Back in the swing of things...
Monday, March 29, 2010 at 08:25PM I've been out of the blogging habit lately and I really miss it! I have so much to say and I'm pretty sure I'm exhausting both Jeff and Madge by constantly blathering on about nothing of any importance. When I blog regularly, they're not forced to endure the nonsense quite as much ;)
My friend Farrah had her second baby (Millicent Asher - super cool name!) on Friday and Jeff and I hung out with their 2-year old Hattie for the weekend. On Friday, Hattie and I visited with Madge for a bit (always a highlight) and then had lunch with my friend Joanne, her 4-year old Jayson and her new baby Graceanne. On Saturday, Jeff and I took Hattie to the hospital to meet her new baby sister Millie. I was most impressed that we didn't have a melt-down while leaving Mommy, Daddy and Millie at the hospital. It helped that we were headed back to Joanne's house to have dinner with their family that night. Then on Sunday Jeff watched Hattie for the morning until Farrah, Jeff and Millie got home from the hospital around noon.
It was a lot of fun to have so much time with Hattie and I soaked up all of her sweet little personality. On Saturday she told me I was her best friend (and then she sold me out several hours later and said that Jayson's neighbor Carlos was her best friend.) Also on Saturday while I stood on a tiny step stool in Farrah and Jeff's bedroom trying to check the smoke detector, Hattie wrapped her arms around my calf and said "be careful Kywee, I hep you." And after I changed her pull-up after nap time, she told me she loved me. I suppose if I was sitting in a soaked diaper for an hour or two, I would also love whoever took it off for me!
The only sad part about the weekend was the realization that I shouldn't really ever give Farrah a hard time about much of anything, ever again (not that that will stop me!) I was constantly leaving keys in the wrong place, trying to figure out where I left a wallet or purse, putting snacks in my purse instead of the diaper bag...etc. Nothing was ever easy or efficient and I found myself practicing quite a bit of psychology just to figure out how to make things work with a 2-year old. But like I said, I don't plan to entirely lose my edge as the child-less cool friend who doesn't understand why my mom-friends are always late ;o)
On Sunday I went to Bloomington, Indiana, as a favor to some of my Kappa pals. One of our chapters is in a bit of trouble and they needed a facilitator to help them work through a planning session. On the way there I passed a billboard for an Amish Cheese Shop and the sign declared - "Amish Cheese Made With Amish Milk!!" It made me wonder - just how does one milk an Amish? Anyway, I was super nervous for the meeting and expected the worst. The chapter had displayed some pretty un-Kappa-like behavior earlier in the year but to my pleasant surprise, they were rather congenial and couldn't have been more cooperative. I reported back that I kind of like playing the good cop in these situations! I was able to disarm them with my amazing knowledge of pop culture (one member had the last name Gibbler and we all found ourselves singing the Full House theme song) and it helped that I could match any of their troubles with some worst-case-scenario story from the Kappa archives - one of my favorite things to do!
When driving home from Bloomington I found two fortune cookies and a mix cd in a compartment in the rental car. The mix cd didn't play in the player but the fortunes were interesting:
1. Through greater effort and hard work a precious dream comes true.
2. The life of every woman or man - the heart of it - is pure and holy joy.
While my young friends in Indiana certainly found their joy - I'm guessing it wasn't exactly holy. And I'm not sure what the precious dream would be. Perhaps it's my own dream to be the best Fraternity Archivist there ever was! :o)
Reader Comments (1)
Yeah for back to blogging. And of course I'm the first to stalk your new post because i am the only one up at 2 AM. BTW.... I told you what your dream was last week. A condo in a retirement community with a caffeteria.