Exchange
Phew.
How’s your week going, you guys?
That Owen post kind of knocked me out and I couldn’t blog for awhile.
(Also, thank you so much for your thoughtful responses. The post made me cry while typing it and it seems to have struck a nerve with a bunch of people, in a good way, I think. I like that we all can relate. Also though, I’m totally surprised no one commented on the super sexy combination of my bowling shoes and my candy cane socks. Can’t a girl get some love around here? SHEESH.)
Anyway, sorry I have stepped away from the computer. SUCH A TRAGEDY! Especially because I have a lot to say about my current job situation and career shifting and what it feels like to live your life while attempting to follow your dreams and how that can be kind of hard and confusing. In fact, I had so much to say about it that I started writing it and had to break it down into sections. So, I’m thinking next week, every day I will post an installment of “Stuff in Laura’s Brain About Careers and Jobs and Dreams”. Does this sound remotely interesting to you? If not, shut up, I don’t care. I lost my job and you have to be nice to me.
For lunch today, I had an iced caramel macchiato and a vanilla bean cupcake.
You can draw whatever conclusions you want to from that about the state of my uterus.
Cool?
To tide you over in the mean time, please tell me what YOU had for lunch and also, here is a homework assignment I found of River’s which is a letter to his mom asking for an electric blanket. Spelling and grammar have not been changed.
Dear mom.
My blanket is so boring. i would like an electric blanket all exange you for a type writer. you will be my frend forever. i have a blanket that dosent heat up and electric blankets do. i have a plain blanket, i want a electric blanket with a picture of toothles from how to train your dragon on it, beacase i like the movie. if they dont have it at the store maybe you can make it, al take care of it i wont cut it i wont do any thing to it.
Love, River.
I have two favorite parts of this. The first is suggesting his mother MAKE him this electric blanket. I mean, this is a fantastic visual in general just because it’s an ELECTRIC blanket. But if you knew River’s mother, it’s like infinitely more hilarious. She’s not the handy type. And I’m not judging because NEITHER AM I.
The other part I love is the part near the beginning where River attempts to say that he’ll exchange his typewriter for an electric blanket. (Note: he does not have a typewriter. How do kids in this day and age even know what a typewriter is?) REGARDLESS, the way he phrases it, it sounds instead like he wants to exchange his MOTHER for a typewriter. “I’ll exchange you for a typewriter.”
DUDE. That ain’t nice.
But it is daaaaaamn funny.
So, there you have it, folks! Babysitting hilariousness all around. So! Tell me! What filled your bellies today? I hope it was something good. NYC is covered in snow and ice and all I want to do is…well…sit around and eat cupcakes. Which is, um, what I’m doing.
In conclusion, I’ll take care of it, I won’t cut it, I won’t do anything to it.
AND YOU?
Hello Laura! Today for lunch I had a salmon patty, couscous and eggplant cooked in tomato sauce and red wine. It was not bad!
I’m looking forward to next week’s series! Mayhaps a career up for consideration is writing?
Very cute story. Does River have the book Click Clack Moo Cows that Type? Because in that book, the cows start typing letters to the farmer asking for electric blankets, and eventually exchange the blankets for their typewriter.
Just a random question from a random reader. Did you ask for permission from Owen and River’s parents before you blogged about them? They seem like the type that wouldn’t worry too much, but in this day and age you never know…
I had my favorite lunch today, which is a Small-Dollop-From-Everything-Yummy-At-Whole-Foods-Buffet meal.
So, I had… mashed potatoes topped with salsa verde (the mashed potatoes were a vehicle to try the salsa), chickens vindaloo and tikka masala, bhindi masala, ricotta raviolini, artichoke hearts, peppadews, kale salad, bok choy dompling, olives (well, olive), and pineapple.
Plus 4 tiny samples of some yummy “nutrition” bar they were pimping out.
I swear, it was a delicious lunch.
I had popcorn at my student’s house for dessert.
Carley – WOAH. That lunch sounds good.
Sharon – You know what? He DOES have that book and that’s EXACTLY what he was talking about!
Rachel – OMG. I LOVE THAT RICOTTA RAVIOLINI and the kale salad. And wait. You had ONE olive? Girl, that is weird.
John – Such a good question! The twins’ parents both know that my blog exists and that snippets of the twins appear on it but neither of them read it regularly or proofread my entries before I post so the content is purely my choice. I try to be cautious about what I write and there are approximately 1,000 twin stories I have not written about or wrote and deleted.
I’ve tried (but failed recently) to remove their names from the posts as they are extremely Google-able as a pair. I think as they get older, I’m much more conscious of embarrassing them. I do wonder if even my Owen post went too far. After all, I’m not their parent. And while their parents are cool, I’m not sure it’s okay to be posting a lot of stories about children from the babysitter’s perspective. (Though it often is quite a funny place to be in.)
That being said, they do have a strong internet presence regardless of this blog! Their mom had a blog for them, mostly pictures, when they were younger. And you can read a really cute article about them with their dad which appeared in TimeoutNY Kids last year or two ago here.