Month: January 2005

Today is Denis’ 30th birthday! (I can’t gloat too much, because I only have 11 more months before I turn 30…)

We’re going out for hibachi at the Japanese restaurant tonight. Hopefully Carolyn will enjoy it and not be scared by all the fire and stuff. And then we’ll go to my parents’ house and for the third time in four days we’ll have cake. I never thought I’d say this, but…I’m kind of getting tired of cake…

Oh, well.

Happy Birthday, Denis!

Where a 30-year-old can be a kid! Since Denis’ family is up for Carrie’s baptism tomorrow, we had a surprise birthday party for him at Chuck E. Cheese’s tonight. Where else could 10 adults go with 9 kids and not be thought of as disruptive? It was a blast, despite the fact that we scheduled it before we knew the Jets were going to play that evening. The manager was kind enough to keep our table updated about the game at regular intervals, though.

Our party hostess managed to find and light 30 candles for the cake, and Denis was a really good sport about having to give Chuck E. Cheese a big birthday hug – which I got on video! Carrie even managed well, despite it being very loud and crazy.

The only bad thing was that we ended up leaving with lots of tokens, because it was so crowded we didn’t get to play too many games. Oh, well, it just means we’ll have to go back on a weeknight or something and play Skee-ball until we can’t stand it anymore.

As sad as it is, we generally only watch the news via The Daily Show. Don’t get me wrong, we do actually read the actual news on the internet, too, we just don’t watch news programs on TV. Anyway, I’ve taken to calling Carolyn’s binky “and now, your moment of zen” when I give it to her.

Does that make me a total geek? Is Carolyn doomed because she has such a goofy mom? She’s probably going to pretend she doesn’t know who I am when I wave to her in front of all her cool friends…

Am I the only one who thinks that the plastic wrap companies should go back to their old style of cutters? I hate the “no hassle”, “easy to use”, “we don’t want to get sued by someone cutting their finger” slide cutters they’ve switched to. I waste more plastic wrap because it gets bunched up under the cutter and then I have to let go of it to un-bunch it, and then the rest of it clings to itself. It takes 10 times longer to wrap anything.

Maybe I’m just not smart enough to use them.

Now that Carolyn’s room is almost done, I’ve been shopping for accessories. She needs a bookcase, and a place to put her toys, and right now this is the most likely candidate. (Yes, it’s bit more than I’d normally spend, but it’s perfect in every way. And it takes the place of both a toy box and a bookcase, which together would add up to close to that anyhow. Like how I justify these things?)

I’m also looking for something to play music on in her room – a small boombox that plays CDs, or even better mp3 CDs. Why is it, though, that every other appliance in the world – blenders, toasters, cameras, phones, etc. – come in pretty colors like pink, but CD players just come in basic black? I don’t want to put an ugly black stereo in my little girl’s pastel room. Even white would be better, but I can’t find anything that’s white, either. I did find a Disney Princess themed CD player, but it’s twice as much as a regular black one and it has very mixed reviews on amazon. (It’s a little worrisome when more than one reviewer mentions the CD player part of the unit not working after a few months.)

It’s not as though this is a life-or-death decision here. Sometimes I wonder why I’m bothering – especially since it’s not like Carolyn knows or cares what her CD player should look like. Ah, well. It’s the curse of being a detail-oriented person, I guess.

Well, they don’t quite fit like they used to, but my jeans fit again! Yippee! After having worn pretty much nothing but black stretchy maternity pants for the past 9 months, it’s kind of strange to look down and see blue. Strange, but wonderful.