Nothing Much
First things first. It has been almost ten months since I migrated over to this new blog. I just realized I should add some links to my blogroll. If you read me and you want a link, please let me know! I am very lazy, otherwise.
We went to a really fun birthday party at a karate studio this afternoon. I’ve been trying to think of the perfect party for Erik’s birthday and karate may be the answer. After doing some simple kicks and punches, they did a bunch of different obstacle course type things. Erik wants an Indiana Jones party. I was planning on doing that at home or the park and basically just doing a bunch of obstacle course type things. Could this work? Would I be willing to pay the price (I didn’t see any pricing information).
The strangest bit of all: there was a boy named Indiana at the party. His dad was obsessed with the movies. Erik was very put out that the kid got to have that name and he didn’t. I am a former Indiana Jones lover myself, but I don’t think it ever occurred to me to name a child Indy. The kid will have a lot to live up to.
I am quietly freaking out about going to Oregon. It will be the first time we’ve been back since my grandma died. I think we’ll be there at the one year anniversary of her death. She died two weeks after we got back from our last trip so that adds up. It will be so strange not to visit her and listen to all her crazy talk. She drove me up a wall, but I loved her. She always meant well even though she obviously had a lot of issues to work through.
It makes me sad that she never knew we were having another baby. We thought we were pregnant in April thanks to those cheap Chinese tests my friend gave me and it was really hard to tell her we weren’t actually having a baby since she was so excited.
We visited Oregon when Erik was four months old and Elsa will be four months old on this visit. I just remember Grandma getting so angry at me because I wouldn’t let her feed Erik any pudding cups and she’d bought a bunch especially for him. Every time I was there with Erik we’d get into big fights about the food. She’d try to give him ice cream sandwiches at 9 in the morning. Why didn’t I just let him have that last ice cream sandwich?
Erik’s been talking about her and saying he’ll see her in Oregon even though we’ve explained many, many times that she died and we won’t ever see her again. He says that he is going to fly into the clouds and tell her to open her eyes and help her fly back to Oregon. I haven’t really disabused him of that notion. Honestly, I have no idea what to say except to keep repeating that she is asleep forever.
I was going to order or buy Erik a Nintendo thing for the plane, but then I remembered that Mike used to have a Game Boy Advance. He just found it but can’t find the charger. I found some cheap games to order and can probably order a charger, but will they get here in time? It’d be way cheaper than a whole new system.
Did I ever tell you my new bag arrived? And it is totally beautiful and everything I hoped it would be? It’s very “me” and all kinds of fancy. I was feeling semi-guilty about buying it until my friend pointed out that I would spend more than that on an outfit for a fancy night out and it would only be worn once, but this bag will be used every single day for at least two years. Kinda puts things in perspective.
Also, I just sold a couple of things and someone wanted to put an ad on my old blog so all that covers the cost of the bag. Blog ads are such weird things. They wanted it on my old blog, so I know they were really just paying for a link. I had to drive a hard bargain to get what I wanted and then I thought I was going to have to cancel after all because they asked me to do something a bit shady. I don’t do shady. I don’t mind having ads on my blog as long as they are clearly identified as ads. My readers are smart enough to know what’s an ad and what’s not an ad. I refuse to try to use my blog to trick people into doing things for my own monetary gain. Not that I’m popular enough to get any offers of items to review, but if I did I would clearly state that was the case.
bethany actually said,
August 1, 2010 @ 3:16 pm
Death is so hard for little kids to understand. Heck, it’s hard enough for adults in some ways! Troy’s dad died suddenly when Annalie was almost 3, and we talked a LOT about what had happened to Grandpa Keith and why we didn’t see him anymore.
Oh man, that pudding cups thing is so sad and sweet. I remember being kind of nervous when I first had Annalie because my Gramma used to be kind of anti-breastfeeding. I was prepared for arguments! But I guess my older cousins broke her in for me, because by the time I was doing it she told me she was so glad to see I was BFing because it was so much better for the baby.
I hope you find a charger for the Game Boy Advance, and good luck on the trip!
Margie said,
August 2, 2010 @ 5:37 am
That’s so sad what he said about flying up to the clouds. It reminds me of something my nephew wrote at school when my Dad died. It was near the end of the school year and they had to write about what they wished for the next school year, and he wrote about wanting his Grandpa back so he could pick him up at the school bus stop like he used to do when he was alive. Still breaks my heart when I think of it.
About the ads… What I don’t like, and it’s just my humble opinion, is when you are reading a post about the person going to a farmer’s market. She describes the experience so nicely, and then suddenly she mentions seeing a woman with acne, and says, “Too bad she didn’t buy Blah Blah Acne Creme” with a link to the creme’s website. That’s very annoying!