2009

Good thing I didn’t make more regular LJ posting my NY resolution.

It was a safe enough thing, since I don’t make resolutions.

Today my Chinese buffet fortune cookie said, “Your life is a daring and bold adventure.” The cookie must know that I’ve got three trips with a toddler booked in the next three weeks.

First up this Thursday is a trip back to NYC. I’ve got a meeting there on Friday, so I’m taking the guys along and we’ll stick around for the three-day weekend. Not that I anticipate this happening, but if you happen to visit my Facebook page, please don’t mention it. I’ve managed to hold this out as a surprise for our friend Charles and I’d hate to blow it now. I figured we could get away with surprising one person and picked him because he works at AIG. And that has got to suck about now. I’m in cahoots with his partner James and my plan is that we’ll let ourselves into their apartment while they’re out to dinner. When they walk in Charles will find Alden just hanging out in their living room. Funny! I will fly for funny.

Second is the following weekend’s trip to Lexington for my SIL’s baby shower. We’ll drive, and that should be easy peasy. We do need to find a hotel, as there will be way too much going on to impose on said SIL’s small house. Baby aside, the best thing about this trip will be meeting Damon’s extended family. That’s right. I’ve never met a single grandma, cousin, aunt… nothing. I’ve been accusing him of making them up for years. Now, finally, we will meet. I will schedule fretting over my outfit for five minutes after we come back from New York.

Third, and most marvelous, is a full week at Disney World that begins the Saturday after the shower. I do understand that my transition from Manhattanite to Tennessean is complete and that I will be required to turn over my cool card. But I do not care. I love Disney World. I have always loved Disney World. I also do not care that Alden won’t know any difference between that and Chuck E. Cheese. I will know the difference. It was this time last year that my life was in shards. I don’t say much about that and don’t intend to start now. But this is my big celebration for surviving. I bought the full package: Disney hotel, dining plan, Park Hopper tickets, etc, etc, etc. I plan to collapse into the arms of Mickey Mouse and let him spoon feed me for the entire trip.

Oh, 2009, I am so happy that you’re here.

I did get one final ‘eff you’ from 2008 on NYE. We had lovely friends Nicole and Lucy visiting. My mom was there. And we were all around the table having a fabulous dinner when I turned my head just in time to see Alden sailing backwards in his high chair. Somehow, he’d managed to get his feet braced against the table in such a way that he kicked his high chair over backwards. It was one of those trendycool wooden high chairs with just a bar across his upper back. So the back of his head ponged right off our wooden floor. I turned soon enough to watch his frightened face as he went down but not soon enough to grab the chair. It was a dramatic 15 minutes, but he was fine. His chair, however, met the same fate as Bonnie Blue Butler’s pony.

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20 responses to this post.

  1. I love it when you post.

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  2. I love it when you post.

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  3. I second . I love it when oyu post too.
    Highchair incident: aiee! That makes me heart pound just thinking about it. I’ve had three separate people comment to me that Bug doesn’t seem to believe in gravity, and when is that kid going to take a good fall so he’ll learn some respect for physics. We’re just now learning stairs, so I think that day is close at hand. The thought gives me shivers and sweats.
    Glad that Alden is okay–isn’t it amazing what they go through and live?
    Enjoy Disney…

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  4. I second . I love it when oyu post too.
    Highchair incident: aiee! That makes me heart pound just thinking about it. I’ve had three separate people comment to me that Bug doesn’t seem to believe in gravity, and when is that kid going to take a good fall so he’ll learn some respect for physics. We’re just now learning stairs, so I think that day is close at hand. The thought gives me shivers and sweats.
    Glad that Alden is okay–isn’t it amazing what they go through and live?
    Enjoy Disney…

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    • Turn your back for two seconds and Alden will race all the way up our steep wooden staircase. Even though he can’t walk yet.
      I spent a few days thinking “What if our floor was ceramic?” “What if his head had made contact with the counter on his way down?” Aiee! indeed.
      Babies are so bouncy and bendy, they survive despite themselves.
      Thank you for the compliment and good wishes!

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  5. You are so kind.
    I had typed the words “Bonnie Blue” before I reconsidered. Then I though, “Eh, will know.”

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  6. Turn your back for two seconds and Alden will race all the way up our steep wooden staircase. Even though he can’t walk yet.
    I spent a few days thinking “What if our floor was ceramic?” “What if his head had made contact with the counter on his way down?” Aiee! indeed.
    Babies are so bouncy and bendy, they survive despite themselves.
    Thank you for the compliment and good wishes!

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  7. Bonnie Blue Butler came up in conversation just this afternoon when I was taking Ellie to the barn.
    I sent an email to you to the wrong person. He responded “come again?”

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  8. It made me laugh out loud. šŸ™‚

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  9. I’m thankful that Alden is okay. Bad highchair!
    Enjoy Disney! Soak in the joy!

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  10. I’m thankful that Alden is okay. Bad highchair!
    Enjoy Disney! Soak in the joy!

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  11. I have a friend whose Grandma used to say “How much?” whenever she didn’t understand you.
    In Cincinnati we say, “Please?”

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  12. I had you figured as the other sure thing.

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  13. Thank you! Yes! Thank you! Yes!

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