I have a box of tissues beside me, a sore throat, and I should be in bed. I've worked for 9 days straight now, or is it 10?
What news do I have other than work work work?
Very late on Friday, after a late printing session at work, the children welcomed me home with shouts of 'Mrs Wallace has got a PUPPY!' Yes, the Wallaces have a 6 week old gorgeous little mutt called Nashi. She is adorable. She falls asleep everywhere, and nibbles on toes a lot. I'll post a photo when I get one.
On Saturday, Patricia (who works with Mike) had a chainsaw massacre party at her house, so of course we went along - how could we miss it?
Everyone who wasn't looking after children took their chainsaws and other implements to the many trees hung with vines on the west side of the garden. It was a bit of a pick-up-fest. Poor Mike felt very unmanly in his soccer-mom minivan.
Meanwhile the children cooed at the 2 day old chicks, played with the teenage chicks, bounced on the trampoline, played on the Wii, and Mark spent a very happy hour driving a remote control car around.
The weather was beautiful. We had a big barbeque, then back to work. By evening I discovered I'd burnt my shoulders - how embarrassing.
Sunday I worked all day while Mike took the children out to Payson Park to run around in the sprinklers. They arrived back home with $93 worth of plants, compost and tools. We all spent a mosquito-filled hour turning over soil, digging in manure, planting bedding plants and arguing over who got to water them.
The excitement was too much, so we gave up and headed to Gritty McDuff's for tea. I had the most heavenly gin and tonic, followed by another, at which point I stopped feeling any pain. We sat outside under a huge umbrella - first watching the children play, then all cuddling up watching the rain. There was something a bit lovely about sitting out there, in a cosy fleece, knowing that if I moved a foot to my right I'd get wet, but actually feeling completely dry and happy.
Back to work on Monday, but today I managed to make it to Mark's last day of nursery. They did a little concert which was hilarious, then I got to say a quick hello to the other parents, who I hardly see nowadays.
The next couple of weeks are going to be manic. The children seem to have something on almost every day at school/nursery during my work hours. They're constantly bringing home works of art and requests for donations towards teacher presents.
The last day of term is 19th June, which is also Hannah's birthday, and the day of the girl's birthday party, and the day of Ellie's post-school playdate, and the date of Hannah's show, and the date of June's party, and the date I have to have my office packed up ready to move, and the date that I have to change all the URLs of everything at work that points towards our Sharepoint site.
Then Sunday 21st is father's day, Monday 22nd is Ellie's birthday, and also the day they start doing various summer camps, and the day I have to move into a new office and unpack everything.
I'm hoping to get through it all without my head exploding. Next year I'm taking that week off.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
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