The Never Normal

jonah is finally napping – he fought sleeping today. he went in his crib easily enough but then just messed around, babbling and throwing his stuffed PO and BABY TAD to the floor.

i put his bead runner in the crib with him and he played with that for a while, until finally he started crying and i had to go in and hold him — turns out he had a poopy.  i changed it, he fell asleep, and here i am.  more than you ever wanted to know about a stay at home mom & her 18-month-old kid.

i cleaned the bathroom and used my handy-dandy grab-it mop to do all the floors, cause we’re having a party tonight.  the only time my house gets anything approaching truly clean is when we are having a party. so we have to have a party at least twice a year or i’ll never deep-clean at all.

we’re actually going to put jonah to bed amidst the ruckus.  i can hear you laughing.

so it’s a poker party, anyway, since andy and his buddies haven’t gotten together to play poker very much, now that they’re all dads.   but ladies are invited too, and personally i’ll be happy with a coca-cola and a good card game of bullshit.

i am making baked beans in the crockpot and i’ve got hot dogs, chips, veggie platter, cheese & crackers, etc.   it’s a very lower-middle-class menu…no brie or spiced punch or caviar in this house.   beer and games will abound, for those who don’t want to play poker.  we have scrabble, cranium, risk (god help us if they break out the risk. it can get ugly with these guys).

right now i’m listening to the moody blues and sitting with the shade drawn (of course)….i have water instead of cola today.   i should drink more water anyway, i know….but i’m only gonna live once, and i love soda.  quality of life vs. quantity, you know?

duh. i feel brain dead. this is the stupidest journal entry ever.

perhaps i’ll come back later…