I had to double check the calendar to make sure today is Friday and it was time for me to write a Weekend Open Post. Drew has been off work since Christmas, Jackson’s babysitter has been off since Christmas Eve, and we were out of town from the 28th until yesterday, so we’re definitely off our regular routine and I haven’t really been keeping track of what day is what. I guess we’ll go back to normal on Monday when we’re all back at work, and for me that means back to regular posting around here. It’s been nice to have a little time off though.
You may have heard that a lot of us got hit by a big winter storm overnight. We were so lucky to get back to town just a couple hours before the snow started. Our flight even landed early. In the air, though, things weren’t so smooth-sailing. It was a super turbulent flight and Jackson ended up puking all over me — in my face, hair, all over my clothes. It was disgusting. And I had lost my voice the day before through a combination of allergies, a nasty case of acid reflux (sexy), and lots of hooting’ and hollerin’ at the Wllie Nelson NYE concert Tuesday night, so, when I needed to push my way through the crowd of people waiting for a turn in the tiny bathroom to clean Jackson and myself up, the best I could muster was a raspy whisper. “Sick kid!” I whisper-yelled, my arms full of toddler and puke, “I have a sick kid!” I’ll spare you the rest of the details, except to say that when I was done cleaning us as best I could, the flight attendant had to actually lock the bathroom for the duration of the flight and declare it a biohazard zone. I was never so happy to get home and put on a fresh set of clothes.
Anyway, it’s cold as fuck here (9 degrees), but it’s supposed to warm up to 32 tomorrow, so hopefully we can take Jackson out for his first sledding adventure. I’m also looking forward to breaking in my new running tights that I bought for cold weather, but who knows when the snow and ice will melt enough for that to happen. In the meantime, I am enjoying wearing them at home in lieu of leggings because they are pretty much the most comfortable thing I’ve ever worn. Side note to runners: have any of you tried running cleats for snow and ice? Thoughts? I really hate to go more than a couple weeks without getting a run in and I no longer have (or want) a gym membership, so I have to figure out how to get through the winter…
Anyway. Not to bring it back to puke again, but I have to say that we aren’t even through the third day of 2014 and I’ve already had to deal with the puke of three different people (myself included) and one cat. I just thought that needed to be said, but again, I shall spare you the gory details. I am not pregnant though! That needs to be said too. I hope your new year has been less puke-tastic… and maybe even a little fantastic.