Sunday, August 19, 2007

Ah, thank god for Vacation!!!

What a great weekend! It's been over a year and a half since we had a vacation, and that vacation was seeing my mom, and having a single evening out to watch the Da Vinci code (or was that two years ago??)

In any case Friday we went to a Drive in movie with the kids. It went really well. We watched Underdog, which was really cute, much better than I was expecting at any rate. Normal teenage angst, strained parental relationship, and cute cuddly puppy. What more can you ask? The children had a nice time. We just relaxed in the bed of the truck. We brought the kids a couple of chairs. I brought a couple big body pillows and 4 blankets and just settled in. Brought Talon 2 trucks, a light, a ball, and a couple of other little things. We also supplied him with a never ending bag of animal crackers. You have never seen a child eat until you've seen Talon eat. Talon out eats Katrina at every single meal. Last night he had all of his dinner and then finished Katrina's for her.

Yesterday we went to the Baltimore Zoo. People around here are pretty impressed but we've been to real zoos before. Cleveland, Pittsburgh, and even Columbus are far superior. Of course the kids don't remember (and Talon has never gone elsewhere) so the only ones dissapointed were Les and I. Katrina and I rode a camel, which was fun. There are only 2 sections in the zoo, africa, and American farm animals. Yes. Cows. Pigs. Donkeys. Chickens. Owls. There was an otter exhibit which I greatly enjoyed. That made the day for me. Katrina and I both begged for pet otters but Les was unmoved by our pleas. Of course, I'm sure our bathtub really isn't the ideal otter environment, but they were just so darn cute and cuddly, and fun! When it was almost feeding time they came to the door the zookeepers use and kept standing on their back legs to look through the window. The one seemed to actually knock on the door.

"Hey Bub, where's our food?"

Katrina really wanted to stay in a hotel so I called around but 8 of 8 hotels I called was completely full. I'm not really sure why. They just were. In Katrina's mind it isn't really a vacation if you don't stay in a hotel. For her those things are synonomous. I asked her why since we have a very nice apartment and there is a pool here. Her response?

"I like to swim at night."

Maybe next time, Sweety.

Today was Dutch Wonderland day. For those not in this area that is an amusement park geared towards those under 12. Adults pay full cost to ride the 7 rides we can comfortably fit on but because kids like it you pay. There are 30 rides in total. And also a small water park. I had 2 complimentary tickets because the last time I took the kids it rained. Today we got there at about 11:30. We rode one ride. Went to get a bite to eat inside a park restaurant. 12:30 it started raining. 1:30 we got 3 more complimentary tickets and headed home. We swung into the movie store and rented Diego, Dr. Strange, and some movie with Luke Wilson in the future being the smartest man on Earth (scary, sad thought, huh?) What freaked me out about that last movie was I could totally see all of that happening. Oddly enough I frequently think that evolution has stopped working because people who would not have previously survived, produced the number of offspring they are now etc are having more and more children, and those of us who are educated and responcible have fewer children than ever before. It seems that generally the poor and uneducated or the religiously fanatic are the only ones having more than 2.5 children.

In any case we called a couple of friends and they came over and hung out. We talked about high school and college. It kind of freaks me out to remember that once upon a time, I was actually smart, and then I think, what the hell did I do with all that potential? When we were sharing tales of high school and college I was kind of the odd person out... I got my freshman year of college finished in high school with a 4.0. What do I know about skipping classes or sleeping in them? They're talking about 20 sentance papers and I'm remembing 5 or 6 50+ page papers I turned in, or my aesthetics class with 3 papers due a week (we went from 18 students to 5 of us in a week's time).

Finally we ended the night with Katrina showing us a puppet show starring Vincent Van Goat.

"Hi, I'm Vincent Van Goat and this is my ball." She tosses down the ball from her puppet's mouth.

"Who is going to play with me?" Up comes her other hand, non puppeted.

"I'll play with you. I'm Handy."

"Hi Handy." They toss the ball back and forth.

"And they played together. The end." We all clapped voraciously and passed out hugs. Our friends went home and now I'm writing this blog entry.

Night night folks :)

Monday, August 13, 2007

A real Update

It's hard to believe it's been so long since I actually wrote a blog entry.

I'm not going to talk about work except to say that I am working. See, I can learn :)

A lot has changed. We bought a house. Sold that house. We're in an apartment. We have a house which we are renovating to "flip." This is a big hassle. Don't do it unless you have time, lots of time, and lots of money. Also, expect that your relationship will suffer while you're doing this.

I have two wonderful children. Let me tell you a bit about child 2, since no one knows about him yet.

His name is Talon. He was born April 26, 2006. I almost died giving birth to him but I didn't :) Which was a very good thing! He is a healthy, happy little 15 month old now. He says a couple of words, he likes to play fetch (yes, like a puppy), and he likes to have his biggy sister chase him around the house as he giggles. He will purposely stop so she can catch him and then he'll start running again.

Katrina is now 5. She will be going to Kindergarten in a few weeks. (I am much more anxious about this than she is.) She still has problems with allergies and Asthma, so much so that when I tried to get her life insurance, she was declined. Not to say she is dying, her allergies are very well controlled since we got rid of our pets. She is also taking a cheerleading/dance class on Mondays. Which is tonight. Right now she is having a nap because she needs one before class or she has a hard time keeping up with the other kids, all of whom are 9 or older.

Les is working also and he likes his job. He will be going onto day shift soon, which is a great thing. He's also busy trying to flip the house we bought. He spends his days working. He doesn't have free time right now and he only recently was able to spend some time with us and that's because I told him our relationship would not survive as it currently is going.

Let's see, I'm me. I've decided I'm going to start going to a Unitarian church and trying it out. What's funny is that Hunchuk and my public speaking teacher both tried to get me to go in college but I declined and now I find that is exactly the church I'm drawn to! Go figure. I've started writing poetry again. It's been awhile but I've recently been inspired. Not actually any poetry that I can share on here, but I imagine I'll get to that point again. I'm trying to decide if I'm going to try and rewrite my zombie story. It's already 175 pages long and I think I can almost double that just by doing detail work to it. when I write I tend to be very action oriented, a lot of people speaking, because that's what I like to read. However, I think for everyone else's sake I'd better throw in things about the smell of day old tobacco that lingers in the air like a light fog covereing all the furniture in the house etc etc etc.

I'm not sure how much I'll update but I think I will be doing it much more regularly than I was. I am hoping to reconnect with some old friends. Sorry I've been away so long.

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Unchanging

I am unchanging, in a world full of change.

I forget that other people change.

That relationships not tended, don't remain the same, but instead can wither on the vine.

But I, strangely, don't feel that way.

If I were to get a call from someone I hadn't spoken to in 10 years we would pick right up.

I only realize that sometimes other people don't think and feel that way.

They feel that too much time has passed.

That they have changed too much.

Or perhaps they don't know how much I remember them.

Or the hours we'd spend chatting.

I am, and have considered myself to be for some years,

A collector of other people's stories.

I may not recognize someone's face, but if they begin to tell me there story I will remember them.

And so I'm easily transported back in time, with a simple IM, a phone call, a letter.

And the years fade away.

And memories return.


And I'm happy because I've found a lost friend, and I dive right back in!

And I don't always realize that maybe we aren't really friends anymore.