misplaced mama

Today was one of those days that got me breathing a big sigh of relief. It was a really good day. These past couple weeks my moods have been all over the place, my patience thin as new ice. I have been easy to snap and bitch. My level was on low and slow and my head ached. My saving grace was trying to write some positive things so I could find some motivation in my own life. My whole energy has been fuzzy, hazy, sleepy and pretty darn grumpy.

But today it lifted. The girls were so adorably cute, happy an chatty as they woke up, kissing and giggling and playing together. Sure beats Mia getting on the window seat and taking a flying dive off it on top of Sula or me. Bill and I slept another 1/2 hour while my gals read books in bed together. Then Bill took them out of the room and got their oatmeal made and I got to sleep another 30 minutes! I told Bill that one (of many!) thing (s) he must do, if circumstance creates opportunity, is take the girls out of bed every morning so I can get a bit of alone time (quiet rest) before I start my day. I asked him to imagine his material suppliers, his superintendents and his clients all right there, in the bedroom, as soon as he wakes up and they have coffee with you and then they drive to work with you and then they are with you constantly from that point on. That’s what it’s like when the kids wake me up and we are a threesome, non-stop for 10 hours, and then a foursome after that. I get no solo drive to work, or empty houses to work in or a trip to the bathroom alone. I think he got it.

The girls and I hung out at home all morning which set the vibe. They played and read books and let me get some editing/writing work I had to do for Arizona Birth Network (I know. Me? Editing,? What a funny thought!) We stayed in our jammies until 11am and without much of a struggle, we all got dressed. Then we went and played on the lawn next to the skate park and watched skaters while I took utterly overexposed and blurry photos of Mia and Sula (but I had such a blast taking them, I swear it’s just as good for me then when I get 1 decent shot). We also had fun cleaning up all the soda cans littered on the lawn. Even Sula was entertained as a liter patrol and ate her first cigarette butt (yes, mom, I washed out her mouth and hands. eventually). After that we fed some ducks bread and afyter Sula began eating the bread, too we left to go to a yummy vegan restaurant, Green. The girls were happy and in good spirits and were excited to eat their noodles. I had a superb Thai peanut bowl, so fresh and clean and tangy. Much to our pleasant surprise, mere mortal dada, the man Leigh and Kaia love, walked in the restaurant with a friend. The girls love him, as I think all kids of all ages do. They great thing about where I live is that it’s not so big and there is a chance you run into people you know it there. I like when I like the person I run into. It was a welcome change to have lunch where the girls where super mellow and ate lots and acted coy with the boys while I got to chat with some friends about big-kid stuff like vehicles to get on the road and start a circus with.

We deserted on a Smores soy milkshake. It was filled with vegan marshmallows, crushed up graham crackers, and chocolate and vanilla soy ice cream. That alone can make a day happy.

After that we went next store to Acme Prints and ordered a silkscreen and 15 American Apparel shits a few for presents this year and some we will eventually sell. Acme was filled with hot men running silk-screens. Hot. I’m serious. Where did they come from? Plus three adorable dogs. Service was awesome and I got 15 sweatshop free shirts with a silkscreen printed on them for less than $10 a shirt.

By the time we got home, Bill was there, cleaning the house thoroughly plus he picked up all the dog poop in the backyard. Which I guess should make up for the fact left the baby’s big solid poop in the cloth diaper and threw it in the wash like that.

Bill watched the girls while I got some New Year’s card made. I made a kick ass veggie soup for dinner. The girls went to sleep on our way home from the bookstore, where we bought magazines to cut images out for our vision *board. We actually went home and instead of getting lost behind computers or Pro-Tools recording gear, we actually hung out and cut more images out and tacked them to our board, which is beginning to fill up with color and shapes and faces and random things important to us.

Other highlights include Mia telling me I was her best friend. Sula wouldn’t stop kissing me with those juicy lips and when she was done kissing me she’d look at me and ask, ’ngain?’ (again) and I’d say yes and she’s plant another on me. Mia spilled a big thing of apple-grape juice and cleaned it all up herself (sort of). Sula let me “mr. blue” her (that nose squeezer snot thing) her completely stuffed up nose. 4-5 people told me they loved me today. I received a hysterical Christmas card from my pregnant friend dressed up like a an old west saloon girl. I am going to start writing articles for a sustainable living website.

I liked today. Here’s to tomorrow.

*We got a huge corkboard and started tacking specific images up; people we respect, photos of kids with farm animals, travel magazine clippings to all the places we want to travel. A fun, easy and colorful way to lay out our visions together.