Sunday, June 04, 2006

And a good time was had by all.

This was a good weekend. Good weather (albeit hot, but it's June in Texas, so there you go). The Geej was in very good spirits. We had a fun event to attend last night. I had a couple of very enjoyable conversataions with Mr. Wonderful. It was just all good.

So let's recap:

Friday was fairly typical. When I picked up the Geej at school, she was not only filthy, she was wet. They'd been playing outside in the water/mud, and she'd clearly had a blast. She's beginning to remind me a lot of Pig Pen from the "Peanuts" cartoons. Didn't do much that evening. Went to bed fairly early.

The Geej slept until nearly 8:30 Saturday morning. You read that right: 8:30. It was awesome. We got up, had a late breakfast, ran some errands (during which the Geej constantly commented on the "motorcycle...loud...noise...off...no motorcycle." Apparently, she's not a big fan of the Republic of Texas biker rally). Yesterday evening, we went to the coolest thing. A friend/coworker of mine filmed an episode of Trading Spaces earlier this year. Last night was the premiere of the episode. She reserved part of the Plaza level at Whole Foods, rented a big 12' x 9' screen and a projector, and she and the others on the show invited 175+ of their closest friends to come watch it with them. It was awesome. Everyone bought food and beer and wine from the store, and there were tons of kids and the playscape was right there. The Geej had a blast, and the episode was really great. We didn't get home until after 10pm, which is super late for Geej.

Went to the grocery store this morning, and The Geej saw an old lady cruising by on her Rascal scooter and said, "Motorcycle. No. Noise. Off." Apparently, she was confused.

But the best moment of the weekend happened after we got back from the grocery store. I was unloading groceries, and she was toddling around yammering about God knows what, and I said, "Okay...yes, baby...whatever." And quick as lightning, she stops, looks over her shoulder, and clear as a bell says, "WhatEVER." She sounded like an extra from the set of "Clueless." Oh my GOD!! Hearing that come out of the mouth of a 22-month old with such ATTITUDE brought me to my knees laughiing, which of course made her say it about 50 more times. HiLARious.

Mom's still in Vancouver. I guess she's managing to have some fun, although yesterday when she called, it was to bitch about the fact that one of The Dingbats has lost the keys to the rental car, and now they were having to wait for a new set to be delivered via water plane (since they're out on an island), and that it was going to cost $175 to get them replaced. When I asked her if she was paying for any of that fee, she said, "FUCK no!" That's my mom!!

2 comments:

amamgets said...

Don't you love the attitude? Go Geej!

Badger said...

Oh yeah, the 'tude is cute NOW. But wait until she's 8, and you're all, "Dude! You're EIGHT. You're not allowed to talk to me like that for AT LEAST another 4-5 years."

Oh, wait. Was I projecting again?