This song, All the Morning Birds, is an old favorite of mine that I’ve been listening to a lot recently. Supposedly, the singer, Jolie Holland, lives in my neighborhood, but I don’t know if I’ve ever seen her. A friend of mine took ukulele lessons from her a few years ago until she realized she wasn’t all that interested in learning ukulele and was really just paying Jolie Holland to hang out with her and she felt weird continuing to do that. But, personally, I think there are worse things to spend your money on. Like, I don’t know, these boots maybe (seriously, the price!).
Anyway, I’m glad this week is over. Jackson had two days off from school for Jewish and Muslim holidays, and on Wednesday I had both kids on my own all day from sun-up til after bedtime while Drew was in temple with his dad for Yom Kippur. And let me tell you, 12+ waking hours alone with a 4-year-old (almost!) and a 2-month old — who, for some reason, screamed nonstop ALL DAY — is hard. I was pretty much comatose by the time I got them to sleep at 8. I drank a shot of tequila to help take the edge off a bit and then crashed in bed myself… at least for a couple of hours until the first of several overnight wake-up calls. (Jackson has decided to be like his sister lately and wake up multiple times a night, which often entails helping him in the bathroom or talking him down from a nightmare scare or explaining that we don’t eat cookies at midnight. It’s all as fun as it sounds).
Drew and I have a sitter and are going out tonight though. We’re trying to be better about getting time out together without the kids, which means scheduling “just because” dates without always the excuse of a special occasion or some event we have tickets to or whatever. Our goal is every three weeks if we can swing it. Even if we can only get out for a couple of hours to try a new restaurant, that can be enough time to reconnect, talk about the week, and enjoy time together that isn’t spent either frantically caring for two young kids or falling asleep to a movie we had good intentions of staying awake for. Speaking of movies, I read about this one, “Finders Keepers,” in the Times last weekend and it sounds cuh-razy (guy finds an amputated leg in the grill he bought at an auction and then refuses to give it back to the guy who says the leg belonged to him before he misplaced it. And then the guy who found the leg starts charging people to come view it! WHA??). I think it opens this weekend.
And on that note, happy Friday, everyone!