And that, my friends, pretty much sums up my current state. I think caring for a 2-year-old has totally rubbed off on me and my attention span is probably not as good as Cate's.
Yesterday Telfer got home way earlier than I expected. The trail of "projects" and groceries and packages began in the kitchen and continued unabated through the dining room and finally ended where I sat on the couch, holding Jane and reading the first Harry Potter. Whoops! On Monday I realized there is seven weeks until Christmas, and isn't that a sign that I should read one Harry Potter a week until Christmas Eve? Never mind that I am reading like 10 other books and cooking up a storm and you know I have two children and a dog?
You can see what I am reading on the right but I did read the latest YA trilogy that is all the rage and enjoyed them. I am such a sucker but thought they were really well plotted and exactly what I needed at this moment in my life. I made America's Test Kitchen French Onion Soup. Yum-O. A couple of Saturday ago I made muffins, banana bread, the aforesaid soup (so complicated), roasted several batches of squash, and a pear-cranberry crisp all with the baby in the sling and Cate underfoot. A little manic but so fun!
What else am I doing? To add insult to injury, my California driver's license expired while I was in the hospital so to get my Washington driver's license I had to take both the WRITTEN and the actual DRIVING TEST. So basically I drove around Olympia getting lost for two months with an expired license. Through only divine intervention did I not get pulled over. So STRESSFUL. Not only did I feel 16 again but I managed to turn on my windshield wipers instead of the blinkers when my examiner was standing in front of the car. And then I seriously cannot back around a corner to save my life. Telfer managed to teach me how to parallel park moments before my test began and somehow I got a 92%. I think my examiner felt sorry for me – a 32-year-old woman with two empty carseats who can't back around a corner. The picture above is me holding my new, hard-won license at our celebratory lunch at Red Robin (thanks Missy & Jason!). I think I deserved a hamburger.