Thursday, September 23, 2010

And Then I Passed Out at Nine P.M.

My mom is getting married in nine days. I am a bridesmaid. I should be staining little wooden boxes that will be filled with chocolate espresso beans and used as party favors, but I am not (Sorry, Mom! I'll get it done!)

My sister is moving to New York two days after the wedding to be with her fiancé. Last weekend I drove to San Francisco on Saturday, had wonderful food and wine with her and her two girlfriends, woke up and helped her pack the car, and drove back down to L.A. That's over twelve hours in the car in a 36 hour period, in case you're counting.

I'm not complaining about any of this. The trip was taxing, but fun. I'm excited about the wedding. And, I'm loving soaking up every minute I can with my sister before it's time for her to go east, and time for me to start waking her up at 2 A.M. to talk about Dexter because I've forgotten the time change.

My point is that I am missing my blog, but I am very, very busy. Tomorrow we have Charlotte's 18 month old check up, as well. Then she's spending the night with my in-laws, and my sister and I might be having a farewell karaoke party.

In related news, HOLY SHIT. My baby is 18 months old. Soon I will have to write about how I am much more freaked about her turning two than I was about her turning one. Something about her being a "kid" and not a baby by any stretch.

Oh, and we're going to Disneyland on Sunday. And, yes, we're taking the toddler. I know some of you might be thinking this is stupid, and if I were paying a million dollars to get in and hadn't scored some free tickets from my soon-to-be-stepfather, you would be right. I have always shaken my head at the people pushing strollers around Disneyland. I didn't understand why you would spend all that money to bring a baby to a place they wouldn't remember. Especially if it prevented you from going on Space Mountain. I mean, REALLY.

But, like I said, free tickets. And, I also underestimated the intense desire to give Charlotte every experience. Even ill-advised ones like hauling her cranky butt all over The Happiest Place on Earth sans nap. Besides, I'd just end up envying all the other morons who brought their babies, and no amount of free-falling down the Tower of Terror would help me miss her less.

So, not that it's a change for my posting to be sporadic, but I will probably be around even less than I have been. I'll be back to tell the tales of Charlotte meeting Mickey, a farewell night of karaoke with my sister, and the aftermath of my mom and I deciding that the 18 month old could totally be a flowergirl.

And, now if you will excuse me. I am going to face plant on my keyboard. Or a glass of chardonnay.


  1. Taking Lotte to D-Land will totally be worth it when we see her point that little finger at the big man, Mickey Mouse, and say whoo whoo!

    And by the way, I am enjoying all the sister time too, I wish we could always have so much.

  2. Disneyland with babies is totally fun. You can can go on adult rides by taking advantage of the baby/child pass system; just ask the cast member that's stationed at the start of the ride's line how it works (it varies by attraction). Also, the Bug's Life section in California Adventure is awesome for little kids. Good luck!

  3. Thanks! We did have a great time, despite it being horribly hot.

    And my sister's prediction came true. It was all worth it to see Charlotte meet Mickey. I'm going to have to get some video up soon. She even kissed him on the nose!