So due to some horrific traffic in the Lincoln Tunnel ("Police activity” was the official reason but the police that I saw were just standing around in the middle of the highway - not too active) I was in the tunnel for over an hour, and commuting 14 miles took me over 90 minutes. I left at 4, and didn’t get home until after 6. WOW did that suck.

So there were no sloppy joes, no family dinner. I made festive sabbath peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and we sang songs and danced in the kitchen. Baba O’Riley is now a pre-toddler, and NOT in the infant room (OMG STOP with the growing up!). After the boys went to bed, we had sushi together and drank wine. Not at all what I planned but still pretty great.

The weekend was huge - we went to a free concert in Manhattan to see They Might be Giants - an hour, outside on a cool sunny day, surrounded by head banging 3 year olds? Awesome. 

Tonight, in an effort to USE the kitchen for FOOD PREP, I’m making sloppy joes for dinner with a recipe from my 30 minute best recipe cookbook, and as usual, we eat together as a family for shabbat. I love Fridays.

I’m also hoping the DVD I ordered arrives and that Freebird is in a happy mellow mood and can stay up for a special Movie Night and watch with us. Baba’s participation depends on how tired he is. Likely he will head to bed at his usual 730 or 8. He’s a sleepy moose by 8pm most nights. And he loooooves to sleep.

I hope we have a peaceful, happy weekend. I could use the quiet. 

Here are the thoughts in my brain for the next 350 seconds. Ready, set, Go:

I want more coffee but the coffee at my office blows and I’m too tired, cheap, and unmotivated to go spend another $1.25 at the coffee cart on the corner, even though Mohammed serves Starbucks. There’s something inherently amusing about that sentence.

I don’t drink enough water, and I can’t seem to motivate myself to do that, either.

Wow, am I ever BORING. I think this might be a profoundly strong argument that my brain needs more caffeine.

I’m tired. What else is new? Do I spend all my time being tired? Do I need to start being very strict about bedtime and head upstairs to unwind at 9:30?

I wonder about the long-term history of my online writing. My other blog is defunct, and I have probably about 3/4ths of everything I wrote there over an 8 year period. But someday Freebird and Baba will probably stumble over this site and think to themselves, “Wow. Our Mom is boring.”

Look here, dudes. I still have the power to ground you. Don’t forget that.

I wonder if the degree of chaos in the environment around me between the election and the stock market makes me extra more weary, because I know looking at all the drama that I cannot nor do I wish to keep up. Let that be my new battle cry: I am not apathetic! I am EXHAUSTED!

You know, I am aware that there’s a certain amount of focus on the Swing States (do you picture married couples swapping partners? I do!) and pushes to volunteer to go to these states and Get Out the Vote, etc. I think if I were in one of those states, I’d want people to stay the hell off my lawn. But then, my ability to understand a voter who is at this time undecided is exceptionally weak.

Done!

We have a radio station for a one-block radius that plays I’ll Make Love to You by BoysIIMen on an endless loop. Check it out:

ETA: of course there’s a Facebook group. And a t-shirt. 

Freebird LOVES the show Super Why. LOVES it.

So he wants to be Super Why for halloween. Trouble is there were apparently about 42 costumes made of the Super Why character for the approximately 42 BILLION kids who want to BE Super Why, and while I can find Princess Pea, Wonder Red, and Alpha Pig with no problem, the Super Why unitard costume is going for $80-$90 on eBay.

Are you KIDDING ME?!

So I’m off to figure out if I can make the costume myself. Because holy damn crapping hell. That’s insane. 

Aside from not hugging the pole, and not putting your bags on the seat, if you are descending the stairs to a platform that serves more than one line of train, and there’s a train in the station, AND that train is NOT the one you want, this does NOT mean you should walk as slowly as possible, because the person behind you (namely: me) might want to catch that train, numnuts. The NY rule of “move as quickly as possible at all times” is always in effect. Even if it’s not your train in the station, it’s probably someone else’s. So move it. 

Bruce Springsteen is going to be the halftime show at the Super Bowl.

Next news item: Morag and Hubby will definitely be watching the halftime show. No question.