Fun Fact Friday!

Whew!  Okay!

Lets, er--lighten things up around here (pardon the pun).  I don't know how Fun these Friday Facts are but naming a post Friday Facts just doesn't appeal.  Before I get going with the [Mundane Fact Friday] post, let me thank you for the emails about the post about my mom.  I intend to write you all back (don't SNICKER).  It was, well, it was amazing to hear your perspectives and I thank you for taking the extra effort to share them.

KAY!

* Currently in my life, I have water coming into my car (through the door that the dealer *fixed*), I have water coming into the back of my house (through a window, due to an ancient gutter thingie) and I had my washer shit the bed and spill GALLONS of water into my NEWLY REFINISHED BASEMENT.

* Yesterday, I packed up The Littlest New Girl and hauled my (ever-increasingly sizable) ass to the shore to see my BFF and her family.  It was the longest trip that I've ever taken alone with her (in a car) and I was very nervous about it.

* The Man and I have very different styles when it comes to taking road trips (surprise!), especially in the area of *getting on the road.* 

* When going on a trip, I am the kind of [organized, sensible, highly energetic] person who likes to be all packed and ready to walk out the door at the butt-crack of dawn, proceed directly to the highway and drive straight and fast until we get where we are going.  The Man is [a completely disorganized, laissez-faire, dawdler] the kind of person who likes to take his time, packing things up until we [pull back into the driveway for the third time] that morning, stopping to get coffee and snacks before we proceed to the highway.

* As a result, The Man and I frequently, er, have [raging, hostile arguments] spirited discussions before trips.  During one of these, I may have called him something related to being disorganized and something else and he turned to me and said, 'Yeah, well, YOU are a Frantic Mess,' a term that I found so creative and hilarious that we've kept it around as the gold standard for my pre-trip frenzies.

* Although my kid seems to have inherited my hate/hate relationship with sand, she has inherited her father's penchant for charging, head-first into the ocean whenever she sees it, along with his habit of wanting to stay IN! IN! IN! despite blue lips and shivering and goose-bumps and TIME'S FUCKING UP, YO.

* I got sunburned at the beach.  As in, BURNED by the SUN.  I haven't had a genuine sunburn in YEARS.  I can only think that my obsession with making sure that my kid didn't get burned obliterated my own fear of the sun.  Bizarre side effect of parenting.

* The fans that are constantly blowing downstairs (to dry out the basement water tragedy) sound EXACTLY like my washer in spin mode.  RIP washer.

* Although I was [a frantic mess] incredibly worried about the trip, TLNG did AMAZINGLY well.  It's so hard for me to let go of the image of her as the teeny weeny meanie that she was and realize that she's a totally different kid in almost EVERY circumstance.

* And while I was willing to trade the afternoon nap for the love of a day with my friend, my kid also fell asleep for a little on the way home (no music with windows slightly open when you're going 80 sounds JUST LIKE her white noise maker, heh heh,) an occasion so rare that I still take a picture of it on my phone every time it happens.

Hope you all have a DRY weekend!

Comments

[Julie @ The Mom Slant]

"Frantic mess" - love that. Maybe because I am one.

(Still meaning to write you about your mom.)

[The Domestic Goddess]

Sand. Ew. *shiver*

Sucks about the basement.

Also? When preggers you are more sun sensitive.

[Lori]

You too, have a good weekend :) I'm sending you an email yo.

[Wide Lawns]

I wish I had some sun. It's been raining here all week. And I am leaving this comment here because you closed comments on the last post. I want you to write a memoir. Ok? Please?

[Swistle]

I am the same about trips. My family was like that when I was younger: everything ready the night before, then roll out of bed while it was still dark and load right into the car and take off. Whereas my husband once had to be awakened by a friend an hour before his flight AND HE STILL HADN'T PACKED. I may be frantic (and I'm not committing to it), but THAT'S the MESS.

[Amy Jo]

I totally got sunburnt on vacation this year for the exact same reason. I put sunblock on both kids and my husband but totally forgot to put some on myself.

[Amanda]

Glad you had a fun day at the shore. It sounded like you needed a little getaway if only for a day. As for the washer, I hear the LG steam washer washes a load in 15 minutes. 15! I'm currently plotting how to get my hands on one, and the dryer too.