i’ve had a few revelations recently. i’ll share. this way i won’t soon forget. right?
1. tv is the root of all that is evil in this country.
seriously, i realized this last night when my mother-in-law was asking what the girls want for christmas. mae wants a sewing machine. alizah wants tech deck ramps. “what else?” she asks. “nothing. mommy says we only get one present this year.” then i got “the look.” but sort of a hybrid of “is this a joke?” and “are you evil?” so i explained that each girl would be getting one SANTA present, one present from mom and dad, and what ever the aunts, uncles, cousins, and army of grandparents got for them. i know… they’re totally neglected. i was mentally patting the girls on the back for being so modest with their requests and thought that perhaps our really fantastic parenting had finally taught them some important life lesson.
after some prodding and additional explanation on the part of dear old mom, the girls added lalaloopsy with style hair and hex bugs. hmm. suddenly it hit me! we don’t have tv any more! the girls are no longer watching “kid” shows that are about 15 minutes of commercials for shit we don’t need in our house. they’re asking for pretty much the same stuff that they were into last year. crazy!
then today on my way to pick alizah up from school i was still thinking about it a little and i realized it’s not just the selling to kids that was nagging at me about the whole thing, it was the emptiness it creates in the kids (and us, too) if we don’t have tv to tell us about all the really awesome crap we’re missing out on, we don’t feel like we have a void to fill.
2. the best thing a mom can teach her girls is that no task is too big to at least try conquering.
hubs let me sleep until 9:30 today. he made coffee, he took alizah to school, he played with mae, and he let me be. it was sweet. after i was up and about he got himself ready and out the door. not long after i realized there was a bunch of gray water standing in the sink so i felt around with a knife to see if there was a kid cup stuck in the disposal or something (it’s happened before so…) ok. no cup. i flip on the disposal and all the water runs down - into the other side of the sink where the clean dishes are drying. woah. crap. ok. i call hubs. first i try making him feel bad for leaving me there with this disaster by asking if he noticed the clogged drain before he left, like it was his fault. no? oh. ok. so, what the heck am i to do??? he suggests plunging it. he ran into this once before and a good plunging took care of it. “plug one side and plunge the other” ok. i get the plunger and plug one side of the sink and get to work. the pressure from the water shoots the plug into the air sending a spray of water out of the sink. hmmm. at this point there is gray sink water with bits of lentils and fat stuck on the front of my shirt. mae and i called a time-out and went to get alizah. now, all the while, hubs was supposed to be getting a hold of our plumber friend so i thought there was still some hope.
we got home and i just couldn’t stand to look at it. i had dishes that need to be washed, floors that need mopping, and if mae asked me if i’m gonna have to do dishes in the little (bathroom) sink now one more time… so, i do what any normal woman would do. i pulled everything out from under the sink, grabbed a pot and began removing pipes. the first part came off with little spillage and for some reason - oh ya, ‘cause i’m not a plumber - i didn’t realize the other pipe was the one with all the fun waiting to be unleashed. of course, the girls were standing behind me waiting in anticipation as i unscrewed the connection. suddenly there was water spraying my arms, my rug, the entire underside of the sink!!! so i yanked as quickly as possible and realized the water was under so much pressure it was pouring out like a fire hose. then i realized the pot wasn’t big enough. i scrambled for a bowl and suffered minimal overspill. both girls went runing in opposite directions with their hands over their mouths because it was the stench that hit them first. they sat at a safe distance to watch the rest… just mom sitting in wet stinking dish water scooping goo out of the pipe. no cause for alarm…
but, it’s done. i got it done. the girls were proud of me, too.
notice the floating goo in the silver bowl? ya. i touched all over that.
alright. i think those were enough revelations for one day.
OH, by the way! i finished the 5 hour baby sweater for those fantastic hoffars, too. it’s some of my hand-spun, hand-dyed merino. super snuggly soft! oh, i hope they love it.