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My Life Thus Far
2008-04-26 03:51:04 (UTC)

Two Simple Wishes

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Today's been a good day. I've been on a bit of an
emotional roller coaster, but other than that, it's been
good. For some reason Snookums has been on edge, too.
We've tried to co-exist peacefully because it's Kiki's
birthday. Since it's almost 8:30pm, I suppose our efforts
have been a success.

Snookums came home early this morning and dived into
laundry. That pissed me off, because the only reason he
even touched the laundry was because he needs to pack his
sea bag. All last week when I couldn't find underwear that
didn't roll down or pants that didn't cut off my
circulation, he didn't seem to care about the laundry, but
as soon as HE needed something, he was all over it.
Bastard. I still love him :) That's just the hormones
talking. It doesn't matter, anyway. He leaves on Thursday.
Next week I have to do the laundry myself, whether I like
it or not. The plus side being he won't be home making any
of it. His uniforms, black socks, white t-shirts, 45 pound
over-sized jeans and track suits won't be taking up any
space in my laundry basket. Once again, that was the
hormones talking :)

Kiki's had two simple wishes on her birthday. Chuck E.
Cheese's and candles on her birthday cake. Both easy
wishes to fulfill. So, after we picked Annie up from her
field trip, we headed to Chuck E. Cheese's. Kiki wasn't at
all interested in playing any games. She just wanted to do
her own thing. She's sit on a ride and pretend she was
playing, but as soon as you put a token in, she'd hop off
and move to the next attraction. She probably spent a good
30 minutes staring up at the animatronic Chuck E. Cheese
character on the stage in the birthday zone. Every once in
awhile he'd spontaneously move and she'd shriek and run
away in fear, only to come back in awe once he stopped
moving.

This time, we ate there. Not as affordable when you factor
in tokens, too. It cost over $60 and that wasn't even a
birthday party. That's what you'd spend on a pizza, some
drinks, a little salad and 50 tokens per kid. It was
totally worth it though, because Kiki was so happy. When
we got home, we did her birthday cake and all that good
stuff. She knew exactly what to do. She sang "Happy
Birthday" to herself, along with the rest of us, then blew
out her 3 little candles. She got upset when we took the
candles out and cut the cake. She cried. It was so cute!
She just wanted to look at it, not eat it, but she got
over that quickly once Annie sunk into her slice.

Helena sent me yet another annoying e-mail this morning.
Wanting to know when she should schedule her flight,
whether Jason would be here or not. She's still pushing
the scheduled c-section idea so booking a flight will be
easier for her. No fucking way. It seems like every other
day she asks the same questions, wanting the same answers.
Doesn't it occur to her I'll tell her when I'm ready?
Honestly, I don't want her here. The unfortunate truth is,
I know I'll need her here, but if I could tell her not to
come (without hurting her feelings irreperably) I would.
She doesn't know the first thing about taking care of a
baby. So, as long as she doesn't try to tell me how to
take care of my newborn, we should be okay. Even if I'm
irritated by her presence.

There's nothing else of interest about today. The day is
done. I'm glad Kiki enjoyed it. There was more pressure on
us, this being the first birthday she understands. One kid
down, one more to go. Two if you count the baby. I guess
he'll be having a birthday this year, too. Ciao.





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