Nervous

Bacon left with Mr. Tantrum last night to go to Oregon for the week, or part of the week, I am not really clear on that because they are "winging it." The whole "winging it" thing makes me more nervous than a pig in a bacon commercial. I like to have a plan and know what is going to happen when and for how many pennies.

Bacon was thrilled that he would see Crazy Aunt Ethel and all of the Cousins this week, and was so preoccupied with all of it that he forgot about having fun with me on our last day together. He instead asked every two minutes if we were there yet....like any other 5 year old would do.

Mr. Tantrum has announced that he cannot work things out with me, because I am a tyrant, and mean. (Hello, I know I am snotty, but seriously?) So I am moving on with things, keeping busy with work and Pilates and finding my place in the big world after being married for so many years. I enjoy it, but sometimes it is a little lonely, especially when sometimes it feels like no one who is close to me understands my side of things. Like I am the naked girl in school that everyone points to and laughs at.

Things will work out like they are supposed to and before too long Bacon will be back screaming at me to go swimming, and that he cannot poop in the potty. Until then I will get as much rest as I can, eat grown up food, and watch whatever I want on television.

Sweaty Boobs

We have had a record spring spell for dryness here in the Seattle Metro Area. It has not rained - until last night - at the airport where they record this crap for the future for 29 days. You would think that because of this we are going to win some giant prize or something the way the news is carrying on about it. 

What we do have is humidity. LOTS OF HUMIDITY. Now I know that it isn't anything like in Costa Rica, or Florida, but it isn't something that we are used to or even like. I mean who really likes showering drying off, getting dressed and then walking out to the car and getting that lovely boob sweat instantly? Certainly not this Momma! 

I do love that I have a beautiful tan from sitting out all these sunny weekends while Bacon played in the sprinkler. I do love that the garden is growing this year because it is warm. I do love that I can wear a dress to work every day as a result. I love that every night the whole neighborhood smells like a huge barbecue restaurant. 

Soon the rain will be back full force, and the snow I am sure will follow. I will be complaining about that too, because I don't think that there really is such a thing as "perfect" weather. (Okay, there is on Maui, on the beach with a nice cold cocktail in my hand.) Until the sun is out every day we will accept the humidity, carry a lot of deodorant, and perfume and drink gallons of water to stay hydrated. 

We are Northwesterner's complaining about the weather is what we do the best!

Emotional

Bacon's last day of preschool was yesterday. He is thrilled that when his stay home days are over he gets to start kindergarten. I am all teary eyed and a little terrified, because he is a big boy now, and OMG where did the time go? 

Part of it could be that my cousin just graduated from the same high school that Grandma Tantrum, Nana Tantrum, Auntie Tantrum and I graduated from. She is the last of the Tantrum women to graduate from there, and is headed off to college soon to become an Orthopedic Surgeon. We are all so proud of her, but also left feeling OLD, because we all remember the day she was born, and all of the big milestones in her life. 

I know too that with Bacon being done with school, and all of the changes that are going on make me more sentimental and teary eyed. Bacon has come so far from the days of coming home and saying "We played with toy chest and had a snack" to asking how are day was, and talking about what he did with which friends. He counts to 30, and if you do it wrong he will teach you how to do it right. He can write all kinds of words without help. And he loves to make up songs and tell stories. 

He has become a little man. 

Do we still have throw yourself on the floor tantrums? Of course. Does he still pee or poop in his pants? Of course...I told you before I think he'll never fully get there in an effort to have me committed to the funny farm. Does he still push our buttons? He always will. 

Do I love him more than anything in this world? You bet. He is so much fun, and such a great kid. Even if he is big enough now to start a new adventure in his life of school and it makes me sad, it is exciting to watch him change into the man that he will one day be. The possibilities are really endless for what he can and will do. 

I am so excited to see where we end up from where we started.

Is This Thing On?

I have been remarkably absent in the past few forever because I finally got moved to my apartment, and between the unpacking, settling in and shuttling back and forth from the house to my place, I have been exhausted. And lazy. And without Internet or television.

Being apart is good, Bacon is settled in nicely with the change, and Mr. Tantrum and I have agreed to work on things and see if we really should get a divorce or not. Not that working on it means we are back together or is even a guarantee that we will still want to be near each other in three or even six months, but at least we aren't jumping ship without a little life jacket. 

I got a promotion at work and we are working on the transition to being the Dealer Services Manager. I will get to still work with my two favorite girls, but will also get a raise, and have more responsibility. I have to say I was flabbergasted when they offered me the position, I have only been with the company 8 months after all, but obviously I am doing something right. 

Bacon is done with school this week and will be a KINDERGARTNER. I still can't get used to that idea. He also has a nanny for the summer that he ADORES and is already calling his big sister. I think that it is the perfect fit. 

I am feeling so much better now that I am not eating the wheat or the dairy. Although I still crave a nice normal cheeseburger on a bun with real cheese pretty much every other day. I am waiting for the arrival of a flour that is completely gluten free and can be used in recipes that call for all purpose flour. Hopefully it tastes a good as everyone says!

I promise to be back more...I promise that I haven't forgotten any of you. I am reading...just not commenting as much as I should.