Elevenses

It's 11:16 pm and everyone in the house is sleeping except me. I know I totally should be getting in bed because I will have to wake up twice to feed my baby at at least two oh dark thirtys and then have to arise and shine with my Sylvie at 8:30ish all ready to help her have a great day. This is THE only second I have had to myself all day. I need to blog it out and, since Heidi is the only one who really checks my blog - This is for you Heid.

It was REALLY beautiful today in Seattle. I say it that way because when it is sunny you really feel like this is a great city sandwiched btw two majestic snowcapped mountain ranges and surrounded by two bold and beautiful bodies of water. It feels alot bigger than the soggy dark neighborhood that you see out your window when you look outside on most days. You feel more connected to the other neighborhoods when you can actually see them.

In fact, buds are popping and brave daffodils are actually blooming on the sunniest knolls. There is one patch right as I exit I-90 on Mercer Island when I pick up Sylvie from school. The grass could not be ANY greener since it is enhanced by the prolific amounts of moss on account of the sogginess of the last month. All the wonderfulness that peaks out on sunny days is a result of the yucky days (snow on mountains, fresh water in the lake and sound and green mossiness) you just have to put up with it.

Those soggy days have been making people give up on Seattle since I can remember. I have lost friends and family in search of greener pastures. But there aren't greener pastures out there, just browner ones with sunburns and airconditioning. ew There are pretty white one though, right Heidi?!

Today I had a cleaning crew clean my house which I had been letting get dirty for a month in anticipation of this day. It took them 4 hours for two people to clean the house (that means 8 hours for one person). I was so thrilled but I had to avoid coming home so I drove around extra and went to the drive through Starbucks in Sodo (iced tall peppermint mocha light on the mocha no whip tastes just like a peppermint patty - jen called that one). Then they still weren't done so I walked to the store with two kids in the SUV stroller and I gave Sylvie some cheetos which turned her cold hands and lips orange and embarrassed me because it was so obviously toxic and cheap. Then they still weren't done so I went to the library where Sylvie threw a book and then made an insta friend which, when her mother forced her to leave crying and screaming, prompted Sylvie to say "where did my friend go?" - we had been there 3 minutes. When I turned the corner and their car was gone I was so excited to unload the groceries that had been sitting in my car for 4 hours but instead I went around touching all the clean surfaces. HOWEVER, they didn't mop the kitched floor. I saw the girl spraying a large swiffer type thing with 409ish stuff but I thought there was no way that was all they were going to do with the floor. It was though. BUMMER. The whole point was to clean that bitch of a floor. I even asked if they were going to mop and they said yes. Mopping means water and cleaner and bucket right?

Baby crying, minute OVER.