Monday my Mom called to tell me my Grandpa died. He was 92 so although he was doing great for his age it wasn't entirely a surprise. Monday was also Fiona's birthday and I didn't want to ruin that for her so I decided to wait to tell her. She had a friend over yesterday and I didn't want to upset them both so I waited again (yes I may have been making excuses to avoid it). This morning I finally told her. She took it pretty well, she was sad but she's still young enough she only understands on a surface level.
I held it together for two days to protect Fiona but now it's really hitting me.
He lived a good life. He was mentally acute and able to take care of himself to the end. He fell asleep and never woke up.
I wish he was going to be here for Christmas.
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Saturday, December 12, 2015
Tuesday, December 8, 2015
Fiona was making a joke and tried to do an "Evil laugh"
Fiona: Ha ha ha ha?
Me: Nah it's more like, mwahahaha!
Daphne: (scared) No Mama! No ha ha!
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Last night when I put Daphne to sleep she protested for five or so minutes before falling asleep.
Around 3am I heard her making upset noises. Not crying or anything but clearly unhappy so I went in to check on her.
I was surprised to find her completely naked. Apparently part of her earlier protest had been taking off her jammies and diaper. She was currled up with her naked butt in the air shivering. When she saw me she stood up and it was exactly like that seen at the beginning of Terminator if Arnold was two feet tall and had an adorable pot belly.
Friday, November 13, 2015
When we went to Paris we did not find the stereotypes to be true at all. The people we met there were charming and kind. They were patient with our attempts to communicate and often excited to tell us about their visits to the U.S.
We don't have any particular friends in Paris but I find myself worrying about the lady who worked the front desk at our hotell and the waiter we chatted with at a roadside cafe.
No one and no country deserve the kind of attack that happened today.
Sunday, November 8, 2015
Shortly after we adopted Vladi I realised we'd made a mistake. We had 3 pets of roughly the same life expectancy. Someday they were going to fall like dominoes.
The last dominoe fell yesterday. Our first and last furry baby joined Gambit and Vladi in pet heaven.
Sammy had many obnoxious qualities. She was pushy, she shed like a wholly mammoth with alopecia, she pushed her food out of the bowl and spread it around.
But I've always said if you looked up love in the dictionary you'd see a picture of Sammy.
Friday, October 23, 2015
When I was little my idea of fame was to be on Hollywood squares and the Muppet show. Now my ambition is to be on Drunk History.