It's October. How did this happen? Wasn't it just August?
So much has happened. I started a new job at my company. Am I enjoying it? Well, I don't come home and tell KosherCook that my day was "mind-numbing", so I guess it is better.
KosherCop turned 5 at the world's worst children's birthday party a mother could ever hope to throw. KosherCop had a great a time - he's a big fan of mayhem.
KosherCook had to go to a funeral when the party was supposed to happen so I was on my own. Thank goodness my friend LN was there to help me, or those kids would've brought me to tears. Also, KosherCop was quite the ringleader. He greeted every kid at the door with "Free candy! Come and get your free candy!" (Like a moron I had put out candy for the adults figuring they would monitor their kids chocolate intake. Wrong.) So the party started with 8 kids spilling a thousand mini M&Ms all over the living room. I also realized as this was happening that the beads for the beading project I had planned (not my idea - my son loves stringing beads) bore a striking resemblance to the mini m&ms. Luckily no one mixed them up - that I know of.
Then KosherCop decided that all the kids should come into his bedroom and shut the door. I followed them in to tell them the door needed to stay open and 6 little munchkins were jumping on the bed. KosherCop's idea. So I sent them out with some toys and closed the door. I tried to play a game with them, but our house is really tiny and all the parents were talking so the kids couldn't really hear me and just looked at me like I was crazy.
Somehow I got them to the table for lunch (which they hardly ate even though I had made very delicious tuna and PBJ sandwiches shaped like hearts and dinosaurs. The parents at least seemed to like the tuna dinosaurs) and birthday cake (which they all took 2 bites out of and left over - too many m&ms I guess).
Then, covered in tuna and cake they all went back to playing. While I tried to keep one little boy from repeatedly ramming KosherCop's bedroom door with a dump truck full of blocks, KosherCop opened the piano so all his friends could bang on it with tunafish-fingers (the piano had to be cleaned and tuned anyway - now it needs to be cleaned and de-tuna'd).
At this point I pretty much gave up and told KosherCop to give out the goody bags. It ended up being only about 15 minutes before the party was scheduled to end so it worked out okay. Then KosherCook came home and started cleaning up and all was right with the world again.
The very next day was Erev Rosh Hashanah and I somehow worked and still managed to cook chicken soup and bake a honey cake before our families gave up and went home hungry. Honestly, I don't know why they continue to show up at the time we tell them. I guess they just like us and know they won't be eating until 2 hours after they arrive. We love you too, guys!
Let's see - Rosh Hashanah - that brings us to Yom Kippur, bronchitis, lots of drugs that keep me awake but finally stopped me coughing, and then to today. KosherCook's amazing - he got up an hour before I did, fed KosherCop, and started cooking stuffed cabbage. Then he went to shul with KosherCop and I finished up the cabbage. Unfortunately that was for dinner, not lunch, which we had guests coming for. Honestly, I don't know why our friends continue to show up at the time we tell them. I guess they also like us and know they won't be eating until 2 hours after they arrive. Do you see a theme here?
The cabbage proved further to be an unfortunate choice. It was slow-cooking in our crockpot and when we came in from the Sukkah, the cabbage had released its full force of odoriferousness. The kids all pronounced the house super-stinky and I had to agree. But our friends seemed to forgive us that too. And it tasted good, despite the smell.
So that brings you up-to-date. It leaves just one thing. The election. We are reading and watching everything said about it. I can't speak for KosherCook, but I guess I think as long as I keep watching, Obama's poll numbers will stay up. Kind of like when we are driving and I don't let myself nod off because I'm afraid KosherCook will fall asleep too (when he's driving - when I'm driving I just go ahead and nap).
I have to say I enjoy the humor that comes from Sarah Palin being on the McCain ticket, though. Not just Tina Fey as Palin - which I love. I started thinking about her foreign policy expertise - being able to see Russia from her window. So I started to look at all the things I could see from my window. I can see the people coming and going from the halfway house across the street, so I will be adding drug treatment counselor to my resume. I can also see birds so I must be an ornithologist... or perhaps a cat.
I can't wait for November 4th.