Today's Stuff

So it's 11:13pm according to my system clock. Oh, 11:14, my bad. Only 46 minutes left of Saturday, November 17, 2007. 46 minutes left on my NaBloPoMo deadline for today and I have absolutely no clue what to write about. As usual. Supposedly this whole exercise was to get me write more, but somehow I think in practice it's been more about me typing more rather than writing. A few posts so far have mainly been my typing whatever has come to mind, thus a lot of disjointed posts.

For example, the Sweet Pea went all day without peeing in his pants today. Good. He pooped in his pull up. Bad. What more can I say about that? I'm not in a very descriptive mood since, you know, it IS almost midnight and I'm kind of tired AND I doubt anyone wants to hear about poop. Ooh, Miss Evie and I went to a a friend's 6th birthday party. (Hmm, my friend's kid's birthday party? But my friend's kid is Evie's friend too? Yeah, I guess "a friend's 6th birthday party" is accurate enough without going into too much detail on the exact details of our relationship with the birthday child. You need not know that I knew her parents first.) Where was I? Ah yes, no where. We are at the party which was at an lovely Oakland park of which I had no prior knowledge. I love these kinds of discoveries. It was a beautiful, modern and cool place that was right next to the Oakland estuary so it had a marina view and probably a view of The City (since we're on the left coast, that's San Francisco). We didn't exactly get to stay long to explore or enjoy our friends' company as we had to leave to pick up something that could not be picked up later, but I did promise Evie that we could come back some other time. Which we will. I believe my exact words were, "We can come back tomorrow."

What is it about parenting that makes me a liar? I mean, I try to tell the truth, the whole truth, so help me dude/tte upstairs. But go..odness knows, some promises are made simply to get to where you need to go. My mom later told me that she's going to take the kids out of town to my little cousin's birthday party. Oops, sorry baby. At least this one wasn't my fault.

11:28pm, good enough?