In My Absence

This week has been absolutely CRAZY (small sidenote: I’ve finally heard that Gnarls Barkley song “Crazy” and now it is replaying in my head constantly, so when you read the above sentence make sure to think of that song when you read “CRAZY.” Then you’ll have it in your head too, and I won’t feel so alone). We’ve had Parents as Teachers and full day babysitters and haircuts (oh, the haircuts) and pedicures (where a nice Vietnamese woman got up off the floor of the shop and stopped eating her chedder bites from Sonic to apply my polish) and first days of school and packing for the Peters’ Family Reunion. Lord.

We leave on Saturday to Rhode Island for the aforementioned reunion. I’m going to meet all of the members of Trent’s family that I’ve only heard about in long-winded stories. I’m nervous about flying with the little one (and possibly having to taste my breastmilk in public to show it is not a chemical agent), but it should be a good trip. After we get back, we head straight to Manhattan for a wedding in which Trent is the best man. That same day there is a wedding in Lawrence in which I am to read. So, long story short, this page will be seldomly updated, if at all, for the next week or so. But I’m sure I’ll come back with awkward stories of how Trent’s super-conservative family said something that pissed me off but I had to hold it in until my eyes popped out of my head. Or maybe a story of my parents at one of the weddings. Or maybe Lucy will have a blow out poop on the airplane and we’ll be asked to leave by an air marshall. Hopefully they’ll give us parachutes.