January 27, 2007
Weekend in review
I am a member of a secret society, and on Friday night 4 out of the 5 4Bs* in the secret society made it out. One B was ornerier than usual, one B complained about the pscho Bug Lady from work and the Queen B was celebrating the success of her recently launched business. The 5th B was on a ski vacation elsewhere. Me? I was just happy to be in proximity of the women in my life who still remember me as fun.
Of course the evening couldn't be without incident as one B pointed out. "Partying with Incidents" is the foundation of our secret society. When we got back to the minivan we were parked in a crime scene. Had we arrived 15 minutes later we may have been part of the crime. We barreled the minivan through the police blockade and somehow the van knew the way to Dick's on Queen Anne.
I came home late to one sick husband. The night continued to errode as Britta woke up in such vasts amount of urine we had to change her jammies and let her sleep in our bed so her crib could dry out. I suspect Andy must have tried my 40 ouncer with a nipple idea. Karsten then woke up and wandered around downstairs for a few hours. I logged a good 5 hours of sleep...and then the other kids showed up. I was watching 6 kids -- the biggest with raging ear infections. I chugged some coffee and let the kids dig around at the beach. The day turned out surprisingly well.
All this excitement didn't stop me from my resolution of potty training this weekend. Every week I kept saying "next week" but "next week" never came. Yesterday I resolved. We had 1 peepee in the potty, 1 poopoo in the pants and 1 peepee in her pants. My grade: moderate success and at least we have officially started the process.
Now it is Sunday. Britta sat on the potty today with no tinkling, except for in the naptime diaper. I may start offering juice during the day so we can up the daytime fluid intake for training purposes.
I took Karsten to a bridal shower with me today. His friend Naomi was there to play with him. On the way over he told me, "One boy and one girl...that means we can cuddle!" I didn't know what to say to that one. He did try and kiss Naomi a few times when we were leaving. I told him he needed to ask her first and if she said, "no" then he couldn't kiss her. She said no. He had to settle for mommy kisses today. Poor Karsten got shot down. Andy told him "next time kiss first and ask later" but I was there to make Andy recall his statement.
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Don't ask me about the 4Bs, I can never tell. No, you cannot join. Membership closed in 1989. I will say that we don't have a handshake but we do have a secret song.
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January 1, 2007
Happy New Year!
The party at McLeod Residence rocked. We followed it by crashing a party at the masonic temple on our home turf. See more new year's photos and the photos from the polar bear swim.
My email isn't working in case anyone is trying to reach me. Maybe after I call customer service tomorrow it will be fixed? I'm checking my work email account or I can be reached using the phone.
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July 17, 2006
One down
The best thing about hosting a dinner party is the leftovers. I had to "repackage" the salmon duet in phyllo as "salmon hot dogs with ketchup" so the kids would eat them tonight. Repackaging mission was successful. The leftover brownies didn't need any market positioning at all.
The party was a success, I think. It is tough to get a good sense of a party when you're in the moment of "did I remember to put out the sugar cubes?" and such but there was a moment (thanks to Tina) where I was able to relax and enjoy the beautiful weather, the amazing company, good food and the music of Steve Mason. Someone asked me that night if we would be hosting this party again next year and I immediately said, "no way." I mean how often can you call in so many favors? Every ten years? I borrowed things from my neighbor, a friend of the neighbor, my sister-in-law, people from the board, my parent's neighbors, the church, my mother-in-law and cashed on my friends and family generous enough to volunteer to help.
I still need to finish putting everything away and returning all the borrowed items and then the plan is to find my suitcase and think about packing for my six weeks abroad. All signs point to me screetching out of here in a frenzied state.
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July 12, 2006
Art with Heart benefit dinner
This blog post will confirm that yes indeed, I am insane. If anyone else would like to join us for the Art with Heart: Party with the Board of Directors let me know, we have room for about 3 or 4 more people. Tickets are $100 a person. The dinner is this Sunday night at our house. This dinner will go to buying "urban survival backpacks" for homeless teenagers and distribute some of the cool art with heart books.
Did I mention I leave for Europe next week? Insanity is ruling our household at the moment.
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April 25, 2006
Victory declared
Perhaps three times is presumptious to declare victory but I'm riding high on a few successful meals with my kids. Ever since I got my sandwich maker I've been able to disguise all kinds of food in "pockets."
Two weeks ago: egg salad + cheddar cheese and smash it all into the sandwich maker and the kids asked for more.
Last week: lamb and mashed potatoes in the food processor --> into sandwich maker. I called it shwarma and watched them chow.
Tonight: My boldest move yet. Tomatoes. Yes, really, Karsten and Britta both ate tomatoes. I pureed tomatoes, bacon and stuck them all together with some jack cheese and they ate and ate and ate.
The possibilites are endless.
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September 21, 2005
Friday night cancelled
Andy leaves for Singapore Friday night so I'm going to try again for something next week. We'll see... I've hit panic mode just thinking of the logistics of packing up a house and a family for 3 months.
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September 18, 2005
Friday night send off
So many friends have asked if they won't see me again until 2006. I think taking a 3 month trip abroad will require a little farewell send off.
Friends, mark your calendars for a little after work meet up this Friday night. I was aiming to get out tomorrow night but that's probably too short of notice.
Stay tuned for details.
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May 19, 2005
Long lasting effects of karaoke
Last Saturday I went to karaoke and I'm still thinking about it -- probably because I don't get out much. I learned:
1. I don't need to be drunk to make a fool of myself
2. I should be drunk to make a food of myself
3. Several songs have resurfaced into my life. One in particular should have stayed a memory. I just bought .38 Special's "Somebody Like You" from the Apple iTunes store because Becca invoked a memory of us singing this song in college. I was must have been drunk in college because this song really sucks.
3. Bobby Brown needs to make a comeback.
4. "King of Pain" really is a good song, just not with Sting singing it. A (talented) female voice should alter it and sing "Queen of Pain." Strange that a karaoke song could be better than Sting himself.
5. Come on Eileen should not be attempted in karaoke.
6. Don't shout obscenities at a karaoke bar. We almost got kicked out.
7. I shouldn't have talked smack about being able to do the sign language for "You Light Up My Life." That was in second grade afterall.
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May 7, 2005
Where did Jana go?
Waking up super hungover this morning wiped the "I'm such a good mommy" feeling away. A lesser mommy would have puked (I won't mention names). I should have taken it as a sign to stop drinking from the tequila bottle after I got up and danced with the belly dancers... but I didn't.
Today sucked. I finally had enough strength to drag myself to Easton's second birthday party. When Tina saw me she said, "Are you okay? Did Andy go out of town again?" Andy walked in behind me and said, no, I was just really hungover. Great way to introduce myself to the other moms. I didn't feel so bad when one of the pregnant moms said she preferred bong tokes. I was in the right crowd.
Tomorrow is Mother's Day and I shall repent.
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