Sunday, July 8, 2012

Back to normal. Whatever that means.

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Jeremy is eagerly anticipating his return to work tomorrow. After a week of chaperoning 12 ten-year-olds in the hot-hot sun which culminated in a back-yard camp out in which he had to watch his second summer action flick in three days (Transformers I) and no one went to sleep before 1 am and the ambient temperature never went below 85 degrees, Jeremy is ready to go back to work and relax in an air-conditioned office and work uninterrupted for 3-4 hours at a time and not have to slather on sunscreen (which he loathes). I told him that I hoped that he would fix this global warming thing in the next year or so because 100 degree weeks and freak hurricane force winds from the west (!) in DC are really cramping my style here.  I grew up here and we spent the summers without air conditioning both because my parents were very frugal and also because it was never so freaking hot!

Edda is still intensely unhappy in the afternoons and evenings. Well, maybe intense is not the right word. She is unusually unhappy. Of course, we have no idea what the problem is - we just fret about it a lot and look concerned. She is happiest (I kid you not) - strapped into her special needs potty chair in the tiny first floor bathroom watching Blue's Clues. We could show her the same video on the living room TV and she will just flip out. Why? I have no idea. Maybe she is tired of pacing the room? Maybe she thinks she needs some privacy? Maybe she just loves the tiny portable DVD player! Maybe she just likes hanging around with no pants on. Anyways, it just makes us feel guilty leaving her in the bathroom for 30-45 minutes at a time, but every time you peek in, she is laughing her head off and every time you pull her into the living room, she starts complaining and yelling and trying to find you to take a bite out of our tender love handles (which provide ample flesh for biting). I like not being bitten. Anyways, tonight we decided it might be reflux, so we are doing SOMETHING instead of doing NOTHING which feels good even though I don't think it will solve the problem.

So tomorrow both kids will be in camp, Jeremy is at work, I am at work. The temperatures will be in the 80s. Hopefully a quiet week.

2 comments:

sherah said...

You two are amazing. Kids, camps, worrying about Edda (maybe its a poo problem), no ac. I would have lost it so long ago. I hope I can someday be as cool as you. Pardon the pun.

Doris said...

ha ha!