Quite early this morning, I could hear it and for some odd reason, it was in my room. Actually, do any of my readers know what a Zhu-Zhu pet is? For the blissfully unaware, they're toy hampers that have the audacity to squawk about and make noise when you play with them. They also move, I suppose you could say, on their own accord when properly provoked.
Why was one in my room? I have no idea, though I'm willing to bet Odin set it off. After groping about in the dark, I figured I'd be getting up soon enough and that it'd go quiet after a while. This wasn't good enough for E who did a little hunting about, found and pitched it down the stairs.
When I went downstairs, said toy was nowhere to be found, perhaps a bit of a surprise since he was thrown down there but it was quiet so I didn't really care. I want to say that my morning meditation took place, but to be honest, I was mining Obsidian and it's not very meditative for me. Yes, yes, that does mean I find other forms of mining a form of meditation...it's perhaps a quirk of mine.
Anyhow - quiet ensued, save for bounces from the frolicking cat..and then I jumped out of my skin. The hamster started his squawk, bringing about a laugh from me as his garbling made way for the complaint "Hey, put me down!" It was fitting since Odin was walking around with it in his mouth.
I couldn't help but join him at the entryway and upright the hamster which was frantically trying to roll around so i set up upright. Perhaps if it weren't 5am, Odin would have made chase...as it was, he merely watched a moment, eyes wide before stalking back upstairs.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
It's Lunchtime, Lunchtime!
Ha! Total lie, it's only 930ish here. However, yesterday, I was looking at my own lunch and realized it's fit for the average preschooler. *sighs* PB sandwich (cut into tiny squares, god, not even quarters...like 8ths) and carrot sticks, in case you're wondering. Oddly enough, this was the first time I've done a sandwich...ever. No, you sillies - I mean while working here. Of course I've had sandwiches for lunch before!
Since I don't get a proper lunch break and very quickly caught on that if I don't eat during the day I wind up with a nagging headache and desire to eat my way into dinner, it's best I bring something. I started off with just carrot sticks which quell the headache but not the starvation that follows coming home from work but since adding pb crackers, I've found I'm good till dinner. Yesterday I went to make said crackers only to find my sleeve of them was all sad and crumbly, so improvisation came in handy. I've done it again today but packing my tiny squares (with some ribbing from E who asked if I was three years old) has made me realize that I should start using one the containers I have for the girls lunches.
Oh, you know, I totally missed the point. I like tiny bite sizes cause it's inevitable that just as soon as I get a nibble in, the phone bloody rings and I'm sitting there either furiously chewing before answering or...let's not got there. Anyhow...
Speaking of the girls lunches, the Elfling's been taking hers to save on waiting in line. PE is also right after lunch so I think maybe she feels her lunch is lighter offerings than the cafeteria which does her good - after all, who wants to go running around after a big meal? The Diva does a bit of both, I wish I could or would pack more of her lunches since I'm willing to bet I do a healthier meal. Did I mention the super cute containers I have? I saw them last year...or maybe it was two years ago at Borders (RIP *sniffle*) and just had to have them. They're two sets (round and square) that nest into another - round into round and square into square, of course and just adorable and are perfect for tucking cut up sandwiches, fruit and veg or salad into. I don't think they're water tight though so I use my lil Glad...whatevers for those things. I think they just make lunch a lil funner.
While this wasn't really the point of my post, I think it's a nice diversion. I think I've done better this year with making lunches for the girls than I did last year. It's a real treat to make them fun - to have colourful things looking up when you open your lunch bag, find a funny note or word of encouragement and perhaps have a piece of fruit to chuck at that jerk who's called you a name. Ok...maybe not that last bit, even if they do deserve it.
Tomorrow I'll be planning out my weekly dinner menu and grocery list so don't be surprised if I continue on this bent and mull over my latest adventures in baking.
Since I don't get a proper lunch break and very quickly caught on that if I don't eat during the day I wind up with a nagging headache and desire to eat my way into dinner, it's best I bring something. I started off with just carrot sticks which quell the headache but not the starvation that follows coming home from work but since adding pb crackers, I've found I'm good till dinner. Yesterday I went to make said crackers only to find my sleeve of them was all sad and crumbly, so improvisation came in handy. I've done it again today but packing my tiny squares (with some ribbing from E who asked if I was three years old) has made me realize that I should start using one the containers I have for the girls lunches.
Oh, you know, I totally missed the point. I like tiny bite sizes cause it's inevitable that just as soon as I get a nibble in, the phone bloody rings and I'm sitting there either furiously chewing before answering or...let's not got there. Anyhow...
Speaking of the girls lunches, the Elfling's been taking hers to save on waiting in line. PE is also right after lunch so I think maybe she feels her lunch is lighter offerings than the cafeteria which does her good - after all, who wants to go running around after a big meal? The Diva does a bit of both, I wish I could or would pack more of her lunches since I'm willing to bet I do a healthier meal. Did I mention the super cute containers I have? I saw them last year...or maybe it was two years ago at Borders (RIP *sniffle*) and just had to have them. They're two sets (round and square) that nest into another - round into round and square into square, of course and just adorable and are perfect for tucking cut up sandwiches, fruit and veg or salad into. I don't think they're water tight though so I use my lil Glad...whatevers for those things. I think they just make lunch a lil funner.
While this wasn't really the point of my post, I think it's a nice diversion. I think I've done better this year with making lunches for the girls than I did last year. It's a real treat to make them fun - to have colourful things looking up when you open your lunch bag, find a funny note or word of encouragement and perhaps have a piece of fruit to chuck at that jerk who's called you a name. Ok...maybe not that last bit, even if they do deserve it.
Tomorrow I'll be planning out my weekly dinner menu and grocery list so don't be surprised if I continue on this bent and mull over my latest adventures in baking.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
September 11, 2001
Not even noon here and already today's been a hard one. It's not just cause I'm at work and have to deal with the crap of the day. Set to the news, all that's really going on today is the 10th anniversary of 9/11. Still today, watching the images from back then is very difficult for me. Even now, as I type this out, there are tears in my eyes - there have been throughout the morning. This day, ten years ago, is a day I don't think I'll ever forget, that will ever stop being seen so crystal clear in my mind.
Ten years ago, there was no Diva in my life. The Elfling was 3 years old. E was in the Navy. We lived in military housing, on a weapons station. I'd worked till 5am on the day of the 11th, come home and eventually made my way to bed so get a lil sleep before the Elfling got up. For some reason, I just woke up and as was my habit at the time, i sat at my computer to take a look at the day's news. It was really weird, the website I used totally crashed but not before I saw a glimpse of the headline. Something to do with an airplane hitting one of the Twin Towers. I shrugged it off and went on to email and found that everything seemed to be down. Giving up on getting anything done on my computer, I wandered over to the living room. That headline really bothered me, so I put on the news and joined the countless other people who were at home, work...wherever - to see the events unfold before us.
While watching, this morning, as they replayed the events of ten years ago, the editing on screen didn't quell the unedited memories in my head. Of course....maybe I'm wrong, maybe they weren't edited images and I missed the sight of people plummeting to their deaths - the abject horror in the voices of the newscasters as the second plane crashed into one of the towers....the screaming that later followed when they collapsed. While we should never forget, I hope some of those things were edited out because the fact I can still see them in my mind is upsetting enough without having to actually see it on tv. You know...again.
I don't know. There's more I'd like to say but I don't know where I'm taking this today. The people who died are perhaps watching us from above. The people who did this - in a special place in hell. Families and friends left mourning? They're in my prayers and thoughts, but then, even ten years later, that's a frequent thing for me.
Ten years ago, there was no Diva in my life. The Elfling was 3 years old. E was in the Navy. We lived in military housing, on a weapons station. I'd worked till 5am on the day of the 11th, come home and eventually made my way to bed so get a lil sleep before the Elfling got up. For some reason, I just woke up and as was my habit at the time, i sat at my computer to take a look at the day's news. It was really weird, the website I used totally crashed but not before I saw a glimpse of the headline. Something to do with an airplane hitting one of the Twin Towers. I shrugged it off and went on to email and found that everything seemed to be down. Giving up on getting anything done on my computer, I wandered over to the living room. That headline really bothered me, so I put on the news and joined the countless other people who were at home, work...wherever - to see the events unfold before us.
While watching, this morning, as they replayed the events of ten years ago, the editing on screen didn't quell the unedited memories in my head. Of course....maybe I'm wrong, maybe they weren't edited images and I missed the sight of people plummeting to their deaths - the abject horror in the voices of the newscasters as the second plane crashed into one of the towers....the screaming that later followed when they collapsed. While we should never forget, I hope some of those things were edited out because the fact I can still see them in my mind is upsetting enough without having to actually see it on tv. You know...again.
I don't know. There's more I'd like to say but I don't know where I'm taking this today. The people who died are perhaps watching us from above. The people who did this - in a special place in hell. Families and friends left mourning? They're in my prayers and thoughts, but then, even ten years later, that's a frequent thing for me.
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