Monday, June 26, 2017

keeping nothing down

friday 16th:

going to bed around 2.30am but not managing to get under the duvet before mr smear spiked a temperature and we couldn't determine whether it was caused by hot pjs and his duvet or by illness

tedious dreams and up a little later than usual

a slow start to the day with uninspiring videos, a mechanic visit on a gorgeous morning, getting a little sprayed oil in my eyes, meeting airplane and family for cooking competition coffee, back home for nap time

a little battlestar galactica, a walk with my mom and mr smear to the lighthouse during a magnificent sunset but turning around as the temperature dropped and the wind came up

a quick shopping and a really nice friday night dinner, mr smear spiking a fever again and throwing up the meds then demanding more sleep-food for a LONG time before we eventually acquiesced; a little man of steel and rls medication before turning in early

saturday 17th:

dreaming hard: military training with mr smear, fighting gym, gd and i swimming against massive waves and using everything we had to climb up to the promenade, a religious army musical number and dirty coffee grounds staining my good pants

reading rainbow, the farmer's market with my sister, nephew and her friends - one adorable new friend for mr smear, one completely ridiculous "health advisor" who my sister trusts for no understandable reason

the delicious vegan cake that made me realize that i really don't need to eat cake any more

straight to my mom's coffee shop for tea with my great aunt and her daughter, an exhausting but amusing chase through the mall and a shrewd saleswoman convincing us to buy an awesome but expensive "friend" for mr smear

coming home praying for a nap and getting nada, a chilly pharmacy run, the prince of egypt, a surprisingly straightforward bedtime

learning the origins of ani couni

rice, marshmallows, man of steel

sunday 18th:

restless but tired, getting up at 5am, setting up my workstation, making a cup of tea and then spending the next hour trying to get mr smear back to bed (about half an hour of feeding, cough / sinus meds and diaper changing, the rest because by that stage he was thoroughly awake) before giving up and beginning the day with the phantom menace and washing dishes (at least now gd appreciates my disappointment in chapters 1 through 3)

nerve pinching, arm weakness, and gratitude: the fact that i walked away (or limped) from my 2014 snowboarding accident was miraculous, and the fact that all i have to deal with is sciatica is a blessing

finally throwing in the towel with the science of star wars, resuming night of the jabberwock which was a breath of fresh air

a long time cleaning the kitchen, then emergency shopping and going back for garlic then going back for mushrooms then going back for milk

does *anyone* find it helpful when the cashier places coins on top of the receipt on top of bank notes???

a pleasant morning hosting my cousins, mom helping to jump start the neighbour's car while his wife went into labour, mr smear falling asleep after everyone left, napping until i awoke with a headache, waking mr smear to go to the car rental agency to extend the contract, returning home for allergy meds then walking down to the promenade for a stunning sunset

bedtime prep, a little bit of trouble getting him to sleep and everyone passing out waiting for the protests and singing to die down

monday 19th:

mr smear throwing up on the bed with no protector (again), and there's nothing like a hyperactive boy at 4.30am stomping on lego like he'll squeeze out more than (daddy's) whine; he was enthusiastically counting, though, and he spent the next three hours calling for his teacher and trying to go outside while i tried to rest but not sleep or cry

coffee to drive him safely, a quick and painless drop off, getting good work accomplished and hanging paintings, taking a first step to improving our cleaning lady communications, picking up mr smear, and almost waking him during the drawn out drama of getting him to nap

night of the jabberwock and ramen, a short nap, failing to feed mr smear, gd hurting herself in an entirely unnecessary rush to playdate with a family downstairs; the kids having a great time, the parents getting along and only a few stressful incidents (we got over the small stuff like mr smear rolling in dirt fairly quickly)

shopping, home for bedtime prep, being utterly exhausted and incapable of joining in an interview, indulging in chocolate milk, chocolate and marshmallows, reading a little more and finishing superman: man of steel... the writing failures were obvious and easily remedied, but it was so much fun to watch it really didn't matter

the surprise story of my brother-in-law's steak surgery

making progress, but interrupted constantly by mr smear's struggles (coughing fits)

tuesday 20th:

turning in relatively early
generally restless

things non-praying people pray for at 4.30am: that their children have actually gone back to sleep and not just for five minutes

sleeping uneasily until the alarm, dreaming:
1. standing on a futuristic tank with a magical yellow force field protecting it, the enemy attempting to get at me with a poisoned cake
2. running down stairs with gd and mr smear and him falling many floors down to a hard surface; by the time i got down there he'd been taken to the hospital and was apparently doing alright
3. steampunk / magic expo, needing to stow any tech for security reasons and placing my watch in the box but everyone was in a hurry and i'd need to copy encryption mentally in order to lock it; a wild chase through the expo to escape a witch i simply couldn't hide from

an unpleasant morning, working well, mr smear needing a change and grabbing other kids' food as i rushed to get him to his doctor's appointment; apparently nothing more than allergies (again), stopping by piazza st. john's for a great lunch and some book shopping before mr smear threw a proper tantrum in woolworths. not only did a well-intentioned clerk interfere at the wrong time (i had to tell her "please don't" a few times before she backed off), and a wheel locked after i finally got him in the stroller and smacked into a trolley a man was resting his head on, but when gd came out and the tantrum was still going she whipped him out of the stroller and instantly undid all my efforts.

mr smear acknowledging his behaviour both by saying sorry, and then by saying "naughty" when he hurt gd and that's a word we never used before

big anger that wouldn't go away

trying to soothe it with some hacknet before mr smear woke up, getting through the evening and a call from an enthusiastic recruiter - i don't know how many times i've been pitched the same company - eventually putting mr smear to bed then picking him up to administer asthma meds, his response being to hurl everywhere

watching gringo, the john mcafee documentary

working hard into the night, struggling to find a node rabbitmq package that works

wednesday 21st:

the joy of being dragged out from a warm duvet at freezing o'clock in the morning when you're nowhere near alarm time and your child wants to play

breakdancing videos and eating his unwanted breakfast, dropping him off at school and hitting the hardware store, returning home to some "me time" (hacknet), dropping gd off at the acupuncturist, coming home, picking her up and driving out to the car rental agency again to pick up a license disc; back to the school in time to park inside and pick up smoothies, gd's was delicious and mine tasted like kale-flavoured water scooped up from a field

picking up mr smear, visiting three supermarkets before giving up on finding the groceries we were looking for, stopping at home for a quick nap (mr smear's, we had ramen and tea) before heading to the temple to meet with two rabbis and resume gd's path to converting. during the course of a few conversations it's become clear to me that the "progressive" movement in judaism is the one that embodies the original principles of jewish history, faith and philosophy; i've complained for decades that "orthodox" has lost its way and i'm glad to find a home for national / religious ideology.

an interesting meeting, dropping gd and mr smear off at home and borrowing my cousin's drill and buying the second-to-last panel heater in the store and installing it and taking soup and jelly to my mom and picking up a phone she needed help with while avoiding contact with whatever she'd been down with

home, gd's amazing leftover concoction, mr smear naughty but adorable (i couldn't help but laugh at his scarily realistic fake cries, between which he giggled hysterically)

stabilizing bedtime, duct-taping the balcony door, two hours of meeting and presenting my work

thursday 22nd:

a nightmare of coughing becoming throwing up everything including the allergy meds to the point where we headed out in the cold, wet and windy night to the hospital; entering the emergency unit immediately rendering me semi-conscious, weak and on the verge of passing out, when we walked out two hours later i immediately felt better (still tired, but functional)

back home in the rain (with help from a security guard and his umbrella

about two hours of sleep before the nightmare resumed, mr smear still struggling and us exhausted to the point of hallucinating; returning the drill, dropping off mr smear at school for the last half hour once we were sure he'd be okay, picking him up and getting his mid-year report (we're super proud, but we were anyway, and the teacher requested that if we have any more kids we bring them to her as well), leaving gd for an acupuncture appointment and hitting the bumper when parking, a good treatment screwed up as i returned home to gd who'd been struggling alone with his worsening symptoms and rushing him to see the doctor, another medication change and getting mr smear sorted out and sleeping very early

getting excited for SxS's last few days before his kid's born, eating and crashing as soon as possible

friday 23rd:

another vomiting episode at 5am, but other than that mr smear and i both slept through until 9am, and of course he woke up warm and with green mucous and of course the pulmonary specialist could only see him on the following monday so we braced ourselves for a surprise double-long weekend

aiming for the bucket, mr smear refusing to be held by anyone but me, gd making a huge brunch instead of separate meals, applying for her conversion programme, trying to get some work done during nap time

after many hours struggling with node and rabbitmq, finally getting it to work and it's really simple :/

a chilly attempt at a walk, mr smear throwing up just as i was putting him in a swing

skipping my first evening in shul, a clingy mr smear refusing gd's dinner, a long goodnight and a shower forced by a particularly uncomfortable (for all of us) bowel movement

relatively short goodnight, dinner, chocolate, marshmallows and the end of gringo (holy cow), working until i felt myself tired and a little confused, then holding mr smear for more than an hour's coughing fit until his second cough med dose kicked in

saturday 24th:

up at 4am and suddenly feeling violently ill, mr smear up at 5am for a full family register of sick people

a couple of hours of mr smear stretching out my shoulder in a painful and interesting way, jumping up dizzy for an irrelevant alarm

mom coming over to help out, a day spent resting and feeling like crap

eventually getting mr smear into bed and watching a couple of episodes of battlestar galactica before crashing

sunday 25th:

1am party two floors up waking everyone and after two minutes banging on the door i get a "we didn't realize", followed by traumatizing mr smear with cough syrup and at least half an hour of tantrum that ended in him throwing up his dinner

mom helping out again in the morning, followed by me taking mr smear out for an hour or two to pick up diapers, learn how to dribble a ball, swing gleefully, go down a slide without climbing up it first, borrowing a bike and breaking a wheel by taking it off-road, ruining a long romantic moment with a cute girl by coughing in her face, then coming back home to a long wait for mr smear to nap

a great nap, a little work, mom coming over again and her visit ending with mr smear hurling his day's eating all over her... and then once again hurling after i tried feeding him again post-emergency shower...

an unpleasant long goodnight, finally sitting down and getting tricky work done, watching the human experiment in the background and being surprised to find that it wasn't a bunch of crap

Friday, June 16, 2017

storm breaking

monday 5th:

a pretty good night, a comfortable start to the day, working and feeling healthy while gd organized the new dresser, picking up mr smear and doing a big shopping mission, then home to try and rest before gd's hair appointment and my interviewing a potential new employee

waking mr smear from a deep sleep and getting gd there just on time, finally finding unframed ice cream - great product, really poor signage - and mr smear refusing to try the absurdly good macha tea flavour until the cup was empty and he attacked the meager remains in a pathetic display of regret

home late for a meeting that had already been postponed, feeding mr smear and working on an interesting new side-project, a short visit from my mom and bedtime prep, a little bit of a struggle to get him to sleep and an episode of the second season of f is for family while feeding myself before digging back into work

tuesday 6th:

a scarily convincing paypal / spotify phishing scam, reviewing shitty sales material while designing an in-house solution for a licensing server, getting to bed at 2am and "enjoying" about four disrupted hours of rest, up early for dinosaur train and self-applied cashew yoghurt before dropping mr smear off at school and coming home for a couple of hours of rest that felt like i'd been dosed with morphine without the brainless side effects
picking up mr smear, stopping quickly at home for a forgotten ready bag, stopping at the rental agency to pick up a car door lock lever then continuing to canal walk to return something, buy something, discover the games arcade, eat lunch (and have mr smear smear half of it across the table) and go home to pre-storm groceries and a little boy who refused to nap

the aggravated return of the acid reflux after two months "hiatus" [*i'm* amused by that pun, at least], doing dishes and juggling books until dinner, then bedtime prep and battening down the hatches

interviewing (successfully) a new teammate, f is for family, getting some work done while the storm finally broke

wednesday 7th:

in bed around 3am, barely any rest again, some crazy winds and a day of blessed rain leaking in our windows (along with the cold, but the panels i installed are doing a great job), mr smear a little bored but generally alright and the three of us getting through the day with gd's comfort food and a little work and mom's visit

a couple of moments worrying about all the things that i haven't been taking care of

f is for family interrupted by a message asking why i was late for a meeting, minestrone soup gone bad, a little tekken before work

thursday 8th:

working until 2am, a cold and tough night and waking up to a particularly unpleasant morning (dishwasher issues); work and finances, confirmation from a professional that our window installation is inadequate (cheap landlord), mr smear napping when we got home, two hours of kitchen duties and the surrounding drama, receiving acknowledgement from my previous mobile carrier that they've owed me money since december

i wish i'd learned about years ago

a post-office / shopping run with mr smear and his impossible-to-get-on shoes that he sneakily kicked off in a store, picking up post that specifically said it wasn't there (glad i didn't go to pick it up first), sold out cashew yoghurt, mr smear singing to all the world, a shoe tantrum in the car and carrying everything including mr smear who was carrying another box with a weak left arm (i still don't know if it's a nerve thing or a tendon / muscular thing)

just getting through the evening, mom's visit and gd's peanut butter soup, mr smear falling asleep easily and us following suit

friday 9th:

catching up sleep with the usual interruptions

work, picking up mr smear, him napping soon after we got home and me getting kicked out of my "office" by the cleaning lady and resting a little before going to my acupuncture appointment; very interesting appointment, dreaming with no rls, and being left in a relaxed state that would only wear off enough for me to be functional the next morning

a family walk, a sunset red with the fires from knysna, friday night dinner with my mom (an uncooperative mr smear), f is for family (season two gets progressively more serious than funny) and crashing early

saturday 10th:

up early, the dark crystal and gd making slime (long story short, a great idea in theory), mr smear's early nap and my second coffee allowing me to get some important work done, a visit to the aquarium (taking a long time getting there, and arriving with a shit cup of coffee that wasn't what i ordered), a fun visit and mr smear finally crawling into the kids' exhibits, a big shopping on an eerily quiet afternoon in sea point, occupying mr smear with dr horrible's sing-along-blog, mom's visit and me purchasing myself an early birthday present with seasons one and two of battlestar galactica, mr smear's bedtime followed by some downtime

omg bg is even more brilliant second time around, a little twelve monkeys and the rest of f is for family - that awkward moment when you want to rate a series one star because you're upset that it ended

sunday 11th:

nasty rls for a while, stretching, reviewing a couple of children's books, returning to bed still struggling a little

not a lot of sleep, mr smear up early and gd hurting herself and the first couple of hours of the day generally unpleasant

driving out to the play shed to crash a birthday party for a play date, meeting some nice people and mr smear having a ball, a few awkward moments and then a long detour on the way home, mr smear falling asleep, me getting some work done before my sister arrived for a lovely afternoon visit, my mom's frustration at having failed to get hold of us for various reasons, mr smear being busy but amusing, a bit of a struggle getting mr smear to bed, finishing leftovers and working a while

monday 12th:

a couple of times up in the night but he slept in long enough to allow us an extra fifteen minutes (glorious!) and a quick shopping run

dropping off mr smear, coming home and diving into the last piece of my rabbitmq puzzle, picking up mr smear (some of the other parents seemed a little cold to me), getting mr smear home and finding him completely disinterested in multiple offers of a nap. finishing the rabbitmq puzzle, trying to entertain through tears of exhaustion, a visit from someone my brother knows and the hilariously awkward moment when we realized that he'd lied to her about something - a ridiculous lie that had us all embarrassed on his behalf. getting through the afternoon, including a fight with aliexpress (i made the mistake of trying to purchase some iq puzzles, they took the payment and then informed me that for "security reason" i needed to upload all sorts of private documents. i've now learned my lesson)

late coffee, blackboard wars is like a gritty version of dangerous minds where the white teacher and the principal really aren't amazing, a little twelve monkeys in between and then a good few hours of work

tuesday 13th:

mr smear had skipped his nap and received an antihistamine dose that gave us a good night's rest with only one feed, him waking up hungry to rick and morty on a miserable morning, the car taking a long time to start when we were already running late

dropping off gd, dropping off mr smear, picking up gd, passing out for an hour or so, working, picking up mr smear, everyone gobbling down gd's homemade hummus before mr smear and i went down for a nap

coffee and coding before driving to the hospital for a two month follow up, a slow truck on one road and construction on the other inspiring me to open waze and learn that they've disabled typing when movement is detected (good for them)

good news, i guess? i didn't really follow how requiring 15mg of PPIs is progress when i barely needed them before, but whatever. mr smear sleeping four hours and giving me excellent work time - i actually managed to get in more than a full day's work before bedtime - followed by a walk outside to find a hardware store (both closed before 5.30pm), shopping, dinner and a visit from my mom, bedtime prep, and then an hour of tears and frustration putting mr smear to bed which turned south as i was supposed to be joining an important meeting... fortunately that was postponed for other reasons, but i didn't know that at the time.

work, the big fat truth, a little email clearing and

wednesday 14th:

bed at 12.30am, "dropping the soap" (literally, the rls bar hitting the floor scaring the crap out of me) at 5am with the city blanketed in deep fog, mr smear sleeping through, long office dreams

invader zim and cashew yoghurt, another wintery, foggy day; trying to get my papers in order but installing heating panels and hunting down hardware instead; using gd's appointment as an excuse to walk down to buy cashew yoghurt

on the way i picked up a cup of delicious vegan soup, and i still had a tiny bit left when i picked up mr smear; hilarity ensued as he couldn't get enough of the stuff, for five or ten minutes the teachers and i laughed uncontrollably as he tried every which way to extract the last drops, most of it staining his forehead and cheeks a bright turmeric yellow

home, gd's wildly successful third hummus attempt and mr smear going down for another long nap while i installed panels at my mom's; home (ramen and supergirl), then taking mr smear with to my cousin's to return his drill and discuss recruitment with his wife

coming home late in heavy fog (dangerous roads, a couple of near-misses) for a delicious but messy dinner (we can't trust mr smear with spoons yet), bedtime prep, a positive weekly meeting, supergirl vs the big fat truth, early to bed

thursday 15th:

mr smear and the spoon of yoghurt, dropping him off less late than usual, working most of the next couple of hours, twisting my knee while picking him up, trying not to laugh in his face when he cried because i accepted his father's day gift to me, failing to get him to nap and trying to work and generally being exhausted

tension headache to go with my knee

breaking weaning protocol and a half an hour deep napping, a chiropractor visit and occupying mr smear by turning a polystyrene cup inside out followed by a visit to the waterfront

mr smear pushing all my buttons on a day when i already lacked the patience - if my boy had done that sort of thing as a member of my generation he'd have been thoroughly beaten, and he would have been far too young to even understand why - some frustrating shopping experiences, lego and fudge to try to make it better, a tough food court dinner and mr smear's grand finale screaming right in my ear while i was strapping him into the car seat, which hurt my ear and made me angry which upset the rest of the evening.

a difficult-ish bedtime around 9pm, then signing on to a call with the big boss that lasted an hour and a half and had the pleasantly surprising outcome of my design and strategy being met with complete agreement and much appreciated praise. i followed that with an hour or so of me time, including this posting, and now...

friday 16th:

it's back to work.

Sunday, June 04, 2017

tired, tired, tired...

sunday 28th:

waking up still thinking about awesomenauts - it's just like league of legends but simpler and more fun

getting ready for bed and feeling pretty good but mr smear waking up for an hour or two of snotty noses and leaky diapers and crying for breastfeeding which sucked all the life out of me

waking up broken, dinosaur train and crash bandicoot and struggling to get through the morning and mom coming over for her two days early birthday present and helping me install a panel heater and gd's brilliant lunch

i realize now that my son has quietly, patiently spent the past few months manipulating the skin on my neck so that he can finally grip it in his fist

fallout 4 freebie - i lost an hour or two to it and it's GOOD.
daleks and mom's visit for tea
mr smear's allergies getting worse
home exhausted and out of tissues when the supermarket were closed

a tough evening, feasting on leftovers and watching a good chunk of get out before passing out

monday 29th:

another difficult midnight session, some good rest until morning

finishing get out - the third great movie in a week and the second with flawless writing

installing two heating panels at my mom's, then coming home in time to take mr smear to see the doctor, returning home hungry and getting mr smear to eat gd's végépaté

a long afternoon with a short nap, awkward park and social shopping and mom's visit and a surprisingly quick bedtime (skipped breastfeeding)

mr smear breathing easy for the first time in days after we discovered that we'd been giving him lower doses of his allergy meds than he needed

twelve monkeys series and rls and passing out on the couch

tuesday 30th:

a pretty good night, but dragging myself out of bed at 5am with the foghorn sounding was a struggle

a little work, then breakfast, dropping off mr smear and coming home to work and even get in a little game time, dropping off gd at the chiropractor and picking up mr smear; him smashing his head up into my jaw and consequently my biting into my already sore tongue, our friend paralyzing him with tickling, his hand-in-hand climbing stairs with a little girl from his class and using her to pull himself up and her falling backwards (we caught her, though), picking up gd and returning home just in time to be late meeting my mom downstairs to move the car seat and head to col'cacchio's in town for mom's birthday lunch with my sister

a delicious lunch, and although mr smear was busy and naughty they made the experience a lot more manageable

a quick run past baby city, mr smear napping while i worked and then producing a fair amount of background noise while i spoke with a colleague

computer struggles, an insanely gorgeous sunset and gd outdoing herself with dinner: she made delicious food before, but since going vegan her dishes have become consistently outstanding

feeling dizzy and disoriented when blowing my nose (neck nerve pinch?)

the beard trimmer cutting out a quarter way through my shave (good thing we had a spare battery, all our rechargeables are in use), mr smear's bedtime routine

neck trouble and dizziness but otherwise feeling really good, too tired to watch even something as good as the twelve monkeys series

wednesday 31st:

rushing mr smear to my mom's in his pyjamas in the heavy mist because we couldn't get our car out the broken gate and we were late for gd's acupuncture appointment; picking up mr smear and rushing him home to the cleaning lady; eating his unwanted maize meal and rushing to pick gd up, dropping her off at home and rushing to see the therapist

an interesting and productive session, after we were done i asked if she'd like to hear where my depression goes and she seemed to appreciate hearing it

hungrily finishing off all the leftovers, settling accounts and trying to get some work done, getting through a long afternoon with dizziness and a scratchy throat, watching a bit of the latest american gods episode before our amazon prime trial ends (no way are we renewing, even if the selection was better the tech is shitty and paying per year instead of per month is just silly)

worsening neck / back discomfort

coconut yoghurt smoothie (great, but not so great that we'll take it again) / aquarium (last ten minutes) / incredible sunset sky / an unwanted falafel wrap but a fun service experience (mr smear attracts good attention)

an embarrassing attempt at winning a prize by hitting a punching bag with a sensor - i don't know what it was precisely (although i have a couple of suspicions) but i know i usually hit hard, certainly a lot harder than what i did there

a shitty shopping experience and an uncomfortable drive home and some exploding tension on arrival before struggling with the end of the day bedtime prep

coffee and ibupain to get through a meeting, american gods and marmite crêpes and chocolate and bad rls for a short while, a few hours shifting between work and transferring spotify playlists to google play

thursday 1st:

1am bedtime, but getting next to no sleep because mr smear wasn't in the mood

a relatively peaceful morning, completing the move to google play and spending some quality time with mr smear, then some fun getting out of the parking lot (asshole cleaning his car needing two spaces to be in the shade)

stopping at game in town: an olfactory attack and heavier shopping than planned, another idiot making leaving my parking space difficult. gd's first time in the gardens center, enjoying supporting my mom's new venture and being impressed by the pick 'n pay - being impressed by the whole mall, actually - and then leaving on an irritated note due to another shitty parker and a pushy trolley guy

back home for nap time, restless with a stuffed nose and a sore neck

delicious wraps and food issues and insulting avocado tales

a gorgeous sunset walk with mr smear, running into the guy whose apartment we almost rented and his kids, a great evening until the home-time tantrum, showering with a hookless head and a huge, delicious dinner

an easy bedtime, my mom coming over for a drink to her first day running her coffee shop and informing us that my sister just had a successful interview, 10pm out

friday 2nd:

1am unpleasant awakening, a little bit of studying then back to our regularly interrupted sleep until the cleaning lady arrived

a little work (changing my opinion of wcf a little), then the hunt for a missing masonry bit, buying a replacement and a new new shower head, installing heating panels (and wishing i'd done it a year ago) and an awesome hummus session with my son and a couple of large wraps, then him harassing me while i clipped in the cables so he'd leave them alone

exhausted, but pushing through: negotiating a satisfying deal on a welsh dresser, then taking mr smear to the park, the trouble brothers and dirty diapers and classmate collaboration

mr smear singing and entertaining for the entire duration of a quick shopping mission for tofu and cashew yoghurt, friday night dinner with furniture rearrangements

saturday 3rd:

an early start but fairly comfortable, getting stuff done (including a visit to the hardware store) before heading out to the vegan market - it was too windy, but the selection was significantly better than usual; sailor joining us, mr smear joining me in the insanely delicious macaroons but not the beautifully spiced chickpea curry rottis, returning home expecting a storm but it only broke later and not for nearly as long as we'd have liked

a little bit of nap time on returning home - well used but could have used more for sure - then watching joseph: king of dreams (good retelling, but really poor songwriting) in an attempt to occupy mr smear (not so successful), then with dr horrible's sing-along blog (better success), prepping mr smear for bed and leaving him with my mom, taking her car to cavendish in the rain (misted windows and i couldn't figure out the a/c, wiper or seat adjustments)

meeting sailor and his cousin and thoroughly enjoying wonder woman: it's got many flaws, the israeli accent becoming more pronounced in one scene bothering me in particular, but nothing that detracted from a great comic translation that makes the character cool and exciting

coming straight home (minor detour for road works) and saying good night to my mom

sunday 4th:

starting catfight thinking we'd go to bed soon, but for a stupid "whatever" film it's surprisingly engaging, going to bed at 1.30am just in time for mr smear's delayed night feeding

not a bad night, but up early and with music player issues that escalated quickly, back to spotify and then eventually settling on deezer. deezer seems awesome.

friends coming over for a brunch playdate, gd preparing delicious food that everyone wolfed down and the kids having a grand old time. mr smear napping for a bit soon after they left and giving me an opportunity to get a little rest while gd tidied and organized the new dresser, then entertaining mr smear and eventually taking him out for a walk that was cut short by the cold wind; an evening setting up deezer playlists and prepping mr smear for bed, then finally finishing catfight and being shocked that we were giving a movie with such a ridiculous premise a five-star rating.

now i've done a little cleanup of my desk, and i'm going to do a little work and then get to bed early.