Marvelous Lie-In
This morning we slept in. It was great. We slept until 7:30 a.m. What a treat! When I woke up, I knew that it was a foggy day, even without my glasses on. It was a "pea souper" as they say over here. But the sun burned through and it was a very pleasant day.
We stayed home. It was fabulous. Steve and the kids walked to the bakery to get a loaf of bread and come donuts for themselves. Julie and I stayed here. I spent most of the morning and a chunk of the afternoon looking at hotels in Paris. While Steve's mom and aunt are over here in October, his sister and her family are taking a vacation from their expatriate life in Africa. We're meeting in Paris for a few days. My crew will ride the Eurostar train in the Chunnel to meet the other crew over there. But it was strangely unsettling to try to get a hotel. I know nothing about Paris and I had a harder time trying to figure it out than I did trying to figure out London last summer.
Anyway, I finally just bit the bullet and reserved a hotel. I had to get 2 triple rooms for 3 nights. Maybe that's what was freaking me out. But I got us a place.
All 3 kids are in bed. They were all "put away" by 7:45. All washed and smelling nice, instead of smelling like wet dog. Or sweaty little kids. Same thing. I can hear their Rainbow Fairy story going, but I'm not hearing any little voices. Even Julie.
Speaking of Julie, she is starting to lose the pudgy baby look now that she's mobile. I can actually see her neck now. She scoots, tries to do push ups, rolls, sits up, and kind of crawls all over the place. And she's into everything: shoestrings, dirty socks, Audrey's grass, school papers, baby toys, baby toes, computer cords...you get the picture.
I can't really think of anything more marvelous to say now. Have I mentioned that I bought Julie an exersaucer-type thing? It's called a "Hop 'n Pop." It doesn't swivel around like an exersaucer, but it has the same kind of toys. As Julie bounces up and down, it makes these little plastic balls in a plastic bubble pop and it plays music.
Anyway - Oh! Steve is going to play Skittles on Tuesday night. It's some kind of bowling, apparently. He's going to take the camera, so we'll see what it is.
TTFN!
2 comments:
Speaking of the word knackered early from Get Fuzzy. That word was a mystery to me for years until I asked a friend who was born English but lived here now how to spell it.
The word came up alot with the Grad Students at Massey University in NZ. One of them Jeremy was a rural kid who in away was truly southern. So I had a harder time understanding him than say a city kid.
Jeremy came in a couple of times after being sick, I think he may have had glandular fever for a bit(if you are not familiar with glandular fever then maybe you have heard it called mono for mononucleosis or as in the kissing disease.)... anyway, he would come in to work and say to me, "Man, I'm naked." I would look at him strangely. After a few times of him saying he was naked I finally asked him what he meant. He said naked meant tired or exhausted depending on the context. I thought that is a strange expression. When he was through explaining it I said that I thought he should be careful not to use that express in front of my wife. ;) Or any other thing to do with naked.
So I thought it was spelled naked for years and it meant tired. Until I mentioned it to my ex-Brit friend. It took him a minute to understand me since I said the word was pronounced naked. He said, "You mean knackered." I said, "I do?" He looked it up on the web and said see.. knackered. I said okaaaay.
Anyway, I have always thought it funny that Jeremy pronounced it where it sounded like naked.
I can see now if you use a lazy southern accent that you get naked out of it.
That is ok I paid him back with the word "tire" or "tyre" to him. I pronounced it "tar". Like you know "a car tar." He had a slow leak in his tyre and I said maybe it was his "tar stem." He looked at me like I was speaking French..which is not good if a Kiwi is involved. It took Gwen translating it for him one day to know what I was talking about. He laughed and said why did I not just say, "tyre value." And I said I did. ;)
-Dr. Bubba
By the way, a Lie-in sounds like you lock yourself in a room with a bunch of folks and spend time lying to each other. ;)
-DB
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