Erica’s Blog

GOOD:  The Things woke up really early yesterday, so I made the most of it, and Jenna & I walked them to school.  We all enjoyed it, and I think it helped my thighs recover from Saturday.

BAD:  The older I get, the more it messes me up.

BROKEN SLEEP

At 4:45, I was awoken by a Thing who shall remain nameless.  Said Thing first apologized for startling me, then told me she had wet her pants.  Hunh?  Turns out, she had a dream that someone else wet their pants, then woke up to find she was peeing in her bed.  “Ahhh, one of THOSE dreams.  I’ve had those before.  Don’t worry about it.”  Got her all cleaned up and into fresh bottoms and settled her in on the couch in the living room (I couldn’t send her back to a wet bed!).   Hmmm….maybe that’s why I’m so tired today.  Now, to deal with her bed (this is one of those times I wish we hadn’t set them up with loft beds!).

FAKE GRASS

E-Soccer is the free, non-competitive, inclusive soccer program the Things participate in from time to time.  Article is from yesterday’s San Francisco Comical…I mean Chronicle.

I just want to cry.  I had to bring Hubby into my conversation with Thing One b/c I was so angry with her.  I had to explain to Thing One that, not only did she rob Thing Two of the great surprise of opening her “big” gift on Christmas and getting to be surprised, but she also robbed me of the joy of getting to see her surprise, etc.  I’m so disappointed about it that I want to cry.  Giving the girls their presents and getting to see their excitement and surprise is more fun for me than getting presents (which is not to say I don’t want to get presents, too), so a big part of me feels like Christmas has been ruined.  Hubby interjected the voice of reason into the conversation and talked about how the big lesson is really more for me than for Thing One, for me to learn that a nine-year-old is too young and immature to be trusted with that kind of secret/surprise.  Sigh.  I hate these kinds of things where you can’t take it back and can’t make it go way, can’t fix it.  Waaah! 

BOBCAT’S SCARF:  Anybody remember this?  I frogged it b/c it wasn’t wide enough.  I haven’t re-started it yet, but I’m just not feeling thrilled by my original plan, so I put yet another hold on Victorian Lace Today at the library.  I decided that I’d rather use a pre-written pattern and get it done than design something myself and let it continue to lag.

PATRICIA’S SOCKS:  I measured her feet on Tuesday to see how long the foot needed to be.  Oy.  Anybody have any thoughts on how much negative ease to build in since they’re made out of Fixation?  We’re talking size 9 feet here, folks.

CYNTHIA’S BELATED BDAY GIFT:  About half done with the gift.  She lurks here occasionally, so I won’t reveal what it is yet.  It is my intention to knock this out this weekend. 

After Araxi’s gift, I have a birthday gift to crank out, and a baby blanket for Auntie’s best friend Laura.  Five balls of fingering-weight superwash, each a different shade of green.  It will be a square baby shawl a la EZ, started in the middle.  I proposed several different designs to Auntie and, bless her, she chose the easiest one:  use up one ball, then start the next one, etc.