Saturday, November 09, 2002
Dale:
Last night was peaceful. Neither of us felt like cooking, so I went to the local pizzeria/other food place and picked up their cod dinner for two. We still have plenty of fish for today, too. I also rented two DVDs: "A Beautiful Mind" and "The Tao of Steve." I've been avoiding the first because of the factual controversy surrounding the adaptation, but figured it was probably worth seeing as a story, regardless of the liberties taken. Plus, I've been deterred by the fact I'm still ticked that it knocked off "Lord of the Rings" for Best Picture. The second one is an indie romantic comedy starring a chubby philosopher-type who imitates the cool of Steve McQueen and is somehow popular with the ladies. Having been this type of guy (without that whole "popular with the ladies" thing), it has to be more fantasy than romantic comedy. As is frequently the case, we didn't watch either, of course--too tired, and we wanted to get some actual sleep. We were down by 10pm. Fortunately, both are due back Wednesday, so we should be able watch one or both by then.
Off to a good start this morning. Maddie slept from just around 9pm to 5am, and after a couple minutes, went back to sleep until after 6:30. This meant that everybody got enough sleep last night. Maddie woke up like she always does, vaguely irritated, then chirpily happy. She lurched over toward me, and I tried to explain to her the concept and importance of personal space. She found this very amusing, making a noise that could easily have passed for "Really?" and got closer, so much so that my entire field of vision consisted of a six-toothed grinning toddler head.
Maddie's vocabulary is improving. She can now name the least useless of our two cats, slap-petting "Mah-ee," straining the very frayed, but still quietly-suffering, patience of the cat. I expect Molly to relocate to the top of the bookshelves permanently within the month. Won't that make dusting the shelves a much more disturbing proposition. Maddie can also consistently identify "bay" (bear) and "bahb" (SpongeBob). She also knows how to give kisses now, and retrieves identified objects consistently. Every day something different, and it's amazing to watch.
We have a day filled with important, but mostly optional chores, which has Heather in a good mood. Christmas shopping, a haircut, dropping the AC unit off at my brother in law's. Then there's the stop for confession, but that's more my chore. Then, hopefully, the Wolverines will end the pretensions of the Golden Gophers this evening. Match this with a sunny fall day in the 60s, and it ought to be a good one (he says, painting a bullseye on his torso).
Last night was peaceful. Neither of us felt like cooking, so I went to the local pizzeria/other food place and picked up their cod dinner for two. We still have plenty of fish for today, too. I also rented two DVDs: "A Beautiful Mind" and "The Tao of Steve." I've been avoiding the first because of the factual controversy surrounding the adaptation, but figured it was probably worth seeing as a story, regardless of the liberties taken. Plus, I've been deterred by the fact I'm still ticked that it knocked off "Lord of the Rings" for Best Picture. The second one is an indie romantic comedy starring a chubby philosopher-type who imitates the cool of Steve McQueen and is somehow popular with the ladies. Having been this type of guy (without that whole "popular with the ladies" thing), it has to be more fantasy than romantic comedy. As is frequently the case, we didn't watch either, of course--too tired, and we wanted to get some actual sleep. We were down by 10pm. Fortunately, both are due back Wednesday, so we should be able watch one or both by then.
Off to a good start this morning. Maddie slept from just around 9pm to 5am, and after a couple minutes, went back to sleep until after 6:30. This meant that everybody got enough sleep last night. Maddie woke up like she always does, vaguely irritated, then chirpily happy. She lurched over toward me, and I tried to explain to her the concept and importance of personal space. She found this very amusing, making a noise that could easily have passed for "Really?" and got closer, so much so that my entire field of vision consisted of a six-toothed grinning toddler head.
Maddie's vocabulary is improving. She can now name the least useless of our two cats, slap-petting "Mah-ee," straining the very frayed, but still quietly-suffering, patience of the cat. I expect Molly to relocate to the top of the bookshelves permanently within the month. Won't that make dusting the shelves a much more disturbing proposition. Maddie can also consistently identify "bay" (bear) and "bahb" (SpongeBob). She also knows how to give kisses now, and retrieves identified objects consistently. Every day something different, and it's amazing to watch.
We have a day filled with important, but mostly optional chores, which has Heather in a good mood. Christmas shopping, a haircut, dropping the AC unit off at my brother in law's. Then there's the stop for confession, but that's more my chore. Then, hopefully, the Wolverines will end the pretensions of the Golden Gophers this evening. Match this with a sunny fall day in the 60s, and it ought to be a good one (he says, painting a bullseye on his torso).
