Another week is on the books. I’m totally getting the hang of this Q5 call schedule of D’s (every fifth night). I even enjoy the time to myself when I get home from work…I don’t have to think about and instantly make dinner, which is basically the only thing that I do differently when he isn’t home. What I don’t always enjoy is weekend call because I don’t have eight hours of work and a few more hours of prep time to keep me busy. And for some reason I get more nervous at night when he hasn’t been there all day…could be 48 Hours Mystery and the other real-life crime shows that I watch before going to bed. I know what you’re going to say, but I like them! Anyway, D is on call this Sunday, which isn't so bad because of church. After services, our Sunday school class is hosting a baby shower for one of the girls in our class. Her husband and she don’t want to know the sex of the baby, which is unheard of nowadays. But the more I think about it, the more I like that idea. Like Mom said, it’s one of the last few mysteries in life. True, it’s difficult to buy baby clothes, but really that’s the only “hardship” I could think of. This could be a good thing though. I know people who have all these clothes for 0-3 or 3-6 months that they never get around to using because they have so many, what a waste! And I would want a gender-neutral nursery anyway so it can be used more than once without having to overhaul the whole thing. And if you have both baby names picked out, then you’re all set. My other friend said she’s going to buy a baby outfit to bring to the hospital once she knows if the baby is a boy or a girl, which is a great idea. So if and/or when we decide to start having children, we’ll probably leave his/her gender a mystery until it can’t be a mystery anymore. How’d I get off on that tangent?
Anyway, speaking of surprises, this week brought a few my way. I usually pride myself on not being surpriseable, which doesn’t make sense because I love the idea of surprises, but I have a little quirk thing where I “just want to know.” On Thursday afternoon, the kindergarteners and I were wrapping up a portion of our Sea Life unit by talking about all the interesting things we learned and writing them down on chart paper. When I looked up from writing the last sentence, there stood my man in his scrubs. It totally took me a second to place him because he never visits unless I know he’s coming and can be on the look-out for him. His presence sent the kids into fits of giggles because they always ask about him and there he was right before their eyes. What he was there for wasn’t so funny. All of the sudden his car engine started to sound like the diesel engine it wasn’t, which is never a good sign. He just wanted me to hear what it sounded like to see if I could offer any relevant insight as to what the problem might be. Maybe I couldn’t diagnose it, but I did offer a relevant insight: call my dad. Of course he was able to diagnose it over the phone (showoff) and we got it fixed that night in less than an hour for a pretty reasonable price. Phew, his car will last at least another year, which is all we ask!
The other surprise happened again at work. Today, we were in the middle of constructing our clownfish and sea anemones when my boss put a tall, narrow box on my table and said, “This was just delivered for you.” Again, I was caught completely off guard. The girls were saying, “Oooh, your husband bought you flowers for Valentine’s Day!” I knew that wasn’t likely, Valentine’s Day is still weeks away, which means it’s far, far from D’s mind. The boys were saying…oh, well, the boys weren’t saying anything because they didn’t even notice the mini rosebush until I had taken it out of the box, assembled it, and put it on the table for all to see. Then they said, “You have nice flowers!” The special delivery was from my parents. The attached note read, “Thank you for being such a wonderful daughter. You are a blessing to us. Love you, Mom & Dad.” Can you find sweeter parents than that? One would be hard pressed.
I wonder if the weekend has anymore surprises in store. I hope not, I think I’ve had just about all the surprises I can take for a good month.
by Sara , on January 26, 2007 9:49 PM
I like the new blog look!
I hate surprises, so I had to find out whether Ari was a boy or girl. I was so afraid she wouldn't cooperate and I would be stuck wondering, but luckily my good little girl was more than helpful--so helpful, in fact, that we didn't need to nurse to tell us she was a girl. ;)
Glad to hear the car problem wasn't so bad. Seems like we are always having some kind of problem with one car, and as soon as it's fixed, the other one breaks down. So annoying!
That was so sweet of your parents to send you flowers. They really are sweet people... sometimes I feel like they're my in-laws too, even though they're not! ;)
by Anonymous , on January 28, 2007 6:31 PM
Love the new blog set-up! The larger print is so much easier to read, too! You have such fun parents, Jess! What a neat surprise!