It's nap time....

My decisions have changed in my life from how many chapters I can read in one shift at work to how many loads of laundry I can finish during nap time. From getting up early to shower and be presentable in class to waiting until after I have had strained banannas flung at me to shower during ,again, nap time. I quite like it. Nap time has become my oasis where my hands are free, both of them, and I only need to listen for sounds of distress not worry about an infant disabling something or mauling the dog. There is story time and play time, and sitting on the back porch watching the dogs. In the next fortnight there will be the grocery shopping adventures and doctors appointments, real tests in society. I am just the nanny, the arms to carry the extremely cumbersome car seat. I would have to say - someone somewhere has to be able to design a car seat so it can be easy to carry without it knocking you in the shins and knees as you walk. But I am saving that one for Congress ...

The plans for the summer have not changed dramatically but my comfort with them has. The plan is still to live at the farm from June to August but (as with any 130 year old semi-renovated farm house) the plumbing is dodgy. Living just four of us was fine when the plumbing was guaranteed, but now there will be six and nothing drains except the toilet. Something will work out, or course, it always does. I just hope I can see it and convince Levi to see it as well. It is safe to assume by now that I didn't receive any of the internships I applied for - and I have figured out why. As I have complained in the past, my transcript from my last semester in Oz has been slow, so slow that it still hasn't arrived. This means that when my offical transcript was sent out with my applications it featured a big black hole of a gap from the missing semester - not very upstanding is it? So now I am investigating alternate internships and summer jobs. There is always the option of going back to Ben Franklin Crafts where I worked in high school, as an option among many I hope. The brooding question mark above any job is the lack of a vehicle, kind of makes it difficult to get around wouldn't you say. Since I left this term early I will be working on one class, Islam, over summer - which should be no problem ... during nap time.

Levi is in Kentucky and Tennesse at the moment enjoying the gorgeous countryside, thick accents, and watching horses chase nothing in particular around a circle (Kentucky Derby). I have the relief of spending my days playing with an infant and hanging out with my sister, occasionally helping her to stand up and sit down and often cooking and cleaning and minding the bobin. There was a shock this morning when the medium size beagle mix came running into the house covered in blood, followed by the small size poodle covered in dirt. I checked Daisy and found no wounds so the only conclusion is that she found a mole, played with it until it stopped playing back, and then rolled on it. Two puppy baths later and everyone is happy, clean, and moist.

So that mostly sums things up, I could recount the every change as my nephew grows and the number of outfit changes were necessitated by spit up - but who really wants to hear about that ...

For now.