No one.
No one at all.
Go about your business.
….. Maybe bring me a sandwich…..
by Lauren 3 Comments
No one.
No one at all.
Go about your business.
….. Maybe bring me a sandwich…..
by Lauren 7 Comments
I just want to whine for a minute. No advice needed, I just want to complain and then get on with my life.
I am currently dealing with the frustration of being a disorganized person. I am sooooo much a ‘live in the moment’ kind of person, but that means that I have very, very poor organizational skills. This is presenting a problem at work because I’m feeling the crunch on some projects and the start of each work time is several minutes of “What was I doing? What needs to be done now? Is it possible that I am currently doing work that has been done before? Yes. Yes it is.” So I work frantically with a feeling of ‘someone else would be doing this faster and more efficiently, with less personal berating’. (Honestly, if I call myself a moron one more time, I’m going to have to have a talk with me.)
I have thought that I should just take some time and get my head organized, but honestly – who’s kidding who? I will live like this until I die because the adrenaline rush is the only thing that motivates me to get things done.
On another negative side, this personal failing also caused me to pay the credit card bill late, and that has happened enough there is no more forgiveness from the company. Stupid
life lessons.
So again, no encouragement or advice needed. Instead, tell me about a dessert that you like.
by Lauren 3 Comments
We had Family Night tonight (Tuesday). Family Nights are monthly events that the Child Development Center helps with by providing child care & supplies. We meet at different locations each time – usually a local church – and a free meal is provided. Afterward, the children go off to play and the parents go off to a wonderfully informative presentation.
Usually, I help lug the toys over, help greet the families, listen to the presentation, then take the toys back to school. There are college students who help with child care.
Well, last month we were short of help, so I stayed to assist with the littlest ones. I just have to say that it was the STUPIDEST idea I’d had all day, since there was a little one-year-old who was rather distraught, so I just walked around and let him cry/snot all over my sweater. I could have given him back to his mom and dad, but one of the perks of this night for the parents is having some time away from their children, so we just stuck it out. He did alright, but the sweater was pretty soaked.
It’s a funny thing about sweaters and me. I very seldom wash them. (That means that almost every sweater I wear is borderline gross.) See, if you have a sweater that is dirty enough to require washing, you really need two sweaters to wash together, otherwise it’s not worth just throwing one in the washer on Delicate and doing all that blocking so it won’t shrink. So this snotty sweater went into the hamper and for four weeks I just kept throwing it back to the bottom when Saturday came around. Well, this weekend I had another that I had spilled coffee on, so two sweaters merited a ride in the Wash-O-Matic.
I just happened to be wearing this sweater today.
Tonight was Family Night.
I stayed at the very beginning of the child care portion and – like a moron – gravitated toward the one little boy who was having a hard time. My director told me that he had trouble the last time and had needed to go to mom & dad. We tried coaxing him to play for a while, but then I said I’d just take him up to the presentation and we’d find them.
He cried as I carried him.
He started burping as he cried.
He barfed his pancake supper…..on my sweater.
Dang it.
It was actually mostly on my shirt, though, and just a little on my pants and sweater, so the bright side? I’ll be washing it all tonight!
by Lauren 4 Comments
Imagine, if you will, a 10-year-old Lauren coming home from school. She gets a snack, settles down in front of the giant wooden piece of fine furniture that just happens to be the outer case of the television and turns it to the one of the four channels that come in to watch the Muppet Show….
And Luke Skywalker, C-3PO and R2D2 are hosting!!??!!
Mind. Blown.
I don’t actually remember watching it, although – knowing myself – there might have been tears involved. What I do remember is understanding what a ‘rerun’ was, and every day for days that turned into weeks that turned into months that sadly turned into years – waiting for them to show that episode again. It was so ingrained into me, that should there be some reason that I couldn’t watch t.v. that day, I was certain that they had played it and I missed it.
Flash forward to Sunday. I mentioned that in passing to Lloyd, and he mentioned a similar longing as a child.
But guess what? We are living in an amazing time!
Gob bless the Internet!
by Lauren 8 Comments
Well. Not entirely unexpected, but it was weird. The weather the past few days was fairly nice, and on Friday night we actually had thunderstorms. It was strange to have a big, blowy snow after all that. It was a perfect day for holing up in the house after church in my pajamas, though!
*We interrupt this post to say “Happy Birthday, Deborah!”*
Last week Bethany (Deborah’s daughter) brought by the following poem. At first I was just enamored of the cuteness of her spelling and her thoughtfulness at noticing the poem’s author (Ralph, Wally and Emme are named for him), but today I actually read it for what it was.
How beautiful. I don’t often read poetry, but I’m thinking that maybe I should.
Emme liked it, too.
by Lauren 6 Comments
Lloyd had some Republican thing in Kearney, Nebraska today, so we drove out there in a tremendous fog. I told Lloyd that I had just been marveling at how my stomach hasn’t bothered me in quite some time, and suddenly the anxiety of driving was making it all icky.
The fog cleared up by the time we reached Kearney, though, and it actually turned into a very nice day. Storms were forecast for later in the day, so it was neat seeing the different parts of the sky.
I dropped Lloyd off at the conference center and then went to McDonald’s to do some work for school. There was a group of farmers talking and it was great listening to them – they all sounded like they could have been uncles of Lloyd.
After that I went dorking around the stores, but then back to the conference center to work until Lloyd finished. I deeply regret not taking a photo of the marble counter where I worked, but I can show the gorgeous, gorgeous bathroom.
I appreciated that they had all the toiletries I could ever need. I thought about taking a bath in the sink and staring fresh.
And lastly, the little lounge, where I should have cozied up to finish writing.
Anything you want to share about the Republican thing, Lloyd?
Lloyd: Our bathroom wasn’t as nice.