Walking Backwards

Well, the baby is sitting, open-mouthed, in front of the television, so let's see how long I can write in this. I got to go to the Westlake Farmers' Market today. It was quite nice. I picked up some asiago cheese scones, Oaxacan black bean tamales wrapped in banana leaves, organic veggies, and a new tye-dye t-shirt for Nico. I guess Jon is right, I am quite the little hippie girl. Of course, most of what I bought today was quickly consumed, but that just means I'll get to go back next week. I feel a little guilty for cheating on my regular local farm, but this offers a larger selection. Maybe I can rotate going to each. I just am going to have to start consuming more veggies.

Tomorrow I am going to San Antonio to celebrate my dad's birthday with him. I baked and decorated his cake for him this afternoon. I hope it will make it on the drive down there. Its lovely, chocolate with almond essence and chocolate buttercream frosting. We haven't been down to San Antonio since New Years and I need to go visit my family. My grandmother is quite upset with me for going so long without bringing her great-grandson by. I'm just exhausted from the last few days and hope I can keep my visit short. Traveling out of town by myself with a toddler drains my energy.

Jason dropped off Joe's car this evening. It is in ridiculously bad shape. Seeing it makes me afraid of how long this rebuild project of Joe's is going to take. I'm leaning towards ten years. We also have the problem that we are a little short on funds and will have difficulty getting everything we need right away. I know Joe is excited about this, though, so I am going to be excited for him. I hope that everything goes smoothly and he really enjoys doing this. I feel sorry for Jason because he had to drive the thing down from Dallas today. He must be exhausted. Then he came in and we spoke for almost an hour about home improvement projects. He told me what we have to do in order to hang our new light fixture. It turns out that the people who built the house put in the bracket behind the light fixture at a bad angle (and too close to the sheet rock) and didn't install an installation block. Yay! Now I have to remove the billion pound bathroom mirror and cut a two foot wide hole in the sheet rock to move the bracket. The I have to put up backing board, install the installation block, and float the patch piece of sheet rock. Who new home improvement could be so fun? And to think, I was expecting this to be the easy part. I can't wait until we lay the tile.

My mom called a couple of days ago and told me that she broke her arm skiing. She was upset because she won't be able to ski for the rest of the season. I told her she should be thankful that its not any worse. She isn't even in a permanent cast. She broke her humerous. It has two bone chips and several small cracks, but they are hoping that it will heal on its own. She goes in for an x-ray next week to see if she is going to need to have surgery to remove the bone chips, but her doctor is optimistic. My mom was mad because her doctor told her that she couldn't go on her pre-paid skiing trip in April. I have to wonder if my mom would be as upset if she had hurt herself worse. I hope she understands that even though she is going to 'waste' the next two months not skiing, she could have had an injury that kept her from skiing for a lot longer or even kept her from skiing permanently.

Um, I forgot to publish this last night. I must be losing it.