Okay, so I looked forward to this day with reckless abandon all week. I could not wait for this day to arrive. I thought about it all week. I knew I was going to sleep in until 12 noon. I knew that my lovely wife would surprise me by getting up and taking care of Maddie until I blissfully arose. I would be treated to pizza in bed upon my entrance into the conscious world. I would then take a long bath to rest my weary bones from a gruelling work week. I didn't really want a bath, it just sounded good. I always envision people relaxing in bathtubs, so I thought it fitting for this weekend. Well, I don't actually envision other people in bathtubs very often. Never mind, it is not coming out right tonight.
Yeah, so I woke up about 7am and couldn't sleep any longer. What an absolute waste. When I have to get up, I want to sleep. When I could at least sleep a couple more hours, I am wide awake. And not the awake that lets you drift back and forth between the shallow rest and semi-consciousness. No, the awake like I am bored laying here and even though I don't want to get up I get up anyway because I can't bear to lay here any longer. Not only do I miss out on my pizza in bed and long peaceful midsummer's morning, but i find myself in a quiet house all alone without anyone to even share it with.
Maddie decides that since I can't sleep, that she will sleep in for me. She doesn't even wake until almost 11am, so on the day that I could spend all day with her, she doesn't get up until half way through the day. Then, only stays awake for a little while and takes a 3 hour nap. By the time she is getting back up, I have to leave for school. Saturdays are my Intro to Interactive Marketing class. Challenging class, to stay awake in that is...
So we went out to eat with Kacey's parents and her Grandma. Unfortunately, her grandma has slowed quite dramatically in the past few years. This is a woman who grew up in a tavern. Even at 80 drank a martini a day, and her language gives credence to her childhood spent in that tavern. She is one of the greatest people of that generation. I have grown quite fond of her. Even though she is slowing down, she still has a great sense of humor. I call her Old Grey. She tried to tell me that her great-grandkids call her The Great. I thought she said old grey and have called her that ever since. Even at dinner tonight she got a beer. She got it in a kid's glass with a flexi straw because she isn't strong enough to lift a glass glass anymore. There is something to be said for someone who has deteriorated to the point that she can't pick up the mug, but still gets her beer in a plastic sippy cup. What a role model. Besides the occasional slippage of gas, she has most of her bodily functions under control. She really enjoyed seeing Maddie. I think that the kids are the highlight of her life right now.
That makes you realize what is important when you get older. A little alcohol and the realization that somehow your next generation has survived thus far. No matter how bad of a role model you may have been, they are still alive. Maybe there is more, but that is what I took from tonight.
Well, we have been trying to put Maddie down for a good 2 hours now. She thinks its a game that when we put her down, she can stay up. no matter how tired she seems, once she hits that mattress and sees us walking away, she wails. Most kids wail when they see me coming toward them, but for some reason, the darkness must confuse her. Anyway, she is crying again, so i am going to try to comfort her with my soothing presence.
Until tomorrow...
1 comment:
I like the blogs about Maddie the best!! Now you can finally relate to my life the almost 4 years before Maddie came along!! Now I can laugh at you, I mean with you, like you have enjoyed the laughs at my expense!! :-)
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