So it is Sunday night… I’ve had a long weekend. A good weekend certainly, but a very long one for me (the recluse cat woman). I was with family from the minute I landed in Utah on Saturday morning, until now, late Sunday evening.
Today I spent the day in a very remote place in Utah, celebrating the birthday of my 2-year old neice. It was a great party – 20+ family and friends showed up. So much fun – and of course, “Mayonaise”, my grand-niece, wanted to come ‘home’ with “The Best Aunt In The World”, which from now on I will reference as TBAITW. Abby had to stay home with her mom and a visit with me will be scheduled!! She is absolutely adorable, one of the smartest kids I know. She hears you say one thing and is able to reference it back.. context and all… unbelievable.
So, as TBAITW, everyone wants to spend time with me (I AM popular folks… you just have to find the right crowd, my cats know this!!) … my 9 year old neice had some time and wanted to hang out. She is absolutely adorable, a gorgeous person, so funny and so much fun. She is just the best ever! Anyway, she, and her BFF wanted to come stay with me in SLC… of course I said yes!!! Love it – I’m so cool, two (2) 9-year olds want to stay with me! Am I THE COOLEST or what??!?!?!?!
Now, I love that they wanted to come stay with me. However, there are some tasks that comes along with the kids that I’ve long since forgotten:
- 100% attention is required. 9 year-olds are self-suffiienct meaning that I dont have to change diapers and they wont starve if I can’t feed them (they can open refridgerators, make cereal, etc.). They can survive for the most part on their own, but they want and need attention 24/7. Boy, do they love to show all the things they can do/try/etc., example, “TBAITW, did you know that when soda gets up your nose it hurts?”…
- Couldn’t be without their posse. Syd couldn’t be without “Mo Mo”(one of her two dogs). I of course, being TBAITW , “Mo Mo” could come with her. My sister says, “we treat everyone equally, anything Moo Moo gets, Roxy gets.” (Being a twin, its all about equality, so this is totally fine with me). What I didn’t know was that “Max”, the little black dog was “Mo Mo”… and that Roxy was the injured dog wearing the cone hat. Love dogs, but hadn’t thought about what that meant in a downtown city condo.
O.k.. so, I am now in my SLC condo, my gorgeous condo, my home away from home, with 2 9-year olds and 2 dogs…. Never in my wildest dreams did I think this could happen… So perfect in a crazy, busy way….. grilled cheese, Cinnamon Life, hot tubbing, movies, stories of a lifetime, questions of all types, etc…. all unexpected, but some of the best moments of my life (what does one say to a 9-year old that asks “what drugs have you done?’)… hmmm… 😉
Here is where the crazy part comes in. We get out of the hot tub, take our showers, I feed them, they are fed and happy and soon to be talked out (fingers are crossed). I feel like the coolest ever, taking care of them and the dogs… I deserve some wine. I know its Sunday, but I’ve stocked up. I unlock the owners closet, and find what I love, a few bottles of wine… I want red (it started raining when we were in the hot tub.. went from warm to cold pretty quickly, thereby calling for red wine). I find a favorite – LIberty School Cab… so consistently good. My mouth starts to water…. I grab the bottle and head to the kitchen….
Low and behold, there isn’t a corkscrew… its gone missing. Its not in the dishwasher or any of the drawers or cupboards. Seriously, how could someone take that and only that out of the condo??? Did a mormon stay here in the last couple of months and ‘disapprove’ of the ‘liquid intake’ a corkscrew would allow? It’s just mind-boggling to me that anyone would take a corkscrew from the condo. Of all the things to take…. take the 50” TV but not my corkscrew!!
So, I had to make myself a Carrie (I know, tough life). I will remedy the situation so it never happens again (I will by two corkscrews: one for the condo and one for the ‘owners closet’). But seriously, it is just unconscionable to me that ANYONE would take someone’s corkscrew. I just dont get it.
All in all, a very good day. A lot of space filled with questions, comments, stories, and the like. Very different from my world, but a welcome change (minus the missing corkscrew).
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