Running doesn’t count without an app

That shitty feeling when you go out for a jog and you’re really excited to check your phone to find out how well you did, only to realise you forgot to start your running app. That weird feeling when you remember you used to run without a smartphone and it still made you feel good. And, finally, the feeling of shame when you realise that today’s run doesn’t count in your mind because it’s not saved in your app and you can’t think of it differently.
Now I have to do it all over again. Shit. Cancel that conference call.

Pizza and beer for breakfast

Driving Mac and Molly to the daycare today was great. First they were laughing hysterically for at at least five minutes at Mac making silly noises and then Mac started shouting “Beer!” to which Molly replied with “Pizza!”

“Beer!”, “Pizza!”, “Beer!”, “Pizza!” – I guess that’s what they’ll be having for breakfast then.

Mama wins at hide and seek. Always.

Molly’s awful at playing hide-and-seek. She’s not terrible at finding me (especially when I hide behind the door) but when it’s her turn to hide, she just stands in front of me while I count and laughs when I open my eyes to start searching. Even if I tried really hard to find shitty places to hide, there’s no way she could win this game.

Mama – 427, Molly – 0.

Grumpy wedding anniversary

It’s almost 4 a.m. and, because Molly’s sick and can’t sleep, I also only slept for half an hour so far. I’m going to be very grumpy tomorrow, Molly’s going to be very grumpy tomorrow and if she doesn’t fall asleep in 4 minutes, I’m waking Jay up so he’ll also be (very) grumpy tomorrow.

Knowing all this for a fact, I’d like to use this opportunity to wish my wonderful husband a very happy wedding anniversary.

I love you and I wanted to publicly announce that before we all kill each other tomorrow.

Why not sleeping is good

So many positive things about a 16-month-old toddler still not sleeping through the night!

Here are just a random few:
-you get a great cardiovascular workout by getting out of bed every couple of hours;
-you exercise your patience by trying to calm down a wriggly toddler and stay calm yourself;
-you develop intellectually by reading in the middle of the night while waiting for your child to stop singing;
-you get to spend so much more time with your lovely precious baby who’s growing up so fast;
-you have a constant source of inspiration for your blog posts which bring you closer to your friends…

Thank you, dear Molly, for not allowing me to waste my time on stupid stupid stupid sleep. Who needs sleep? I hate sleep.

An afternoon at the lake

At the lakeWe managed to catch the last rays of sunshine at the lake. There was a homeless guy sitting on a bench, drinking a beer. People pretended not to see him and he stared at them, singing loudly and angrily as they walked past. He looked lonely so I smiled at him as we walked by. Molly probably did too because he gave her an embarrassed look and he didn’t sing behind our back. We also saw lots of ducks, swans and old people. Molly touched a few piles of dirty snow and then it was time to go home.