If I've been away from the computer lately, it's only because I've begun my quest to hang out with real humanoids again. You know - the ones that breathe and laugh and occasionally belch and pass wind which makes us not want to breathe but still laugh so it's all okay? Those wackos. And I have to tell you, it's been nice.

Somehow in my rush to sell on Ebay or get my columns done, I had forgotten to take the time to do the things that I really love. Like today - when I had to get my car fixed, so Pip and I took the stroller up and down the antique section of my city to pass the time. She waved at a few migrant workers on the corner, we stopped in the aquarium and chatted up the cashier on the benefits of salt vs. freshwater.

We strolled around Kake Creations where they were shooting a commercial for their cake decorating classes and I could pretend that one day I, too, would be crafty enough to bake heavenly concoctions from scratch, then decorate them with butter cream frosting in the shape of rose petals, geraniums or even dog tails.

Instead I bought a gift card for Mrs. V who had her third baby boy today, signing the card with the promise that I would watch little Joey so she could get out of the house every once in a while and take a fun class for herself.

Pip and I sat at the counter at Henri's coffee shop later where we played tic tac toe on the back of a receipt while she sipped on hot cocoa and I swigged coffee.

When I got the car back we stopped by my mother's where I transferred some Ebay inventory from one room to another in preparation for my sister's move into the back bedrooms.

Finally we picked up Stink, who is currently making a marble race while eating a gluten free cashew butter sandwich. (Don't knock it til you try it.)

While I should probably be talking to my kids or dutifully preparing dinner for the rugrats, I've instead opted to chat with you all. Because although I can't thank all my buds (and family) in real life for keeping me grounded, I am still grateful that people in cyberspace care enough to hear about the white bijan at Stink's school named Lemon Head. Oh, I didn't mention it? He really is a sweet dog.

Happy Tuesday to you all.

* Photo of Pip and my "matching" shoes. One day those teeny feet will match mine in size, so I better enjoy the little things in life while I can. Like the fact that anything I do or say she just thinks is hilarious and fabulous. Which is true, of course, but still lovely that she is so vocal about it.

More of my writing can be found daily at BabyCenter and Good Housekeeping.

Leave a Reply