a 2 martini day

Today is a 2 Martini Day... as in it would have been more enjoyable under the influence.

We are blessed to have Grandma Shirley here visiting for 2 weeks. Today is her 85th birthday, and I had illusions of a proper celebration, unfortunately it fell flat. Our day as planned was to get up, go to Great Harvest for a little celebration, then to NW Kids Club to play with Christy, Ingrid & Pierre, then to lunch with my Mom at McGrath's then who knows what, followed by me getting to go to Pilates at 6:30 and meeting the family at Konditeri at 7:45 for cake. On paper it seemed like a nice way to celebrate the day.

We ended up skipping Great Harvest because Isabel wanted to get on to NW Kids Club. We did have a nice time there (with the usual bumps and tears and massive snack eating). We were there from about 9:30-11:30 then went to McGraths. Isabel is mostly potty trained and prides herself in wearing underpants but as she says "poop is scary in the potty" so when she asks for a diaper we give it to her, otherwise she holds it in, and that isn't pretty! So while at NW Kids Club she asked for a diaper which I obliged. She hadn't gone before we left, and quite frankly I then forgot about it.

And did I mention a clogged milk duct? I awoke this morning to a dull pain in my left breast, and assumed that Ellie wasn't latched on when nursing in the night and gave me the equivalent of a hickey on the side of my breast. As the morning went on, it became clear to me that this wasn't the case and that something else was wrong. So as Isabel was playing, I kept trying to nurse Ellie on my left side, OUCH!!

So we arrived at McGraths, Isabel was getting "pie-eyed" or sleepy and Ellie was hungry. Mom arrived and we started to have a nice lunch. Then Isabel got under the table and wouldn't come out, and had her head down, which was fine with me because she wasn't causing mischief. I had a lovely meal of salmon with roasted red potatoes and asparagus wrapped in bacon. Mom had the ahi tuna and red potatoes and Grandma Shirley had coconut prawns. Ellie started crying and so Mom took her to walk with her. Then Isabel went to crawl back up on the bench and her back was covered in poop. Lovely.

So I took Isabel to the bathroom to change her. When I got in, Mom was there with a crying Ellie. I stripped down Isabel to nothing, wiped her off, gave her all new clothes (now she wanted to wear underpants). Meanwhile Grandma Shirley was sitting at the table by herself. When we returned, her birthday ice cream sundae had been delivered to her as she sat alone and the bill was sitting at my place. I felt SO bad! But then Isabel helped her finish the sundae and we were off for home. Isabel fell asleep in the car on the way home, I carried her in and put her in bed. She slept for a few hours, and when she woke up her pants and bed were wet.

Where are my Martinis?

Ellie nursed all afternoon, and Isabel wanted to climb and was in and out of time out. Larry didn't get home until 6:15, and I barely made it to my Pilates Class, then to have cake.

I needed the Martinis in the afternoon, but instead satisfied myself with a healthy mix of Peppermint Chocolate Cake, Raspberry Champagne Cake, and Gerry's Chocolate Cake. Somehow it seems things come out even.

Tomorrow I go to work all day for a conference... we'll see how it lasts with my clogged duct, I'll probably be home several times.