Sunday, January 9, 2011

The More Mundane

it is 11:00 p.m. in the holy city of zefat and i just got off babysitting detail. i got up this morning at about 7:00 a.m. to let the dogs out. i felt like i had been hit in the head with a sledge hammer. i briefly went downstairs to see if sahar was well enough to go to his other grandma's. i found gal and sahar in bed together. gal had a relapse and was staying home from work. so much for going out at night!

i got right back under the covers with the dogs and decided that i was also sick. i blew off any further thoughts about going to yoga or anywhere else in the world. i slept until about 10:00 a.m. but i still felt tired. it was cold in the house! i put on the small electric heater for a bit. i planned to sleep in all day long.

gal came upstairs to see if i was home. she wondered why i hadn't answered my phone. i totally forgot that sahar, as usual, had unplugged my phone on shabbat. she asked me if i could watch sahar while she went out. he had a fever so it was really dangerous for him to go out. i assumed that she was going to the doctor.

i quickly grabbed a cup of coffee and a hand full of nuts. my stomach is still huge but i do feel better from eating real food again. sahar has been hyper active since he got sick. he keeps climbing onto the t.v. table and switching the t.v. on and off. i keep threatening to give him a potch. i actually gave him a few smacks on the bottom yesterday after he pulled out the t.v wires.

the poor kid can hardly breath with his runny nose. he is in a great mood in spite of it. thank goodness, he isn't lying around like a limp noodle. i keep trying to get him to sleep and he keeps jumping off the bed to climb onto the t.v. stand. i usually, give up trying and just let him do his thing and drink more coffee.

gal got back at around 2:30 p.m. and i made myself some lunch. i grabbed a plain yogurt and sprinkled some cinnamon on it and made another cofee. i splurged and added some cinnamon and a spoon of unsweetened cocoa. i grabbed a few walnuts and hit the covers. it was really cold inside. i later, finished the eggplant and guacomole salads and used red and green peppers instead of bread.

at around 5:00 p.m. i was in the mood for eggs but i wasn't in the mood to brave the cold. i called up a friend who's neighbor sells fresh eggs and ordered a flat. she was on her way here when i reached for my bag and realized that i didn't have the 22 shekels. zvi must have borrowed my change. i only had a 200 shekel note. i ran around the house emptying all of the pushkas. i only managed to come up with 11 shekel coins and about 110 ten agarot coins. i was really horrified when the lady got to my door. i apologized profusely and offered her the bags of coins. she politely, declined. i then called up my friend to ask her to lay out the money for me. what a balagon!

sahar was brought upstairs at 5:30 p.m. because gal and zvi had to go to carmiel to pick up their repaired baby stroller. i put him in the playpen while i made him an omelette. he ate a few bites with gusto so i put the bowl into his playpen so he could feed himself. i got busy making a pot of chicken soup for the kids. i then made myself, some fried eggs in the spicy tomato relish, left over from shabbat. sahar smushed the omelette all over himself and the playpen. cloey the dog kept frantically, trying to paw the eggs onto the floor. what a mess!

i then strategically, placed the couches together to keep sahar enclosed in the t.v area and i ate my eggs and had a hot cup of coffee. i usually drink my coffee luke warm or even cold. he played for awhile and climbed onto my t.v. table until he nearly passed out. i took him downstairs and tried to put him too sleep. he was nearly out but he revived himself and started playing again on the floor. he had a few spoonfuls of soup and a cinnamon cookie. he refused his bottle. i had about two bowls of luke warm chicken soup and gave the dogs the skin and the bones.

i finally got sahar to sleep at about 9:00 p.m. he was in a deep sleep for almost 15 minutes, when he woke up. he got up just as his parents came home. gal nursed him while zvi put together the new activity table, that they bought in carmiel, for him. i was toying with the idea of buying one, too. he was really groggy at first but soon got into the swing of things and was having a ball with his new toy. i stayed around to heat up the soup for the kids. sahar wasn't quite ready to say goodbye to his safta zelda.

i have to get up at 7:00 a.m. tomorrow morning and do it all over again. they shoot horses don't they? i will have to endure the noise of the new musical table all day long. i remember having a life, once upon a time.

i recently signed on to be in a play again. i was so excited about acting again that i even agreed that it could be co-ed. we had a reading and we seemed to be in motion. i came alive again for the first time in years. the next day everyone else pooped out. so for awhile it's just diapers and me.

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