Queen of Rambles

We made it back! It was actually a really easy trip despite a big delay in Tulsa. We didn’t think we’d make our connecting flight, but instead of a two hour flight time we were only in the air for an hour and twenty minutes so we landed, jumped on the next plane, and headed home. The worst part? The forty-five minutes of hysterical screaming in the car on the way home. We were confused about installing the car seat in the rental car and ended up facing it forwards. I was planning on keeping Erik rear-facing for the rest of his natural born life because it is much, much safer but his little week of forward facing freedom may have ruined that plan.

I’ve got tons of pictures but I’m not sure which ones I’m allowed to post publicly. I’ll have to send out a couple of e-mails to find out about that. I don’t want to go posting pictures all wily-nily of other people’s children without permission.

The reunion was ok, but not as spectacular as I hoped and dreamed. Basically only one person had grown in the same direction I had grown so we had a great time hanging out with her and her family but I was not impressed by the rest of my former classmates. It was neat to catch up, but the people I would have really enjoyed seeing weren’t there. I counted 11 of us. I guess that’s the problem with a super small college.

If I hear my mom say “well, you know. . . ” one more time I may stab her in the eye with a pencil. I should have had her make a voice post so you could hear “well, you know. . . ” in all it’s glory. I really didn’t want to explain the whole journal thing to her though because she has waaaaaay too much time at work and has learned to “ask the internet questions.”

After seeing the comments on my voice posts I guess I should have made a bigger effort to keep you guys updated! Naughty, naughty me. I was going to make one at the airport this afternoon but my cell phone jumped out of my bag and landed in our rental car. The rental place is mailing it to me, or so they say. Jette, Erik has dialed your number at least 12 times but I always hang up the phone. I know he has dialed other numbers as well but that one must be the easiest. I suppose if I wasn’t such a negligent parent I wouldn’t let him take the phone, but sometimes it’s easier to just let him take it and call random people than dealing with an unhappy baby. I save the unhappy babyness for real issues–like eating potato peels and egg shells from the scrap bucket.

Speaking of being a negligent mother. . .

We went to Safeway on our way home from the airport because we wanted to feed ourselves and our child in the morning. It was way too late to have the baby out, but sometimes life is hard. Some woman came up and started talking to Erik, telling him he shouldn’t be out so late. I was pleasant, but I really wanted to run her through with a wooden stake. I really hate know-it-all-baby-advice-givers. At the reunion I was with my friend and her pregnant sister. There was some woman with a 7-month-old sitting near us and she kept telling the pregnant girl all kinds of crap about raising babies. She didn’t seem to get the concept that in general there is no right and wrong in raising babies because every child and every family is different. Her methods probably suited the pregnant girl though because she was full of righteous indignation over some family giving all their kids queen sized beds and queen sized beds are for that dirty, dirty act of marital bliss. I probably wouldn’t buy my kid a queen sized bed unless it was a bargain, but I can’t seem to muster up an opinion about bed size morality. You can hump anywhere.

And now it is almost 1 am and Erik is not going to care that I stayed up way too late catching up on the internet. If any of you e-mailed me something important you better e-mail it again because my mails started to bounce and I went through the stuff I had but didn’t see anything important.

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