We Now Return To Our Regular Self Deprecating Program...

We interrupt this love fest of happiness to return to our normally chaotic and fragmented lifestyle. Oh how we missed thee!

It's Friday here and about time that we recapped the week...


* The baby slept thru the night on Tuesday. Eight hours of uninterrupted sleep. Yahoo! Of course, he's my child, so it was only a fluke, and he's back to waking up at either midnight or 3 am. But it's possible....

* The maid, who Matt and I finally agreed upon hiring, didn't show up on Tuesday. She sent me a text message saying that her husband was in the hospital. Being married to the glass is always half empty guy, I immediately didn't believe her (as we recently had a "discussion" over salary and I thought it was just her way of telling me to go take a hike with what I was going to pay her... which in all reality is VERY fair considering ... though I digress). So I called her after I got her text. No answer. Matt called her from his phone. No answer. Over an hour later I get a return call with a mini explanation. She asked if she could just come Thursday. What do you think happened Thursday?

* We've been going to the pool almost every day here, and coming home just before dinner time. It's quite hot and humid out, so we're usually pretty darn sweaty and gross when we return. Matt has Grady duty when he gets home so I can finish up dinner, relax, whatever I'm in the mood to, because, HEY, I have 3 kids attached to my hip all darn day, and even I need a break. After a few days of evening diaper changing, he told me he's very concerned with his boy's "boys" due to the heat. In fact, he's taken it to the next level and told me that I need to air them out every once in awhile because... well, they need it. Not owning a pair myself, well... literally that is.... I can't relate. He's 10 weeks old... does his life already revolve around them now?

* We're living like ragamuffins right now due to the limbo of our move. The house should be ready within the next week, and we're putting off every thing we possibly can until we get into the new house. I have bags from our LA trip that are still packed, most of the air shipment that arrived 3 weeks ago is still in the boxes, and I haven't bothered to really stock the pantry because I know that I'll either have to move it or pay the movers to move it. We're SO ready to relax and settle down, and most importantly, move Grady into his crib in his own room!

* My driver said to Matt last week, "Sir, I thought you said that madam was thin. She's not." And then turning to me said, "You're not thin, you're still fat. I see it in your arms, your stomach...." Hey - I've lost 25 of the 32 pounds I gained. Sure I'm cramming my tush into my pre-pregnancy pants because I can't take the elastic waistbands anymore... and maybe, JUST maybe I have a slight muffin top. But fat? Um yeah... that made me feel GOOD!

* You know you're back in India when the first thing you do is go to the health unit and start your rabies immunizations. Ooooowwwwwwiiiiieee. Next up, Japanese Encephalitis!

Here's to a relaxing weekend...

These adorable shirts are from a dear girlfriend...
Dina - the girls love them!! Thank you!