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In which I whine unremittingly

So J went to the Big City for a couple days to visit a friend (whose parents are snowbirds and were leaving a nice empty apartment at 91st and York). C has been OK about this until last night, when he got overtired and completely lost his sh*t wanting his mama (and wanting to have a bubble bath and wanting to have brushed his teeth all by himself). So this morning I assured him that his mama would be home tonight.

As some of you know, the Big City is slushed up solid in the grip of "wintry mix" and J's flight home is most thoroughly cancelled.
And United's idea of an appropriate rebooking was to send her to Dulles about 530 tomorrow night so that she could make a connection to Burlington arriving about midnight. It's still up in the air, so to speak, when she'll be home and by what mode of transportation, although pretty much everything she is looking at will be earlier than that. Not that I don't love the boy, but I'm glad he's at daycare.

Oh, and did I mention that last weekend I popped something in my wrist, and am trying to figure out whether it's more uncomfortable with or without the brace. (but at least I learned a new word: "triquetrum")

And where is my plate of peeled grapes?



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Feb. 22nd, 2008 06:54 pm (UTC)
And where is my plate of peeled grapes?

Were you an adorable black cocker spaniel, they'd be coming right up.
Feb. 22nd, 2008 09:24 pm (UTC)
Awwwwwrrrrr.. poor dear...
*pat* *pat*
Feb. 22nd, 2008 10:59 pm (UTC)
In which I whine unremittingly

Actually, compared with some of the students I've met with this week, you are a total whining washout. You wouldn't even make the J-V.

As for the peeled grapes, I'm thinking that a nice glass of fermented grape juice after C. is in bed might be more helpful. Hang in there!
Feb. 23rd, 2008 01:34 am (UTC)
It is 8 effing 27 and I am all washed out. C was pretty good tonight, with both of us agreeing that we want his mama back home. My mother had a spaniel (but spaniel-colored) and fed him not peeled grapes (why peeled?) but a jigger of Four Roses every night when he was a puppy. I think it will be a wee dram of something from my ancestral highlands (or lowlands as the case may be) tonight...

As it happens, the weather here turned pretty mean today, so it would not have been fun going to pick J up. Is that whining or looking on the bright side?
Feb. 23rd, 2008 02:49 am (UTC)
Spaniel colored? Cockers come in Black, Parti, and ASCOB (any solid color other than black), otherwise known as red, buff, chocolate, silver buff... but black is the original.


Just what you need - someone to poke you when you whine. *grin*

What can I say, Satin liked his grapes peeled, and I was fool enough to do it for him.
Feb. 23rd, 2008 07:24 pm (UTC)
Hrmph. My mother's spaniel, whom I don't remember seeing except in photographs, was some kind of deep brown/auburn (to match the highlights in her hair when she was 15), so I guess that would be red.

And now J is home and ensconced on the sofa with C watching Harold and the Purple Crayon, so I should probably stop whining. Except maybe about the wrist brace.
Feb. 24th, 2008 01:08 am (UTC)
You could whine about the wrist brace, but the process might make it worse...
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