Monday, August 31, 2009

Benefits of Living with a French Nanny

Lucy and the boys!
There are many:
1. she does the dishes. All the time. I have done them twice this summer.
2. she does our laundry. Also all the time. I think I've washed four loads.
3. she gets up in the morning with the kids. And we sleep in. Until the guilt registers (usually after 9:30 a.m.-ish). 
4. she folds the laundry. I never, ever do this. 
5. she makes beds. Awesome! 
6. she jumps up and says, no, no me! when there is a diaper to change. If you insist!
7. The kids love her and she loves the kids.
8. she's really happy
9. and extremely pleasant to be around
10. and the best part: Dexter has started speaking english with a thick french accent. 

Friday, August 28, 2009

Today's Motto

There's no need to play with my heart.

sigh.

Kicking kicks kick

8:35: coffee. I need coffee. first stop: coffee-land of coffee. coffee coffee coffee. fuck you light. I hate you morning. eat poop.
9:35: this is silly. I don't need coffee. I don't need anything. that's it: I'm kicking coffee. and it starts now!
10:45: this isn't so bad. doesn't hurt at all. while I'm at it I'm going to start doing other non-emily-like things...you know, being nice and having some principles. I feel GREAT. I'm going for a run while I plan my non-profit group for people with scabies.
10:55: I'm hungry
10:56: ha. a coffee shop....just going to get a small bite to eat...don't get coffee, don't get coffee, don't get coffee, get coffee, I want coffee, "I'll have a coffee thanks." Oh shit fuck. 
11:15 hello rainbows and unicorns! Oh LOOK. A puppy! I want to eat you cute little puppy. Maybe you should mate with this cute little kitten I found in my pocket! Why is everyone singing! Oh no! Am I in love with this lamp post! Who cares! I love you car!

sigh.

Current Kick

Spontaneous fits of Crying. 

Thursday, August 27, 2009

How to: fuck the dog

This is not literal of course. 
1. get stuck in a monotonous daydream about cake
2. figure out when and where the next production of Carmen is playing...in the world. Daydream about going to see it.
3. spend a half hour listing (in your mind) why the song you love and have been listening to on repeat gives you boners in your ear.
4. go for a walk to "clear you mind" of things like "what am I going to eat later?" and "what the fuck am I doing with myself?" Walk in two concentric circles. Wind up where you started.
5. create a to-do list of all the things you need to be doing
6. prioritize the to-do list. put "stop fucking the dog" at the top 
7. think about what you'll wear on the plane to Rome next Tuesday. 
8. compose a thank you letter about cake to the last person who gave you cake. decide they'll probably think you are crazy and scratch it out. Decide you are crazy. wonder who else has noticed. 
9. Read the plot line to Dr. Zhivago (even though you've watched it already)
10. Register for school. Notice that you're actually signed-up to be doing a PhD. Decide you'll be a better student From Now On.
11. check the weather in Rome.
12. Notice you have 5 whole hours of work time left. plenty of time to Get Shit Done
13. daydream about napping.
14. notice you are hungry. think about cake. 
15. listen to some italian. learn the verb "to eat"
16. decide tonight you are going to really finally nail handstands. 
17. open the word document. 
18. write one sentence.
19. check the weather in Nova Scotia.
20. think about driving to Mount Rushmore with your brother-in-Law.
21. chew some gum.
22. eat the second half of your breakfast brownie.
23. decide that 3:31 is close enough to 6:00 to call it a day.
24. Leave.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

10 Things

I miss to the point of distraction:

1. my babies. all the time. always. 
2. my sisters and brother
3. the sea
4. my bed
5. clarity
6. my guitar
7. long hair
8. summertime
9. meals
10. you
And naps: good god I miss naps (Dream-land: awesome-land)

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Things Found

"And I've been trying to find what's been in my mind"