Talk about depressed…

On Saturday night, I went to Buffalo, NY. This is the area I grew up in. My sister was having her 40th birthday party, and I found a cheap fare, so hey, why not?

This was an odd trip. It was 32 hours long. That’s pretty short. In that time I did the following:

  • Played with my niece and nephews
  • Talked to my parents who came up for the party.
  • Talked with my uncle who I rarely see
  • Visited with my sister’s mother in law who has finally decided that it’s okay that Dr. Jay is Jewish
  • Visited my best friend Becky.
  • Played Pokemon with her kids
  • Had an impromptu birthday party for my friend Julie who now lives in Houston, but visits during the summer.
  • Got into a car accident on the trip back to my sister’s, by a kid who just got his license.
  • Had about 3 hours of sleep before going to the airport
  • Picked up a cold that rivals almost any summer cold I have had.

Wow, what a busy trip.

The interesting part of all of this is how depressed the whole Western New York region looked. Some places I was familiar with growing up were now falling apart. The paint peeling, the roofs were weak. Cars looked older than I see in Boston. The area left me feeling sad.

On the way to visit Becky, I saw a sign "Make this a funner summer". I wanted to scream. This is common. And we wonder why our kids don’t know how to use English correctly.
I was pretty surprised by how dumpy everything looked and felt to me.
I wonder if you really can’t go back home…

Just a day

I actually got sleep last night. In fact, Luna has slept through the night 4 of the last 8 nights (5 if you count the day she woke up at 5:30, but Dr. Jay isn’t counting that because he tried to get her back to sleep for an hour)

This weekend was soggy. Rain, rain and more rain. It made Sunday very difficult, especially when Dr. Jay was gone 80% of the girls’ waking hours between softball and grocery shopping. Then yesterday was soggy, but we drove an hour towards the Cape (Cod that is) to pick up a table from Criag’s list.

Here’s a photo of the table. It wouldn’t fit IN the Rav4, forcing me to strap it to the roof  rack (YES, I brought the tie downs). The girls were thrilled. The woman selling it was, well, a pain. I found her selling this on ebay for $65! That was WAY too much for a used table. So I emailed offering $40. She ignored me. Then she went on Criag’s list and offered other stuff. I tried to buy another table from her, but she was upset I didn’t reply right away (I told her I was out of town), but then she said she had this table. I wrote back saying YES and again she claimed that she sold it to someone else. Grrr. So I waited a week and she wrote back that she still had it.Table

She claimed she cleaned it. HA. There were so many spider nests I was getting the willies trying to clean it. But the girls helped and we got it all cleaned up. It is sitting in our living room and around 4pm, Soleil strapped on her bike helmet, tied a tape measure around her waist and went "rock climbing" on the table.

I love buying things "gently used" for the kids. It is so damn expensive anyway to buy new and why waste the plastic (yes, it is number 2 recyclable, but that’s not the point). I have my eye on a playhouse at ebay right now.

After a long day of mommy and the girls, Daddy comes home. At this point, mommy is chopped liver and hides. I come down to watch Lady and the Tramp* with them, but Soleil comes and sits on my lap. Followed by Luna.
Here I am, the person they have spent all day with, getting tons of loving while watching tv. Luna kept reaching up and stroking my cheek.

* There is ONE scene in this movie that drives me insane. It is when the Siamese cats sing. It is so overtly racist that I get sick to my stomach watching it. The cats have buck teeth and speak in a poor construction of English so to indicate that they are "different". UGH. I hate that stuff. Thanks Uncle Walt, you stupid bigot!

YAWN…. I am back!

We made it! I had the best weekend of my life! I spent time with 7 wonderful women and some kids that were amazing! Soleil handled travel like a pro and enjoyed the business class seats we got on the way out! They way back was, well, a nightmare. But we got home.

I did not sleep much… But we did have a ball. Soleil and I got to share a bed, a rare treat for her and a pain for me! I did discover that she nightmares alot! 2-3 nightmares each night! She also talks in her sleep. Not surprising… I have a bunch of things to catch up on and a tile guy to threaten. If he won’t return my calls, I am going to find someone else!  Here’s a quick peak at Sylv and I on the trip. Notice her new friend, Baby Cow. I want to call him cutlet, Dr. Jay calls him De-calf. Soleil just calls him Baby Cow.
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