Civil Duties & Chef Solomon
I was summoned for jury duty for which I reported to the court house today. The day consisted of sitting in the same blue chair (at least it was cushioned) & in between the same two people the entire time. Finally, at about 2:30 they called a list of people & said they had to report for trial. The rest of us were dismissed a half hour later. This was quite possibly one of the most boring, wasted days of my life, but at least it got me out of the house for the day.
When I was cooking dinner tonight, Solomon started playing with the knobs on the stove. He tries to turn them often, but hasn't been able to figure out that he has to push them in then turn them. That is, until tonight. I kept pushing his hands away & telling him "no, that's hot," but anyone who knows anything about toddlers knows they are the most determined of creatures. The mac 'n cheese turned out okay, but when I went to pull the main course out of the oven, I discovered that Solomon had cranked it all the way up to above 500, almost to broil. The sad beef patties were nice & crunchy on the bottom & had shrunk to a quarter of their normal size. At least the potatoes, carrots, & onions turned out perfect. Guess this means we have to childproof our stove now.
Monday, May 26, 2008
I Think I May Very Well Run Away From Home
Jason's tonsillectomy was this past Friday so I've been doing everything myself since then. I normally do most household things myself anyway (since I've been jobless), but Jason is always available to entertain Solomon if I'm cooking dinner or washing dishes. Not to mention that Jason is waaay better at entertaining Solomon than I am; our kid definitely has a strong preference for this father. Since Jason's surgery, Solomon has been a royal pain in the rear the majority of the time. His tantrums have increased in frequency & intensity - he knows daddy is upstairs in bed, so all he wants is to be in our bed, jumping on daddy.
This afternoon Jason asked me to take Solomon out of the house for a while as the boy wouldn't stop screaming & running crazy, so we went to the Spectrum (a nice outdoor mall). Solomon did okay at first, until we stopped at Johnny Rocket's for dinner. I was rearranging the seats at our table so I could put Solomon in a highchair when all of a sudden the whole stroller flipped backward! Solomon was pushing off the table with his foot until he knocked himself over! I was so embarrassed!! It was a little funny though, so I couldn't help but laugh too. Anyway, another father had to come help me because I couldn't get the damn thing back upright. Then Solomon decided he didn't want to sit in the highchair & started flailing about when I tried to put him in it. I then gave him a few cookies, hoping it would calm him down until we could get some fries or something, but he just threw them. He did eat a couple, but not until he was finished practicing his curveball. We waited for more than 10 minutes for a server & I decided I couldn't wait any longer with a wailing, thrashing toddler on my hands. We headed back home & went through a Taco Bell drive-thru instead.
I cried most of the way home because my kid often manages to make me feel like I'm not cutout to be a mom. Somehow, I still love him more than anything else God has ever given me. I'm insane to want to do this a thousand times over.
Monday, May 19, 2008
What Happens in Vegas
I had an awesome week in Vegas! Saturday we went out on my uncle's boat on the lake; the water was too cold to actually get in but we did get to see some mountain sheep come down to drink the water when we stopped for lunch on a beach. We didn't do much for Mother's Day. Jason took me to the restaurant at Texas Station I wanted to go to & just as we were finishing up my uncle walked in, sat at our table, & took our bill (he uses his comp points to treat everyone to meals all the time). On Monday my cousin, Jarrod, & I went to see Stomp Out Loud (sorry, the video quality is crappy as someone obviously recorded it with a hand-held or something, which they weren't supposed to do) - definitely one of the most entertaining shows I've ever been to. I've seen it on t.v. before, but it's a completely different experience in person. I wish I was a badass percussionist like that.
As for the gambling, Jason, I believe, broke even (that's considered a very good thing when you leave Vegas as it is a rarity). I was down about $60 for the week & then my dad & I played some slot machines & roulette on Thursday. I won about $90 playing slots then lost $20 because I couldn't stop playing. Tables intimidate me so I just watched my dad play roulette for a while before I decided to join in. I started with $50 & by the time I walked away I had nearly tripled my money. The two times I played my & Jason's anniversary, 25, it hit both times! The second time it hit, I hit the actual number, that column, red, & odd all at the same time. My dad made me buy dinner that night.
It was a good week in Vegas.
Friday, May 02, 2008
Sometimes my love for Jesus is so overwhelming it actually makes me giddy - to the point I want to shout it from the rooftops.
Give me about 3 seconds, though, & I will quickly call someone an AF on the road.
Does this ring true for anyone else, or is it just me?