Friday, November 28, 2008


Yes, I know, I didn't post yesterday. I was sideswiped mid-day by what felt like a stomach bug that made me totally exhausted. I have an ulcer that gets aggravated when I get a bug, so I didn't even want to eat much. I didn't even have the energy to check e-mail, so I knew it was serious!

We enjoyed a low key day at home, exactly what we wanted. We had fun in the morning at the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History with Laurie and Laurence and their clans, late dinner here, and Esther and I made an apple turnover, that, for simplicity's sake we just call apple pie. I cooked my turkey breast in the crockpot on low all day and transferred it to a 450 degree oven for the last 30 minutes to brown it up. It was delicious but I'm glad I thought of putting it in hot oven to brown - it looked kind of creepy in the crockpot because even fully cooked it looked the same as it did raw, since the crockpot doesn't brown stuff. The end result was really, really good and I can't wait for my turkey sandwich tonight. Susan made sweet potatoes with just a little bit of cinnamon and sugar and Ruthie was inhaling them. As usual, Ruthie ate everything we put in front of her (turkey, stuffing, green beans, white potatoes, and sweet potatoes). And as usual, I forgot to prepare the rolls.

I've been feeling very emotional the past couple days. As much as we hate to travel with children over holidays it does feel a little bit lonely with only ourselves here. We traditionally spent many Thanksgivings at David's mother's house in Long Island and what I miss most was just sitting around, drinking wine, and chatting with everyone. But, now that we have kids I guess there wouldn't be too much of that anyway!

As yet another special treat, we took the girls to McDonald's for lunch today. The oddballs that we are, we were the only family there who took whole wheat pasta and sweet potatoes for the girls to eat before they ate their McDonald's chicken nuggets and french fries. We have to hide the french fries from Ruthie until the very end of the meal because she completely freaks out over them and once she sees them she just shrieks as she shoves them in her mouth. While we were there, we saw a table of 3 men. It appeared that 1 of the men was developmentally delayed. As they were leaving, one of the other men helped the d.d. man on with his blue puffy coat. He then undid the velcro straps on the d.d. man's coat, put his gloves on him, tucked them inside the coat sleeve, and then fastened the cuff straps closed again. It was such a loving gesture that I started to cry. Esther kept asking me what was wrong, and it's just so hard to explain to her. She does seem to understand though that just because Mommy is crying it doesn't necessarily mean that something bad has happened. David saw it too and knew why I was crying and I'm crying again as I write this. There was just something about it that was so tender, so loving. I've always been like this - completely sideswiped by unexpected tender displays of emotion.

It was just really something to see.


Stimey said...

I used to take bowls of peas to McDonalds for Sam.

Tender things are a lot more likely to make me cry than mean things.

Laurie said...

I'm so glad to hear that I"m not the only one who gets emotionally hijacked like that. And yes, we too bring super healthy foods everywhere.

Silvia said...

I ask waiters to bring Samuel 10 fries with dinner when we're at a restaurant that way he can devour everything on his plate.

Wow, I so remember going to the museum with you last year. I miss you and hope you feel better.

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