Lost and Found

This week at the Zoo (give or take a couple of days):

Miss A lost her top front tooth when she bit into a tortilla chip. It was a bloody gross affair, but Miss L and Super J were very very happy for her. Miss L finds she does not do well with loose teeth. Or the moment a tooth becomes officially "lost." Sooooo wiggly, soooo bloody. So queasy.

Miss A found the dollar the Tooth Fairy left her, and was very excited.

Miss L lost two pounds, without walking or anything, which finally broke through some invisible barrier that she has not been able to get below for MONTHS. Huh. Go figure.

Miss O found herself struggling with constipation for two hours last night and finally found relief after ejecting the enormous blockage of poo that had been causing the trouble.

Miss O found herself happily rewarded for such a valiant effort with Diamond Castle "I Feel Connected" Barbie, because she did, after all, do the amazing deed On. The. Toilet. Wahoo! Now if only we could just get her to do that consistently...or even pee on the toilet. Sigh.

Miss L wondered if she'd lost her mind giving Miss O a Barbie that "sings" and makes other flashy noises, until she found the battery was already starting to lose power (yes, Barbie has been singing non-stop for a long time now).

Miss E found herself, initially, putting pretty much every shirt she wore this week on backwards.
Miss L wondered how her second eldest daughter lost the ability to discern front to back. Seriously. Look at the picture. HOW did she manage this?
Miss Q found herself with another cold (curses!!!) and lost much mucus via the snot sucker that Miss L attacks her with several times a day. Miss Q has found that she hates it when Miss L puts saline drops in her nose, because she knows what is coming next.
Super J lost his job. Super J found employment again when he was, kinda, rehired back at his job. Super J felt lost, in general. Miss L found herself at a loss for words at his lostness.

Super J found he was in the middle of a power struggle at work, so Super J put himself on paid leave starting this afternoon until said power struggle gets resolved, thus finding the best solution to this terribly weird and exceedingly stressful situation. Happily, all upper management and financial partners agreed to this.

Miss L lost it while sitting, idling, in the carpool lane waiting to pick up Miss A from school and wept like a crazy woman once she learned about the outcome to said weird situation, as she found herself succumbing to the stress and events of the last week. Luckily she found a shred of dignity in time as she quickly put on sunglasses, so no one was the wiser, and found herself feeling much better after the emotional meltdown, which was also peppered with many prayers of gratitude.

Miss L's stress eating of the week led her to find those 2 pounds again. Argh.

Miss A has just shown Miss L that she has found that her second front tooth is very very loose. Ugh. Miss L may lose her lunch.

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Super J rarely has several days off in a row, what with working for a small company and all. That being said, for reasons I'll write about later, Super J was home this afternoon and we started talking about just getting away. Spontaneously. Take the kids out of school and go...somewhere...really cheap, though...maybe warmer? Someplace near a temple?

Or maybe just with an indoor swimming pool and someone else who cleans and cooks.

Super J was on priceline.com and had the credit card out and was almost typing in numbers, while I was upstairs literally flinging clothes, diapers, toiletries and last years' swimsuits (which, frankly, are chlorine catastrophes. I see new suits in the VERY near future for the Misses, one and all) into some duffels and was ALMOST PACKED when the phone rang, once.

And then a few minutes later, it rang again. And Super J was talking for a while on it. I came downstairs with the baby, who I was trying to keep awake so she'd sleep in the van, when I flashed him the thumbs up sign with a hopeful look. He gave me a thumbs down, which was both sad and fortuitous at the same time. And like that, our adventure came to an end.

Super J is now sorta back at work. We are waiting to see if maybe our very spontaneous getaway will happen Friday. Or maybe next month. Or maybe we'll just have to plan it a little better next time, which probably won't be so bad. For now, I guess I just need to have an adventure at Mount Doom of Laundryland, which let me tell you, isn't nearly so exotic, warm or deliciously has someone else who cooks for you.

Super J and the Vampires

A few weeks ago, Super J got me Twilight on DVD (as I am a fan of the books) and we watched it as part of my Mardi Gras birthday.

...wait, I gotta back up even more. One of the things I asked for in celebration of turning one year older and wiser, too, was to start a book club with Super J where we each assigned each other books to read, and then we'd discuss them on our "date night."

I assigned him to read the Fablehaven Series by Brandon Mull (seriously, if you have not read them, GO GET THEM NOW! They just keep getting better and better!), which he did (well, 3 out of the 4). He's assigned me to read, "How to win friends and influence people." I'm almost done, but in my defense I've also read a bunch of other books to get current in my OTHER book clubs, but I digress.

So, now back to Twilight the Movie. We watched it and he liked it enough that he said, "Don't assign it, but I might read the book one of these days." And lo and behold, while waiting for book 4 of Fablehaven to become available, he started Twilight and just finished reading it.

His review: Overall, he enjoyed both movie and book. He said the book had to be good because it's really just about a girl who wakes up, thinks about Edward, talks to Edward and then goes to bed, over and over again, until the last 100 pages when it gets really good (though it still happens in the next to last chapter, except she's in a hospital). He enjoyed the fact that in the movie, there was a bit of backstory (aka: action and some violence) with the Laurent, James and Victoria because it broke up the girl gets up, thinks of boy, talks to boy, goes to bed routine.

He's a funny fish, that Super J. I love that he's reading these "fun" fiction books, though I won't miss all the little vampire-ism he kept up while reading Twilight. Example: I handed Miss Q to him once and he was like, "Yum! Veal!" Oh, ha. ha.