Not as planned

Here’s how my day went today.

8:30 – wake up feeling the beginnings of a cold. Spend 10+ minutes about the alarm not going off at 8. Watch an episode of Hell’s Kitchen with the Romgi.

9:00 – get the Bwun up. Decide on poached eggs for breakfast.

9:05 – ask the Romgi to figure out how the electric egg poacher works.

9:07 – blow a fuse in the kitchen. Realize the fuse box is in our neighbor’s apartment.

9:08 – take a screaming jr out of the kitchen when the egg cooker suddenly starts shrieking.

9:11 – get grumpy about not having any toast (since the outlets aren’t working).

9:12 – spill my egg onto the floor. Throw a fit and shut myself in the bedroom under the blankets.

9:30 – calm down enough to come out of isolation. Tidy up the living room minimally. Waste time.

9:45 – put on Pooh’s Heffalump Movie (again) for the Bwun.

9:46 – get the Heffalump song stuck in my head.

10:00 – make a menu for the week, and a grocery list. Debate going to the store.

10:15 – decide against going to the store. Tidy a little more. Waste time again.

11:30 – mini-crisis in our house. The Romgi has to leave suddenly for campus.

11:35 – both kids start screaming. Put in a load of laundry.

11:50 – wrangle the Bwun into the bath.

11:52 – a brief moment of silence.

11:55 – try washing the Bwun’s hair. Quickly discard that plan. Bounce jr. Bounce more.

12:30 – try washing the Bwun’s hair again. So much screaming.

12:34 – move the laundry to the dryer. More more more screaming from both kids. Hurry to get the Bwun out of the bath.

12:50 – the Bwun continues screaming.

12:55 – man-handle the Bwun into wearing clothes.

1:00 – put the Bwun on his bed and try calming him down. Unsuccessful.

1:22 – give up and leave the Bwun’s room. More screaming. Feeling the cold getting worse.

1:30 – silence.

The rest of the day – wishing for more silence and less sickness.

Me, me, me! …Updates on my life.

My brain is worn out. You get bullet points instead of a real post today.

• I started an independent study class this past weekend (Rel C 393R: Latter-Day Saint Temples). I’ve finished 2 of the 7 lessons. I intend to complete the rest of the lessons in the next few weeks and take the final before we’re very far into this next semester, because…
• …I’ll be doing 3 classes on campus instead of 2 as previously planned. Now I’ve got Soc 311 (Contemporary Sociological Theory), Soc 380 (Deviance and Social Control), and WS 222 (Introduction to Women’s Studies). The first is a required core class for the sociology major and the other two each count as electives for a different sociology requirement. The deviance class sounds like it will be interesting – and we’ll be participating as jurors in the law school’s moot court competition, as well as attending some court sessions in SLC. The women’s studies class just fit into my schedule and is supposed to be fairly easy. And, again, I can’t wait for the theory class. Seriously. I eat that stuff up. Weird?
• Oh yeah, I’ll be graduating in April 2012 – finally! The Romgi will finish law school at the same time, which is a slightly more impressive accomplishment, but I think that for switching my major 3 or 4 times and having two kids, 10 years to complete a bachelor’s degree is not bad…holy hannah, will it really be 10 years by then?!
• I came up with an idea for great Christmas cards. But then I decided maybe it wasn’t such a fabulous idea after all. I started making the cards anyway. About halfway through the stamp I made broke (poor planning), so I had to come up with a new idea. (Alternatively, I could have just gone to the store and bought a new linoleum block, but it’s amazing how little I feel like loading both kids up and carting them around in public. So it wasn’t much of an option in my mind.) That means half of you get the first design and half of you get the replacement design. Just tell me you like yours regardless.
• My perfect baby jr slept almost nonstop until she was a month old. Now she enjoys being awake and screaming from about 1-2:30am. Interesting enough, I do not enjoy being awake at that time – maybe because I don’t get to scream. Sometimes fatigue and frustration get the better of me and I do whimper and pout and a little bit sob until it wakes the Romgi up. Then we both get to suffer. True love!
• The Bwun is amazing. He’s also a messy guy. Recently he’s started using 3-word sentences, which is probably not a big deal to anyone but the Romgi and I. Pretty cool, though. The Bwun’s most common sentences are “Pa gone school” and “Baby sad eat” (which, if you couldn’t figure them out, mean “Pa is gone at school” and “Baby is sad because she wants to eat,” respectively).
• Today was a long day. The Bwun didn’t take a nap, and didn’t take a nap, and didn’t take a nap. But he needed one badly. I sent him with the Romgi to get dinner so that he (the Bwun) would fall asleep in the car. It worked – but it also meant he had a very late nap, and is still awake now, when it’s nearly midnight. Good news: he’s not making much of a mess.
• I finished reading an incredible book last week, The Good Women of China. Normally I don’t read much non-fiction, as a single subject seldom captures my attention long enough to read a whole book on it. This was different. Watch for a review later this week.
• Now I’m reading one of my Christmas gifts from the Romgi – a collection of Perry Mason stories! The book he got me has The Case of the Sulky Girl, The Case of the Careless Kitten, and The Case of the Fiery Fingers. We’d already watched two of those in season 1 of the tv show, so it’s especially interesting to see how the adaptation differs from the original story.
• Fun-size Snickers are the best.
• Life with two kids:

Tears of joy.

So much to do, so little time

This past week we’ve been cleaning, cleaning, cleaning. I’m happy to say that the bedroom is just as clean as it was in the picture I showed you recently, the bathroom is almost sparkling, the living room is tidy, and…the other rooms are well on their way to perfection.

This new week is the Romgi’s last week of class before his TWO weeks of finals. Fortunately for me, my mom is coming out to help for a few days. With house and kid stuff – not with finals. Sorry, the Romgi, you’re on your own.

(And then we have Christmas shopping to do, and I start classes in about a month, and how does life feel so BUSY when we really aren’t doing much?)