yesterday's activities

Discussion in 'Dancers Anonymous' started by fascination, May 10, 2009.

  1. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    @Peaches--I saw--and envied--your Food Porn photos on your FB wall. Way to do it!!!! I was also pleased that--even though I couldn't tell exactly where you had been--I correctly IDed Miami as your starting point and the Bahamas as part of the mix.

    I'd love to hear the name of the Jewish deli, if you don't mind sharing. My old favorite South Beach Jewish deli, Wolfie's, closed back in 2001. (This is more heart-breaking than I can describe. It's not just the loss of the terrific food and ambiance; it symbolically reminds me of the passing of my great-grandparents' generation of Miami Jewish people.)

    I'm sorry your DH's bad work news put a pall on what was otherwise a nice vacation. I don't know anyone who deserved one more; you seem like you work very hard.
    I'm also sorry you didn't get your promotion. Hopefully next round!
    -->I would say hugs, but you don't seem like you want a hug so much as a bag to punch (without hurting your neck, of course). So imagine a boxing gloves emoticon here!

    P.S. I recommend Southwest to Fort Lauderdale rather than Spirit to Miami. Still reasonably priced, and no baggage charge. Ft. Lauderdale is not far from Miami...and the car rental facility is right at the Ft Lauderdale airport. I was going to say "I used to go down there a lot, pre-kid" then realized I flew down through Ft. Lauderdale twice this year too. Not so bad!
  2. Peaches

    Peaches Well-Known Member

    It's called Bagel Cove, and it's in Aventura. It was definitely a treat. (And I got halvah for dessert! Twice! I love halvah, but don't find it often. Granted, i don't seek it out. But they had it right at the register!)

    Yeah, I'm disappointed. And worried about DH's job situation. And just generally bummed. Thanks for the punching bag. ;)

    We actually flew into and out of Ft. Lauderdale. As for the airline, we didn't have a choice--DH's company paid for the tickets. Beggars can't be choosers and all that, but next time I'll shell out for the [expletive deleted] upgrade to a decent airline.
  3. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    Peach... glad for you for the parts that were good....hug
  4. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    I think it's rotten that they felt that had to announce the bad news during your vacation. Couldn't it have waited until today?
  5. 3wishes

    3wishes Well-Known Member

    DH pops Celtic Women Christmas CD into player first thing in the morning! what the....hmmm
    Then DH turns on Video DVD of Celtic Women Christmas Concert after listening to the entire CD of music while reading paper.
    uhhhhhh. hmmmm.
    I leave run errands. Come home, lunch time,,,he is still listening to Celtic Women Christmas....lalalalalala.
    Ok, Sidenote: for 38 years this is the man who "hates Christmas"...."hates decorating"...."hates shopping"
    If I play Christmas Music of any sort - it better be in the back of the house and not even in the car with him.
    So, I've learned to just wait till he's not around.
    Suddenly....he's all Christmas.....and for hours on end yesterday. With the same group! Did I mention he's also OCD?
    I had to leave, one more round of Celtic Women singing and I was going to scream.
    So, while singing "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer"....I cleaned up the kitchen.
    DD phones, "mom"..................good conversation.
    DS phones, "mom" please and how do you make Grandmas eggnog? No, we're not driving, staying home so no worries about the eggnog. Well ok then!
    I see on FB pics of me in smooth costume Christmas showcase, eeee gadsssssss,,,,,really? poppin fresh right out of the back straps...
    resolve that weight loss is slow and will stay off....eventually.
    Reservations for excursions on NCL for Bahamas....happy!
    Fall asleep on sofa sitting up in the evening,,,now THAT's a new one. Selpt to the bed,,,don't remember getting there!
  6. Lioness

    Lioness Well-Known Member

    Up at 9. Snooze for a little. Start packing suitcases, plus trip to the shops for more cat food. Amazing housemate is feeding the cats while I'm gone.

    Eat some breakfast...BF doesn't like crumpets. What? Crumpets are the best.

    Drive to mum's house, where we leave my car. Walk to the bus station, and bus into the city. Obtain food. Bus to airport.

    Wander around for a little. Meet up with BF's brother and his GF, who have the babies. Somehow, they don't seem to have grasped that it's boarding time, and are just sitting around eating food. Guys. The plane leaves in 10 minutes. We have to go. Now.

    Eventually get on the plane. Last ones on. Flight involved babies crying and lots of books.

    Meet BF's mum and sister at the airport. Drive home. Realise, sometime that afternoon, that we have about 4 different families here, and way too many children. None of the babies like me anymore, because I'm a stranger now. Sucks.

    Dinner and stuff. Eventual sleep.
  7. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    Oops. I misread the timing. They dropped the bomb the day you got back. Still sucky, though.
  8. Peaches

    Peaches Well-Known Member

    Yeah, t'was the day we got back. It was, "Come on down for the holiday party! We'll pay for your flight and hotel. Oh, but there's also a couple of days of training. Oh, so here's your training: your pay is getting slashed by a ridiculous amount. Enjoy your weekend! Can't wait to see you at the holiday party!" Not cool, and not conducive to enjoying things. Sigh.

    Up and at 'em. I took the day off to deal with post-trip stuff (read: laundry and groceries, mostly). Decide to be productive and run errands first...and then realize I have no clean clothes. Well, I've got the PBO, but nothing appropriate for wearing out. Do laundry...and realize we left a load in the washer when we left. EWWWWW!!!!! Wash those things first (hot water, 30 minutes of soaking, long cycle, double rinse)...and then get started on the rest of the laundry. Unpack everything and put it away, do christmas shopping online, get thank-you gift to my parents online, piddle a bit, etc.

    Doze off, and wake up to my phone ringing. Have nice chat with my parents, where I tell them we're opting out of xmas this year. (By which I mean, we'll be seeing them on the 22nd, and DH's family on the 24th. We're opting out of stuff on the 25th itself.) Met by hurt and confusion, and confused hurt, and silence. Feel like the world's biggest heel, and perhaps I am. "You mean you aren't going to see your brother's baby at all on Christmas?" What the...??? Kid doesn't give a rat's butt. This is about YOU, not the kid, and not my brother (who doesn't much care). Grr. THIS is partly why we're just not up for high-pressure family festivities on Christmas day. I'm not in the mood to celebrate an effing thing, I'm not in the mood for family drama, and I don't have it in me to feign happiness and merriment. Right now, it's all I can do to hold things together, so this year it's actually going to be about what DH and I want and need, instead of making other people happy and trying (and failing) to fulfill the obligations to everyone else. Grr.

    Needless to say, that phone call did nothing to help my mood, which has been terrible since Saturday. Sink deeper into gloom and funk.

    Go run errands. Drop off dry cleaning, try to pick up phone (get screwed over there--not happy with this store or the company at all), have DH's xmas gift surprise completely ruined by stupid friggin' employees at store, have nails redone, grocery shopping, home, put away groceries.

    Watch Mirror Mirror with DH. Still very much in a funk. Very, very much. Bed. Fitful Z.
  9. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    This is brave of you. Your parents probably have a vision of family togetherness that they feel will not be fulfilled, but I think you are compromising beautifully by getting together with your side of the family the Saturday before Christmas. Will the baby be there then? If so, I think you should agree to put on a Santa hat so the baby can have a photo taken with Aunt Peaches looking all Christmas-y. You have special circumstances. You are in a place where you are not feeling Christmas this year, for good reason, and I think that needs to be respected. It's not like you are refusing to see family at all.

    Convo I want to have with my parents:
    "So, you know how we were talking about how maybe we won't be able to go to the Jersey shore this year because of Hurricane Sandy destroying so many homes, and you said maybe Delaware, or Ocean City, MD, or the Outer Banks instead? I would actually rather go to San Diego for vacation this year because I think Child is the perfect age for it. No, not in addition to a week at an east coast beach, instead of it. We would be very happy for you to come too, of course, and everyone could decide how much touristy stuff vs. how much sitting on the beach they want to do."

    Likely outcome: My parents will announce that they are planning to rent a house at an east coast beach anyway and will ask us if we could decide what week we're going to San Diego soon so they can figure out what week to rent the house at the shore. Selective hearing will be in full effect.

    I may try to do an end run by enlisting my sister ahead of time. We'll see if that helps.
  10. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    8:20--Dropped Child off at school. Went back to the house. Stomach feeling pretty bad. I like pizza and treats, but they don't like me??? General Contractor is there. Building permit from town has been received. Huzzah.

    Stomach continues to not do so great.
    Feel somewhat better after nap.

    Read Telegraph Avenue.

    Pick up Child at school.

    4--5.64 miles on treadmill. Good workout. Shower.

    Take Child to ice skating. It's annoyingly foggy, but we manage. She passes Basic 8 and will now be in Free Skate 1! (US Figure Skating levels.)
    It is pretty clear to me that we now need to get her fitted for ice skates rather than using the ones at the rink. Maybe on Friday when she doesn't have school?

    Btw, not loving how it has gone from "Could you please take Child to skating for me?" to "I assume you will be taking Child to skating? I'm feeling woozy." I feel like me stepping up to the plate and doing Husband's share is now expected rather than requested. I don't mind doing it, but I wouldn't mind a few more compliments and thank yous. I should probably articulate these feelings to the appropriate person(s).

    Write in diary.

  11. 3wishes

    3wishes Well-Known Member

    ohhhh CCMM, San Diego? almost my backyard....yea!~.
    Decide yesterday - not to renew effort this year to look for am partner. After 4 years - and some real lackluster results, if you can call them that, it's just not worth it.
    Decide to do more traveling with DH on planned vacations.
    Watch CNN news yesterday - take pride in the country overall response to Newtown Conn and the incredible effort to prepare the vacant school building in Monroe for the smaller children.
    Speak with DD about her planned Christmas Party, once we get there - which somehow has me cooking and teaching her recipes passed down from mother to mother.
    Christmas photo cards in the mail,
    pick up two filing cabinets from Ikea for new look of den/study
    Stop at DSW to look for shoes for upcoming NCL cruise to Bahamas in January,,ok that
    may have been a mistake because I saw alot of 50% off signs.
    Watch the snowfall in local mountains, grab shoebox of ski wax, try to find old "iron" to press wax skiis...
    nooooooo brain screams, where the heck is it. This is the problem with reorganizing to the max,
    the brain does not accept the neatness abilities.
    Hang out at home - literally.
    Read, and top out the evening with Two Broke Girls - laughing all the way through it.
  12. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    teach three fitness classes...pretty much immobile the rest of the day...have a lovely evening playing family games and taking personality inventories online with family..I love my family...they are so awesome
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  13. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member

    Utter, total complete crash and burn, plus a bit of baking

    Pack and ship and get paperwork done
    Some personal banking
    Drink and din with DB#4, way fun
  14. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member


    Gyro, and it was Useful
    Lesson, in which Teach used me as an example to another of his students -- both a horrible example of what it used to be like, and a better example of what happens when I do better; this was interesting, shall we say
    Pizza, wine, fireplace, and Xmas tree with my old gym workout buddies; we have not seen each other in a year, so it was a delightful reunion
    Sleep by, I kid you not, 7pm; wotthe?
  15. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    Laundry, grocery store. Inquired, and grocery store does not carry duck breast...which was not unexpected. I had been eyeing a recipe in my cookbook for duck and goat's cheese quesadillas, but it sounds like chasing down the meat may be more of a chore than it is worth. (Though Wegman's might be worth a try.)

    Check out my advisees' grades and am pleased. Out of the 15 first-years with whom I started the year, 7 will make Dean's List this semester, and only 1 is looking at academic probation. (And 1 took medical leave of absence.)

    Wrote in diary.
    Picked up Child.

    Made Egg Salad with Curry and Cilantro...except mine is with curry and italian parsley b/c the cilantro in the grocery store did not look at all fresh <pout>.

    Read some of The Last Apprentice: Revenge of the Witch. (Originally published in England as The Wardstone Chronicles: The Spook's Apprentice.)

    Did not take Child to dance tonight, b/c...

    6--Child's Winter Concert. Child plays viola and sings in choir.

    Home. Read to Child while she took her bath.

    Put her to bed.
    Went to bed myself around 10:30.
  16. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    tues...take car to mechanic at o'dark thirty......continue to pretty much remain immobile til kids and I pack up to go to a service in the city for the homeless who have died on the streets this year...this is run by the chicago homelessness project and the Ignatian Spirituality project, which is run by our dear friend and of which dh is on the board was magnificently done with the choir and poets all being homeless individuals or formerly homeless individuals...each deceased person was remembered in some detail of their personality...old st. pat's is truly a rocking worship community...we then enjoyed an italian meal (but tapas style service) with our dear friend and was a lovely evening right down to the limoncello but also including the olives, sopressetta, cuc salad, gnocchi with pesto, beef tips with raab, pasta bolognese, and 4 different desserts
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  17. 3wishes

    3wishes Well-Known Member

    Up early, as always,,,why oh why cannot I NOT sleep in....yawn.
    E-mails, mailed and responses received.
    raining..cold, and snowfall ...YES!, drag out "sticks" nickname for skiis...get wax kit down.
    Turn on oven, start baking...for someone....heh heh heh wink.
    Cool, package, pack and take to post office. SHIPPED!
    Homeward, collect skiis, odds and ends, stuff DONE!
    Head out to lesson - wherein I INSIST on something fast - just so I could wake up my body apparently.
    Treat pro to just baked goods and he's quite please - as his hot tea needed "something"..ok so I get my wish,
    a really fast upper level ChaCha - maybe I shouldn't ask for such things.
    Challenge accepted from Pro.
    We both fall down in a fit of laughter.
    ok, get up, do rapid Cha again...ooohhhh NOW I AM AWAKE. teehee.
    Still raining and very cold.
    Wind picks up, house is warm and toasty...YEA!
    Generally hang out, clean up kitchen, read read and read some more...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
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  18. danceronice

    danceronice Well-Known Member

    Finished holiday baking. *thud*
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  19. 3wishes

    3wishes Well-Known Member

    Yesterday, DH went to work - YES! brain explodes,,,house to myself....back to sleep I go.
    Cold, windy, rainy - love the weather.
    Emails, responses, DF lurking about.
    Start looking at inspiration dresses as i call them...darn weight...ARGGHH. older is not always better.
    Wash car, MUD is all over the place from the rain storms and road construction...really? at least there are no bugs.
    Phone calls to plan out/map out Xmas visits.
    Step-dad informs DH how lonely it will be on Christmas Day without anyone up there or visiting (traffic is GRIDLOCK on the holidays that is why we are going up on Saturday), DH takes cover under the kitchen table when I explode
    and my mouth this statement, reminding DH (poor him), step father NEVER EVER came to my house for Christmas Eve or Christmas Day my entire lifetime after I married and after I had kids,,,in 45 years he came to my house ONCE and once only because his Virginia daughter - drove him - two years ago because she was not about to spend the holidays by herself with him. Continue to remind husband, EVERY YEAR, we have asked him "would you like to come down for a day/evening - however long? not a problem to bring your equipment, meds, etc, remind him we all have medical training, OR would you like for us to come up to your house? and be together, you don't have to do anything - it's just the togetherness that is important"....and EVERY YEAR - it's "no no no, it's too much, traffic it soo bad, it's this or that, I don't feel good, I'm in a bad mood, it's just another after 45 years do you NOT get this....he likes being alone on Christmas Day, and then lords it over EVERYONE how lonely he is, how no one cares, blah blah blah...and DH he is NOT going to ruin yet another Holy Day for me by using the all too frequent and often guilt trip...this is his decision" and lastly DH,,,it was my mother that made Christmas, be it her house or our house - and when it was our house, he never came with her and they lived 1.5 miles STOP feeling sorry for him, leave him in God's hands....
    As DH comes out from under the table - poor him....we both start laughing....and embrace in the warmest hug that lasts all day long.
  20. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    good for you

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