Monday, August 27, 2007

And not a pick-a-nick basket was harmed...

Despite the heat and our over-booked weekend, J.J. and I attended the MCB picnic Sunday.

It was HOT, especially since I kept sitting in the vicinity of the grill (kind of like how everyone gathers in the kitchen during at home get-togethers). I brought my black bean and corn salad and we both munched on some after lunch treats. J.J. was quick to offer his apple juice to anyone who walked by.

Despite the fact that I brought my camera and even set it out on the table, I didn't get a single picture. J.J. was busy trying to keep up with the older kids, and I was busy running alongside him, holding his hand to prevent any tree-root stumbles. We made it halfway to the playground twice, but he kept turning back to the picnic shelter, where he happily pointed out the architectural details of the ceiling to whomever would listen.

I was surprised at how outgoing he was, as he's been more of a mama's boy lately, but he approached more than one person with outstretched arms, asking to be picked up.

We did meet several folks for the first time (in person), and J.J. happily force-fed Ginger some of his Parmesan goldfish crackers. Lucky for her, they were straight out of his snack cup, and not dripping in drool.

J.J. was starting to fade from running around in the heat just as some of our other friends were showing up, so we tried our best to say goodbye to everyone and dashed off to visit grandma.

Let's do it again once the heat goes away! Anyone up for something at the zoo in a couple of months?

...And no, that's not an offer to coordinate, though I'll happily attend and contribute! :)

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Quick hits

Wow, it's hot. Thankfully, it's not humid. Because we all know, it's not the heat... Wait. It is the heat.

I've offered to help my better half set up a Blogger blog... Comment or email if you're in favor.

Have you hugged your cable guy today?

We had to get rid of J.J.'s Sesame Street tool belt. That really sucks.

Lunch with friends is good. The Pad Thai was not... Give me until the end of the year and I'll have no place in Brentwood left to eat. Me and the Joey's girl almost had a throw down earlier this week.

I have a dozen blog entries in "draft" stage. If any of them makes it live, I'll be shocked. One of them is actually worth reading. Of course, I'm wasting time on this instead...

There is nothing satisfying about being a working mom, except for the moment you open the door of the childcare provider's place of work (aka her house) and your child sees you and comes tearing across the room to hug your knees.

If eating one's weight in pinto beans were an Olympic event, J.J. Dubin would be the gold medalist, hands down.

My uncle isn't doing so well. Keep us in your thoughts/prayers.

Mc Gavock High School is having a reunion for everyone who graduated in the 80's this weekend. Because, you know, it's not enough pressure for my husband to have a 20 year reunion last year one month after I gave birth. Anyway, we have a babysitter and will be there. Anyone else? Bez?