Snow was the word of February. We got so much of it. We spent the last days of February cooped up in the apartment while it snowed 2 feet. Branches came down, whole trees came down, it looks like a war zone outside. Thankfully, we never lost power. Because that would have sucked. We were without internet for over 24 hours though. I started to twitch. But the husband (who THANK GOD happened to be home for this storm) pulled out his Sprint aircard and all was saved. Facebook! Twitter! Oh, and work email, that too.
The first day was okay. We baked cookies, and then ate just about all of them. We watched alot of Olympics, since we still had cable on Thursday (I would have been super cranky if I had missed the ladies free skate). We read books, we played with blocks. We played with the water in the sink. A new favorite. It was lovely.
Friday we shoveled and played in the snow. The husband and I tried to sneak past Three to get some work done since some people were operating business as usual. We ate what was left of the cookies. We (I) made the mistake of showing Three that we could sit on the ottoman and push ourselves across the room. A new favorite. We made it through.
Saturday we were all going crazy. There were no more toys to play with. We played outside as long as Three’s little cheeks could handle it. We shoveled some more snow. Our town was still under a state of emergency so we couldn’t really go any where still. The husband hooked up the DVD player finally and we watched Finding Nemo. Twice. Finally the cable came back. The Olympics were back in our life. Yay! We cooked dinner with what was left in the house. We were sad to have finished the cookies and have no more chocolate chips to make more. Three lost his mind and begged to go outside. He brought shoes to us. He pointed at his jacket. He brought us car keys. He tried to open doors. He done. And when none of that worked, he threw bascially a two hour temper tantrum. The only thing that calmed him down was watching videos of Bari’s little boy. Thank goodness for Vimeo. The husband and I counted down the seconds to bedtime. 8 PM has never come slower. It sucked.
After three days of being stuck in our 840 sq feet apartment, going grocery shopping on Sunday was like the most fun ever.
I am officially ready for spring.
Well, hello there 2010! How are you?
So far, 2010 has been the year of the sickness. First Three was sick with a nasty cold / cough that has completely dismantled his mad sleeping through the night skills. Which is very sad for Mama. And the husband and I are still recovering from a nasty stomach thing that I strongly suspect Three brought home from daycare. But hey, instant diet!
So since 2010 has been uneventful, lets recap one of the last events of 2009!
As you may or may not have heard, I turned 30 the day after Christmas. And despite what the husband will tell you, I am pretty okay with it. My 20’s were pretty productive. I gradated from college (with a BFA in drama, but hey, you can’t win them all. Someone should go back to 1998 and smack my 18 year old self, but that’s another story), I (eventually) got a job, I married my high school sweetheart, we bought a condo, we traveled the world some, we had a baby. I’m working my way down that life checklist pretty darn well. And really, life isn’t so bad. So what isn’t there to look forward too?
Anyway! So, despite the fact that I was emotionally okay with the whole 3-0 thing, I was still angling for a BIG birthday present. Because really, what’s the point of a whole new DECADE without something awesome to ring it in with? And the husband, he did not disappoint. He somehow got my parents to agree to babysit the rug rat for a night and off we went to NYC for 24 hours of shopping, touristy fun and fine dining without once having to worry about a certain 2.5′ tall someone throwing his dinner on the floor. It was GLORIOUS. And funnily enough, at the end of spending 24 hours together in which we actually had to talk to each because there wasn’t munchkins to distract us, we decided we actually still like each other. Win! And double bonus, I got a new pair of jeans, a couple pairs of PJ’s and new running shoes (which I have yet to have the chance to use - boo) out of the deal. I love when the stores put all their merchandise on sale for my birthday. Its so nice of them. So my birthday rocked. I think I am going to turn 30 again next year.
The last few hours of work before the Christmas holiday (and my BIRTHDAY) are upon us. 2009 is rapidly coming to a close, and yet I find myself constantly asking my husband “Didn’t we JUST do this Christmas thing?” This year we have the added fun of actually doing the Santa thing. Thankfully, Three is still fairly oblivious, but next year, I doubt we’ll be able to ‘hide’ his Christmas presents next to my bed. Life comes at you fast with a toddler, and I am now starting to understand why grown ups always talk about how quickly the time goes. Just in time for me to turn 30. The Husband is on notice that this is a BIG birthday, and he’d better be prepared. He says he has it covered. We’ll see!
I know better than to think I will manage to blog again before the new year. So best wishes for 2010. May it bring you many good things!
Me, Myself & I, Pretty Pretty Picture, The Husband, Three | Rockess | 
March 2, 2010 12:02 pm | 
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