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Going off the rails

March 19, 2010

It’s in the mid-fifties. Birds are singing. Colorful crocuses are dotting what passes for a lawn at this time of year. There is only one tiny pile of snow that is likely to be gone by lunchtime. But never fear! The snow is supposed to return tomorrow! Just to remind us that winter isn’t quite over yet. March is such a tease. On the plus side, I’ll be heading to warmer climes in the near future. It is entirely possible that I will not come back.

But I haven’t been able to think about vacation at all. I’ve been too busy to keep my head through the alarming number of things I have to do before I go. I checked one pseudo-article off my list this morning. I was hoping to have a chapter out by afternoon, but I forgot that I have to work at the library today and then go teach and escort AJ to a Cub Scout meeting, so that is probably not going to happen, at least not before 10 pm.

Among the things on my list is holding a family birthday party for AJ on Sunday. Because, like it or not, AJ will be 9 next week. He is extremely excited about it all. Me, I need to go shopping. And figure out what to serve everyone. I hate having this much to do, because I’d really like to just enjoy it. AJ’s birthday always feels like an ordeal to me and I don’t like it. It’s just the timing.

And really, that’s all I’ve got today. Time to get back on the crazy train. Which, interestingly, is the song someone was playing in the next room while I was trying to teach violin earlier this week. Teaching at School of Rock is never boring.

3 Comments leave one →
  1. freshhell permalink
    March 19, 2010 12:34 pm

    A happy early birthday to AJ! Nine is a good age, so far. I am worried that nine is closer to 13 than 8 was. Sigh. I hope it does not snow. That would be cruel and wrong. March is fucked up. Here, it’s in the 70’s and my only enjoyment of it so far was to drive to the hardware store and to wallmart for garden supplies. Which sounds more fun than it really is. At least I got to drive around with Iggy Pop blaring through the rolled down windows. I’ll take what I can get.

  2. March 19, 2010 3:24 pm

    If your child is turning nine, then mine must be almost there too. Can I not put my fingers back in my years and bury my head in the sand? Just be ready for the double digit ten… that one will have me in tears. We just went pants shopping for size 10’s… which he couldn’t live without even though there is only about another month here before shorts come out. I can’t seem to time their growth.

    It was seventy and sunny and I spent all morning digging up plants at the yards of two friends, then all afternoon planting things in my yard. And much more to do tomorrow. I am bone weary, but the first baseball game of the year starts at 5:30. I will sleep well tonight.

  3. March 21, 2010 4:13 pm

    My youngest is turning 14 at the end of the week, and today I’ve been cleaning out old toys from our downstairs so there’s more room for him to have his friends down there for a party. This morning we threw out the rest of his socks and underwear from the children’s department and replaced them with some from the men’s department. I am so feeling the end of childhood.

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