The Playdate Diaries

Trying to stay sane in my 2-kid world…

Ok, don’t hate me because I have a LIFE… November 20, 2007

Well, well, well… look at what the cat dragged in! Oh, and you too? Anyway, I know I’ve been M.I.A. – can you blame me? Seriously…

Well, I’ve been a bad, bad girl. I’ve been to about 2 playdates without posting anything afterwards. Shame on me… I did visit this site afterwards. I was just too lazy to click the “post now” button.

To do a quick recap of the playdates, I went to two different parks in the same week. I had an awesome experience at the first one, even though there was sand all over the place. If someone wants to play a sweet, sadistic joke on the “fat mom”, that would be it. Trudging through sand after your hyper toddler is just wrong. You can just imagine me ‘running’ through it. Well, I didn’t actually run – to anywhere – but still. The thought alone makes me want to grab another donut. Not to mention the great fun I experienced when I had to bang my sons shoes against the pavement to get all the dirt out. YAY!!!

The second park was also a lot of fun – for the three seconds we were actually there. See, that’s the funny thing about maps and directions. You spend about 30 minutes looking up the location, you click on the conveniently-placed “map to this direction” button, you spend another 15 minutes ogling over the screen… *click* – *click* – *click*…. PERFECT! You print the colored map with its turn-by-turn directions and hit the road like a pro.

Then you get lost.

Where the hell are you? WHY isn’t that little off-road on your map? In fact, where is the main road on your map? SO, needless to say, I got lost. Then I call my husband. What a lapse of judgement on my part. One would figure that a man who spends his workdays on the road would know how to read a map and instruct me on where to go – especially since I backtracked and waited, ever so patient with a 2 year old in the backseat. But no. I had to call a friend from the playgroup who had more knowledgeable sense (aka. NO technical software whatsoever) than my husband with the $1,200 laptop sitting in front of his face and a Google map. Oh yea, I had a BLAST going in the opposite direction everytime I asked my husband where to go! He got the added thrill of hearing me shout ludicrously at him before hearing the dial tone when I hung up on him to call my friend back – three times.

*sigh* …the joys of motherhood. That’s why tonight I’m going solo. Yes, the highly sought-after “parent downtime”, or in my case, the MNO (mom’s night out). I’ll write a post about that later on… I’m sure it’ll be WILD! Anything that requires me looking after a bunch of drunken peers (hee hee hee – you guys know I love you) instead of my own child is sure to be trouble. But oh, what fun! *wink*


My romance-novel life… October 19, 2007

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Somehow I don’t know how I got here, but when I think about life as a romance novel, I quickly realize that in the beginning we could only be described as follows:

  • Victor Luis (my husband) – a devilishly handsome rake with a comedic disposition, a sly smile, and roaming eyes. He’s never still in hopes of evading responsibility.
  • Linnette (myself, of course) – an untamed beauty of pure innocence, lady-like in disposition although stubborn, persistant, and with a hellfire attitude. Her zest for life is unmatched.

I guess our roles changed because now we have been cast as something totally different:

  • Victor Luis (my husband) – a reformed rake who realizes his lust for women could never compare to his one true love, although let me tell ya’, that up until recently, he would re-test that theory
  • Linnette (myself, of course) – innocence gone and emotions worn. Although she still loves her handsome rake, she has subdued herself into a certain role of weary familiarity. Hellfire attitude still intact, but somewhat tamed.

Now… if only I could bring back that innocence, wouldn’t life just be grand? I guess I can add two bouncing baby boys into that mix. And probably a crazy mother in law and some over-bearing / well-meaning parents to boot.


You want to read MY book? October 16, 2007

I’ve been getting a lot of messages from people telling me I should write a book. Apparently I’m a literary genius – right up there in between the world encylopedia and the infamous little black book I’m sure…

Who wants to actually pay for something that comes out of my mouth? Can you imagine all the people I’m going to offend? Hm. Perhaps that will be the attracting factor.

My poor mother-in-law, otherwise known as ‘Mother-Theresa-of-drug-addicts-and-prostitutes’ would be the main target. What? I’m not being offensive… I’m only talking about her children. They, of course, would subsequently also be offended – and probably jailed.

I guess I’d have to take on a literary name of sorts. How exciting! What should my literary name be? They always have initials…

I can already see the skeptical reviews talking about how I’m just completely crazy – a ranting lunatic? *smirk*

“We fear for the lives of this self-absorbed mother’s children. A stay at home mom who is ultimately bored and looking for attention…” Ha ha ha! Well, I guess it’s true what they say – expect the worst but hope for the best. *wink*


What in the world… September 26, 2007

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Ok, I figured this whole playdate thing would be really hard for me with two kids. Especially since one is only 2 months old! Let’s get things out in the open. I wanted these playdates for myself. Yes, I’m a selfish woman. One can only stand so much spit-ups, bottle-washing, and baby gibberish until they start to go crazy. Not to mention the constant aches and pains I must never complain about. Oh, did you step on a sharp toy? No worries. Brush it off. Almost killed yourself navigating to the bathroom when you tripped on the small metal toy car? Heh, you didn’t fall… just banged your head against the wall, bounced off the couch, and landed on your ass… no worries.

So anyway, at least we have that down. I am a very selfish woman and these playdates were so I could get out of the house and “play”. The kids get to have fun and socialize in their own little world and I get the same added benefits.