I haven't been around much. I'm sorry. The mojo, it's not around. Well, it's somewhere else, but it's not here.
Today, I picked up some fabric and a pattern to make Dumpling her yearly halloween costume. This year, to my shear delight, she picked Alice in wonderland. I love Alice, and it's a super easy costume. So easy that there wasn't even a pattern at the store.... I just picked a regular little girl puffy-sleeve dress pattern from the "Inspired by Project Runway" collection. This, by the way, is hilarious. Because the "Inspired By" is in tiny print, making it look like they are actual Project Runway patterns. Like Project Runway would do 5 year old's dresses!
Anyhoo, I picked up a pattern and a couple of yard of plain white and blue fabrics. Then I came home and measured Dumpling. When we buy her clothes at major retailers like Gap and Old Navy, I buy her 5. I need the lenght for her crazy long legs. Her waist is tiny. If we buy a skirt, she can get away with a 3, though I will buy a 4 and just pull in the adjustable elastic a little.
I took the pattern, which is issued by Simplicity, and checked their size chart. At 19 3/4 inches waist, she measures between a size 1 and 2. In lenght, she is between 5 and 6. Does this seem strange to anyone? I get that Dumpling is particularly skinny, but are children really that big now?
With the weather starting to turn and the realization that snow is soon going to be upon us, we have made our appointments to put on the winter tires and decided to drive up to the Kibbutz of the North to take a look at the ski equipment. These girls grow like weeds and we certainly need to replace everything, again.
We don't come up in the summer. We enjoy the pool in the backyard too much, so the country house lays dormant for many months. We did come up a little while ago and I spent the entire weekend cleaning. Yesterday, I picked up the girls for school and we headed right out, just the three of us. The plan was to tidy up and dust before Mortimer's Dad and the dogs joined us a hour or so later. We needed both cars to move some furniture back and forth.
Because I had cleaned a few months ago, I was expecting a medium-size job. When we walked in, I was surprised to see how tidy and clean the basement looked. No giant spider-webs, I couldn't write my name on the furniture. Great. As I turned the corner to go up the stairs, I did notice a couple of dead flies in the stairs. OK, not bad. When I got to the main floor, I couldn't really tell what was wrong with the floor, but it seemed speckled. They are fairly dark wood floors, and without the lights on, it looked like hundreds of little black dots all over the place, but mostly on the side where the windows are. I put down the suitcase, put on the lights and figured it out: dead flies. ALL OVER THE FLOOR. WTF?!?!??! It was sooooooo gross. I grabbed the vacuum cleaner and started to get rid of them pronto. I wouldn't let the girls come upstairs until I was done. I couldn't figure it out. There was no food left anywhere, the windows had been closed tight, it was just puzzling. But they were all dead and the cyclonic vacuum we bought last year was doing quick work of making them disappear. So I let the girls bypass the main floor and go up to their rooms to play while I dusted and made sure everything else was fine.
After a few minutes upstairs, Dumpling asked me to come up because there were "Bugs everywhere Mommy!" I was expecting more dead flies, but when I went up the steps, I didn't see any. I peaked into Dumpling's room and did spot one dead fly on her window ledge, but otherwise, it was fine. I went into BB's new room (which was formerly the mezzanine) and didn't see anything at all. But then Dumpling said "In YOUR room Mommy!".
So I went into our room. Where I was met by hundreds of flies. Flying. Live freaking flies. Covering the window. I shut the door, ushered the girls downstairs and called my husband, who was at loss as to what to do. So I called an exterminator, who asked me if they were all on the sunny side of the house (they were) and reassured me it was nothing we had done or left behind, that it had been a particular year where the flies stayed late into the summer and found ways inside when it got cold. he told me he's be there in 30 min. Which he was. And he sprayed. A few hours later my new friends were lying dead all over our room (so gross) and I went at it again with the vacuum. He did tell me he'll come back this week to do it one more time and take a look in the attic. I don't even want to think what's in the attic.....
After putting the girls to bed, I was spent. We had a stressful week of wrestling with a huge decision and I haven't been sleeping, so the flies were the last straw for me. I decided to make a nice fire and relax for a bit. I opened the fireplace, and found a dead rodent. Maybe a squirrel or chipmunk, I didn't look long enough to identify it. The instant I saw it, the bile rose in my throat and I ran to the fridge to look for wine! then I looked at Mortimer's Dad and said "I am NOT dealing with that. YOU deal with that"
I draw the line at dead animals. I'll do hundreds and hundreds of dead flies, but I don't do dead animals.
I saw a snow flake today. it didn't stick, it melted, but still, it was a bona-fide snowflake. Also, it is now officially boots and coat weather. Which I am fine with, because I have a lot of boots. And coats.
I often get approached to use my blog for advertising, either with regular ads or text ads. I always end up saying no because I feel like it would make my genuine recommendations . If I am going to tell you about my love of a TV show, the Shark Steamer or the 1-800-got-junk guys, I want you to know that I truly love whatever I'm babbling about.
I went to see "Rachel Getting Married" today. Run, don't walk to see this movie. It blew me away. Anne Hathaway blew me away. She is broken, tortured, ugly and pityful. And fantastic at it. The story of a girl getting out of rehab just in time to attend her sister's wedding is quite compelling. The reason for her addiction, the turmoil her past has cost to all the family members, it was so well done. But the reason to see it, beside all this? The wedding. Oh my god! Why can't anyone have a wedding like that??? It's not what you think. It's as far from the perfect Martha Wedding that you can get: cross-cultural, ethnically all over the place, music to kill. I want to go to that wedding. I'm going to have to see it again just to feel like I got to truly enjoy the wedding.
Also, don't take your husband. This is stricly a female thing (though not a chic thing. much more sofisticated).
Not blogging for 7 days totally sucks. During the entire vacation, little things would happen and I would write a post in my head.... but the computer was packed up in the suitcase, in the closet of the cabin. And the onboard internet access? Please! My old dial-up was lightning fast compared to their connection. So many many anectdotes will go untold because there is no way I'm going to remember everything.
But I can't be bitter about the end. Because in the middle, along with everything else that was wonderful, there was also the teacups. We love us the them teacups....
We should be landing and getting into our car for the 1 hour drive home, instead we are still in sunny florida witing for our planee to arrive..... Delays on the tail end of a trip with 2 road weary kids.... FUN!
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We are getting on the Disn*y Cruise this afternoon. We got to Florida very late on Friday night. Travelling after dinner was actually fine. The girls both fell asleep on the plane, so I did have a moment of wondering how the heck we were going to get off the plane with 2 sleeping kids and some carry ons. But they both woke up and were so excited that they managed to walk themselves off the plane, where I was able to deposit BB into the stroller. Dumpling suddenly went from 5 to 15 y.o., and pushed the stroller through the airport while I dealt with the carry-ons and collected the checked luggage and Mortimer's Dad got the rental car. We were so efficient!
Yesterday we took them to the Orlando Science Center. They had a great time. And then we did a little bit of outlet shopping. J Crew was my friend, as always. And after 3 years of looking for sunglasses that fit my face and are the right shade of brown and don't make me look like I have giant bug eyes, I walked into Kate Spade and lo and behold, the PERFECT sunglasses, for less than half what I paid for the not-so-perfect ones that I wear all the time.
In a bid to forgo the usual chicken fingers or plain pasta dinner selection, we took the girls to a Japanese steak house last night. Why didn't we ever do this before? The chef chopping in front of them was mesmerizing to them. They LOVED the soup and drank every last bit of it, ate their salad with the chopsticks and amazed the other family at our table. But the best part is that they loved their supper. Of course the did, it's what we would eat at home: chicken, beef, veggies, rice, noodles..... Seriously, why did it take me 4 years of motherhood to come up with this as a solution to the endless dinner-out dilemma????
Funny side note: our table hostess was seemingly Japanese. But Dumpling told me several times during dinner that she was Chinese. So I tried to explain to her that not all Asians are Chinese and that she was Japanese. At the end of dinner, we stuck up a shot conversation, and sure enough, Dumpling was right, she was in fact Chinese! Then the seating hostess joined the conversation, in full japanese kimono. Only to admit that she is in fact Vietnamese and comes from a town near the border, near where Dumpling is from! Apparently in the food-service industry, all Asians can be Japanese!
There will be a tiny bit more shopping this morning as I attempt to find a good pair of all around pumps to wear with pretty much anything I own. And then we head to the ship. The girls are beyond excited.
We are leaving tomorrw afternoon for a short disn3y cruise, to which we added a day at the parc and the not-so-scary-halloween-parade. The girls have no idea about the extras and will surely die. I don't think I'll post much, but I'll try. See you in one week
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