Throwdown) I may have taken a picture that you will still be laughing about tomorrow night, when I still can’t get my kids to just go. to. sleep.
and my mom IS watching the children next weekend so I can go to Chicago and have a total lovefest with all my bloggy friends AND I even get to see Miss Kristabella TWO weekends in a row and I did find something that Josh is interested in.
(Steven Spielberg, eat your heart out) and I still have to tell you about how my kids channeled their inner Tobias and blue man group and about how I finally watched Braveheart and how I loved it but I couldn’t think about anything but how much that dude Robert the Bruce looked like BackpackingDad.
ALAS tomorrow, at least in the a.m., I will have a chance to connect with the internet and connect with my internets. for now. SLEEP. Well, after I watch Weeds with my brother, of course.