monkees

i dunno if i'm getting old or if my bed is just a piece of crap, but it's wrecking my back. it's killing me, and my neck is stiff. this happened to me when i used to have a futon a number of years ago, and i eventually had switch beds and that improved things dramatically. joy told me to flip my mattress. i find that kind of thing difficult, i'm not very strong, and the mattress has a quite few pounds on me. but it's tasks like that that are empowering, because it's the kind of thing i'd happily let a man do, so it's good to see that i can do it by myself.

yesterday i went on a crazy long walk around town.
first i walked up to the new library (where i picked up 'the business of being born' for chelsea – it was just staring me in the face and usually it has an 8 month waiting list, so i snagged it for the very pregnant mrs stelmach).
then i walked downtown, where i coincidentally bumped into the fore-mentioned chelsea.
i purchases one apple at the market (best apple i've had all season so far).
got honked at by my colleague francisco as he drove past in his lexus.
went to classic and rented season 5 and the first disc of season 6 of sex and the city.
popped into card's bakery and bought not one, but TWO cupcakes
i was pretty pooped when i got home. i was literary sweating and a pinkish hue. it was good though. i felt the cupcakes were well deserved. it was fun, and i feel pleased with myself.

later that evening i babysat my niece and nephews. i don't believe i've mentioned this in writing before, but the cat is out of the bag, so i can finally "announce" that my sister is pregnant yet again :D this is exciting, and i'm hoping for another niece to balance it out to "nieces and nephews". she's due march 23. anyways, i had a great time with the kids, but i'd be lying if i said it was easy. it's frickin' HARD juggling 3 kids. yikes! i'm really starting to understand when people think i live in a dream, which is good (that i 'get' it). i want to fully appreciate my independent life while i have it so that i don't look back with envy in a handful of years. it's tough because every stage has it's blessings and frustrations, but you know what? sometimes a person just has to grab the good stuff, and let the bad slip thru her fingers. and on occasion it's good to spend a couple hours in another person's shoes to fully grasp their perspective.

yet another post-secret that COULD have been done by me, but wasn't.

i'd go the whole wide world.