Friday, April 20, 2012

Spring Sprang

The weather has been beautiful. My little Gumball stands by the door, reaching up to jiggle the handle, saying "outside. Go walk outside!" Since she is prematurely entering the terrible twos, this is often followed by brief toddler rage, and/or tears. Fun times. We do go outside whenever the weather allows. Gumball loves to visit the ceramic pig outside in a neighbor's garden, and chase bubbles, and go for sprints around the yard. She's so much fun these days, tantrums aside. She talks, and sings, and plays with reckless abandon. She loves Pumpkin, who she calls "Pumpin" or just Cat. She watches for the moon, and tells me frequently, "the moon is only at night." She adores babies, especially "Baby Wee-o," and loves her little friends. It's incredible seeing the kids grow up together. You know. To the ripe old age of 20 months.

It's been a happy, and generally peaceful, period for me. Gumball's last name has been legally changed to match mine. We've been busy with friends and have enjoyed visits from family.

I had that one fantastic date, and while it didn't turn out the way I thought I wanted (please note: zen detachment. Thank you, therapy.) I've been communicating with other people online though, and may have another date again soon. Hopefully the next person who asks me out won't move out of state immediately following our date.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Sick Kid

Gumball has a stomach bug. For two days, she has woken up gagging and vomiting, and a little feverish. By evening, she's mostly ok, and has managed to eat a little dinner too.

Being quarantined with a sick toddler is miserable. Nothing I do makes her happy. Unless I am reading Curious George. I read 120 pages of Curious George today. Towards the end, I was starting to doze off. I woke myself when I heard my own voice saying "fish is good. Especially in stew." Those words are most definitely not in Curious George.

Mama needs a break.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Unique

I am unique.

I am the only person who has ever had a date that was so amazing, so incredible, that he had to move out of state to avoid having a second date.

He sent me the nicest text message today, explaining all of this, bc he felt that he "owed me an explanation." He has to come up here to see his daughter, but until he can find his own place, living in VT is not going to work.

I am still keeping 2 fingers crossed that I see him again.

Monday, April 2, 2012

A Funny Anecdote

Tonight, when I was getting Gumball ready for bed, she asked me for baby's brush. I looked, but couldn't find it. So I asked her, "how about Lila's comb?" as I handed it to her. She looked at it thoughtfully, handed it back, and said, "how about baby's brush?" With attitude.

Things have been good. I've been cooking, eating well, and enjoying myself.

One thing hasn't been so good though. After the terrifically fun date, and a nice conversation the following day, I haven't heard back from my date. Wednesday will be a week. It's Monday now. I am trying to be patient, but I really want him to call. I'm a bit disappointed about this. We had good chemistry, I thought. Maybe I have no idea what good chemistry is anymore.

In other news, it seems that although my divorce and Gumball's name change (from his last name to mine) are official, getting paperwork certifying this is turning into quite the challenge. Can't this part of my life be done already?