[Listening to Sufjan Stevens on Random in iTunes]
Today marked my first full day of being home alone with little Emolyn.
Going into the day I was confident that I could do it, but I guess I just didn't know what it would entail. It is now 4:44p, and we started our day at about 7am. It has been a lot of fun. I don't think it has been a "regular" day for Emolyn because yesterday Emolyn made her "debut" at our friends Kali and Caleb's wedding up in Flagstaff. She did a great job but being paraded around can be tiring so today she has been doing a lot of sleeping. I know she is small, but Nicole can tell you many stories of Emolyn fighting the feeling she has yet to identify as "sleepy."
So far Emolyn and I have watched the first two discs of season 2 of The Office. Good stuff. We have (and by we I mean her) have eaten about four times now. Speaking of eating, I did what I thought I would never do. Emolyn eats out of Playtex bottles since I stopped lactating shortly before Nicole got pregnant. The bottles have these liners that are flexible and they drop in the bottlish holderish tube. Emolyn is screaming because she is hungry so I begin warming up her milk. Emolyn has now switched gears and is in a whole new octave of screaming so I grab the warmed up milk and pour it into the bottle system...but I hadn't put in the liner...I then watch the milk goes through the bottlish holderish tube and down the drain like a Paul Pierce three pointer after getting injured and coming back into the game. Emolyn can't comprehend what goes into getting the milk into her mouth but I think she sensed my mistake and began a whole new scream and levitating out of her bouncy seat. I was waiting for her head to start spinning and vomiting because of my idiotic move. She waited another 3 minutes, ate and then forgot about her anger and fell back to sleep.
Other than that debacle, I have been trying to get things done (blogging is a thing) between Emolyn's naps. She likes to sleep on me more than in her bouncy seat or her Pack 'N Play so my mobility has been stunted. I have taken trash out, put away laundry, unloaded and loaded the dish washer among other things.
On a totally different note. I have yet to see Indiana Jones so I'm not going to comment on what I think about the movie, but I will comment on the slew of edible goods that bares the same name.
Indiana Jones and Dr Pepper: Fine. No change in anything except packaging, which draws me in so much so that Nicole fears for movie releases being so close to me visiting the grocery store. I love Dr Pepper so this purchase was inevitable.
Indiana Jones and Snickers: I found out about the Snickers Adventure bar at the Family Dollar...bad sign. I should have realized that it's presence in a dollar store was telling me the reception it has already had. But, I purchased the candy bar not only because it was $.50, it was LIMITED EDITION. Again, that phrase will set off some alarm in my head that immediately receives a responds of, "This is only out for a limited time. We must buy multiples. Who knows how long it will be around?!" Sad. I know. But, it wasn't bad. Here is it's description on the package: Rich Chocolate. Crunchy Nuts. And a cliffhanger kick of exotic spice and a hint of sweet coconut flavor. I laughed. I cried. I ate the whole thing.
Indiana Jones and Kelloggs: Lame city. I love chocolate cereal and I love marshmallows but this cereal missed from all angles. This was another instance of LIMITED EDITION, but I really thought this one was a sure bet. I should have chosen more wisely.
Here are some pictures of Emolyn telling me she is tired/hungry.