There's just too much stuff going on in my head right now; I can't seem to separate individual thoughts long enough to try and express any single one in the short story fashion appropriate for this blog. So instead, I'm going to use this post as a kind of exercise in the hopes that when I'm done, my mind will be a little clearer, and I'll be able to go about my day and be a little more productive.
1. Today is Derek's birthday. I really need to hurry up and get his cake frosted/ get the pork loin in the crockpot for the pulled pork sandwiches/ have the kids make something crafty as a cute gift.
2. Mmmm, pulled pork. MMMMM, Head Country Barbeque Sauce.
3. Atticus makes the best camera faces.
"Thank you Jeeeeesus for sugar cookies!"
4. I got to see so many beloved friends and family over the past couple weeks, including my sister Kelli, who is pregnant and due with her and her husband's first baby at the end of February. I am super duper excited about this baby, not least of all because I think she's going to be ridiculously cute, and also because I finally get to be the one loving on and squeezing a sweet little baby, then giving it back and going home to get some sleep.
5. My baby sister Steph is also pregnant and due with her first baby in May. I'm also excited about this baby, but my feelings are a little different about Steph having a baby. This is probably due to the fact that Steph is my baby sister. I remember changing her diapers. I remember using a warm wet washcloth to clean the gunk off of her over-active-tear-duct-eyes so that she could open them in the morning. I still call her things like Shteffer Beffer. She can't have a baby; she's still a baby herself. Except that she's married and out on her own and actually a legal adult. A baby adult.
6. The kiddos got Lincoln Logs for Christmas.
Derek's been having a great time building old-timey forts.
7. I wonder what manna tastes like?
Head Country Barbeque Sauce? Perhaps.
8. I had my first vision-darkling, roaring-in-my-ears brush with claustrophia while stuck in an elevator with a friend in downtown Wichita. I think I'll be taking the stairs from now on.
9. I love Table Rock Lake.
10. Mitt Romney and I are on a first-name basis. He calls me Kristy. I call him Mitt.
No, really. There were several messages on the answering machine when we got home, and in them he referred to me as, "Kristy." As a result, when I answered the phone last night, instead of my standard, "Hello?" I said, "Hi, Mitt!" It wasn't actually Mitt calling that time, but his Des Moines campaign manager. I'm sure all this attention has nothing to do with the fact that I live in Iowa and there's a little thing called the Iowa caucus coming up. I will say, however, that one of the messages actually sounded like Mitt talking, not just a recording. He sounded tired. It kind of made me like him more.
11. Caedmon's new favorites are the Itsy Bitsy Spider and the Beaver Song.
He's learning all kinds of new words. He is so amazingly sweet. He also eats a ton. Non-stop eating is what our Spud is all about.
12. I really enjoy having Adelaide home all day. Maybe I just won't send her back to school next week.
That's better. Time to go forth and be productive.