Running Commentary

3 years November 25 2005

Happy Birthday to you Noah!
3 years ago today I was ten toes up on an operating table with my belly wide open for the world.
Noah looked like a very pink old man when he was finally yanked out. And then when they found out he had low blood sugar they put him in an isolette (Brendan called it his cage) and he laid there naked for most of the day.
It was a great day..I laid there numb from the chest down and very suddenly the itchiest person in the entire world. And then the most nauseous. And then? The shakiest.
But it turned out well when they released him from the NICU and told me I could have him room in with me and my almost entirely numb body.
Things are somewhat different today. Today he woke up and declared he would be going to school today but first he had to find his birthday. He stood there in the fridge with a tub of margarine in his hand with this look of total dismay asking where his birthday was. You see I work today and Chris has meetings with suppliers today and CHris’s father is driving up here tomorrow so we had planned on celebrating this birthday on Sunday.
NOTHING has been done.
But how can you say that to a three year old who woke up expecting birthday hats and green birthday cakes?
My poor little ducky.
Today is Noah’s birthday and we will celebrate in Noah style. With too much food and green birthday cake.
My babies are growing and are babies no longer.

member me? November 24 2005

Here in Canada we celebrate Thanksgiving before Halloween, so today was just another day around here. Which included being called into work at 5pm. FIVE PM! Anyway.
Here I am..on my futon….blogging!
It’s freaking winter here today. We got about 20cm of snow and it was -25C with the windchill. BRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. The restaurant in coming along…we expect to open over the two weeks. Chris is beside himself with happiness.
Let’s eat!

Fuck It. November 15 2005

I’ve had it with the insomnia. I’m takin a *xanax* (please god…don’t spam me)

One Foot In Front Of The Other. November 14 2005

I’m home alone right now. Brendan is gone to school and Chris took Noah to the restaurant with him. He did it so I could sleep, the insomnia monkey was on my back again last night and I was up till well after 2 am.
So I’m going to run!
My highschool chemistry teacher has set me up with a plan to get me back on track in time to train for The Bay. And that includes 4 5km runs this week. Today being run number 1.
So I’m going to go and put my shoes on now, cause as we all know, that is the hardest part.

Karma November 13 2005

Chris’s Grandmother in Germany died about a month or so ago. And while I urged (read: nagged) him to call over there to talk to his Aunt (the grandmother lived with the Aunt for that last years of her life) he didn’t really feel comfortable. He was worried, I think that his German was rusty.
Fast forward to yesterday when he recieved a call (crabby as usual) from his father..they chatted about his move here by mid winter (oh goody goody gum drops!) he happened to mention that the Germany relatives called him last week (they speak weekly I believe) and asked for Chris’s address. A WEEK AGO and he is only now mentioning it to Chris. Chris asked him what they wanted it for. And my father-in laws reply? “I never thought to ask.” NEVER THOUGHT TO ASK?!
So now we are very curious. Is this a nasty letter about how he should’ve at the very least called..we probably would’ve sent flowers but we weren’t even told until about 1 week or so after the fact.
Or does this have something to do with the will? She has only a few grandchildren and we know she sold property over there years ago and divided the profits among her living children then. So we don’t think she had much money left. Maybe she’s sending childhood photos of Chris’s mother (she passed away 6 or 7 years ago) or maybe some nifty childhood artifacts. Either way he is eagerly awaiting it.

It’s cold here…and windy.
I’m in a funk.

This restaurant stuff is not helping. We are still awaiting word on financing..though we thought it was pretty much taken care of something else has come up. So we wait. Or guy has assured us it’s still a go but you know me…the eternal realist. I have a hard time envisioning things working out for us….ever. I always expect the worst, I am rarely disappointed. I know I know…chin up and all that hooey.

I suck at blogging right?