Boy, did my day ever go haywire! Last night as I was about to flop into bed (this was around 8:15, and I know I was asleep way before 9 p.m.), I promised myself that first thing this morning I'd get dressed, make my morning latte, bring it back here to my desk and tackle the mess that is covering the surface. I needed to pay some bills, order some supplements and answer some long overdue e-mails as a first priority.
The only desk business I got accomplished was doing a three-way conversation with my husband and three different companies trying to figure out how (and if) we could get our lovely living room wall clock with the chimes to . . . well, chime again. It still keeps perfect time but no longer chimes. Did we manage to get the problem resolved? Yes, with (we have been assured) the installation of a new movement that we can order and then put in ourselves. (Better than sending the whole clock back to the factory.) Love those chimes, but am just not sure I want to pay the money to have them made operational again. (When we asked what the life expectancy of a new movement would be we were told by the three different companies "two years," "eight to ten years," and "somewhere between ten and twenty." (Exasperating? Nah, not much. Sigh.)
A delightful happening which kept me away from my good intentions of the day was a visit from our daughter and the two darling, adorable, nearly 13 month old twins she cares for during the day. They are both walking (like two little wind-up toys) and I find them so fascinating to observe. I swear you can see the little wheels in their little noggins turning and storing away data while they observe, explore, interact and experiment. Also, I find being able to watch twins so very interesting. They are beginning to interact with and mimic each other and I can't help but think they are and will continue to be advancing a little faster than a single child would with no one else around of the same capabilities and age. Call it bragging if you want, but my daughter is an amazing caregiver for these two little urchins. She makes everything fun, even changing a very messy diaper, along with ensuring so many of their daily activities are pleasant learning experiences for them.
So, heck. Who would rather have spent time paying bills and tapping on computer keys than rolling a ball back and forth with a smiley wee little guy and gal? I know which one I'd pick. Any day.
Oh, and one last thing. I got a lovely Advent Calendar at the end of November made by Chicken Mama (aka our daughter).
I had to promise not to blog about it until other special people in her life received theirs, too. I wish I'd thought to photograph it before I started opening the little doors. I tried to fold them shut so you could get the full effect, but that didn't work very well.
Across the top it says, "Chicken Mama's 2014 Advent Calendar." The bottom lettering reads, "May Christmas bring you everything that you are wishing for!"
I wish the little windows had hinges on them so I could reuse it year after year. Maybe if I'm a good girl, I'll get a new one next year. Ya think?
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