Two thirds of NaBloPoMo to go!
Whew. It's harder than I remembered from previous years doing this. I feel like I'm plagued by writer's block, and for some reason seem to spend all evening finding other things to read/write/do instead of my blog post.
So, I made an appointment with the neuromuscular neurologist. Of course, he's booked until mid January, but it's not like anything in my situation is changing anytime soon.
What else? Ellie is doing just fine. We're trying to figure out what (and when) to do for her birthday party this year. I seem to be having trouble making decisions lately, and the fact that Ellie's party hasn't been planned and organized by now is just more evidence of how much I dither lately. I can't even figure out where to have it; it doesn't help that Ellie keeps changing her mind between something really girly (like a ballet party) and something that she can invite boys to, too. Every time she starts to settle on something girly, she realizes it means she can't invite the boy she declared her future husband soon after she met him 1.5 years ago.
Total digression but too cute not to share: Ellie said she chose John to be her boyfriend because he was the same size as her. She's tall for her age, and towers over most kids her age. Even at her school, the folks in the office forget when they see her that she's a kindergartner and assume she's in second or third grade. She's just so darn tall for her age. Anyway, she literally meant the same size because when I asked about the only boy (or child, for that matter) taller than her in her previous class, she replied that "Andre was taller than me. John is the exact same size as me!" And he is, although her feet are a half-size bigger than his.
Meanwhile, John's mom had the brilliant idea of telling the kids that broccoli makes them grow extra lots, so we both use it to encourage our kids to eat veggies by reminding them that the other one might be taller if they don't eat their veggies. Anyway, when we got together with John and his family last weekend, the first thing they both wanted to do was see if either was taller than the other. We put them back to back and yeah, they both seem to be the same height. But by the end of the evening, when we were saying good night and Ellie and John were hugging goodbye, Ellie asked John, "Will you still marry me if I grow taller than you?" He agreed he would, but I could tell he was going to be piling up the broccoli on his dinner plates between now and when we see him again on Thanksgiving. :-)
OK, so that's got to be enough rambling to count as a blog post, right?
Meanwhile, don't forget to say thank you to a veteran or current military person today! Happy Veteran's Day to my dad, my father-in-law and my Uncle Bob!
p.s. Apologies to those I owe email/comments to. I'm horribly behind on everything except keeping up with my daily blog posting.
p.p.s. I wasn't kidding about spending all evening trying to blog but failing. According to Blogger, I started this post at just after 5 p.m., and now it's six hours later and I'm late to bed.
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