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Boeuf du Carpet

Posted on 2014.08.04 at 21:51
Greetings from Day 3 of 4, on the return trip. I'm actually writing this in Amarillo, in the same Inn of Swanky Decay as last time. The kids are more frayed, I'm more frayed. The hotel room is dark, the kids are tearfully in bed, and there is a metric ton of ground beef under my feet, because I ordered ten bean and cheese tacos (meaning soft, because I'm a normal person) and they gave us ten crunchy ground beef and cheese tacos. (I should have known something was wrong when he clarified "So no lettuce and tomatoes?") Hawaii and Pokey initially turned up their noses, but I let them play in the pool for two hours, at which point they were starving and decompensating and wolfed them down. Anyway crunchy tacos are super messy and there's a lot of ground beef on the carpet under my feet. Ground beef and cheese crunchy tacos (from Taco Bueno) taste primarily of salt.

Here is a stage that Geeblets seem to hit at 3 1/2: the relentless monologue. Today Hokey Pokey asked what the biggest bone is (don't even go there), and I answered "The thigh bone." For twenty minutes, he listed bones (the hair bone, the eye bone, the chin bone, the tummy bone) and their paths (it starts in your hair and goes to your wrists, then your toes, then your hands, then back to your toes, etc) until he definitively outlined how each one was longer than the last. For twenty minutes.

Finally I said "I have to stop listening," because it was making me so drowsy. (When Hawaii was this age, I vividly remember a two mile hike in which she chatted continuously for the whole thirty minutes.)

Ugh, this ground beef carpet is so gross.

Montana was lovely. I'm not really in the right headspace to upload a bunch of beautiful photos and describe the slip-n-slide, the sunset, the climbing tree. There were extra guests there - friends of my sister-in-law's - the whole week, which made it very easy for me to be reclusive as much as I desired. We watched Naked Dating a bunch.

Really the kids have been basically fine, and I'm finding that four days on the road is just too long for me. I thought that as an adult, I could drive indefinitely, but no. (Jammies says "Next year you won't be pregnant". Thank fucking god for that. Right now picking something off the car floor knocks the wind out of me. On the plus side, brushing my teeth feels like heaven.)

Today is Jammies' birthday, but he's home with Ace, 600 miles away. Tomorrow, my dear, I will bring you amped up children whose tummies always seem to hurt.

A nice thing is that the pool is right outside our door, and listening to evening cavorting and splashing is kind of soothing. It's a heavily trafficked pool. One of my favorite things in the world is when you're camping, and you're nice and stoned, to go to bed in your tent and eavesdrop on all your friends around the campfire. It's just like hanging out, except you're snug in your sleeping bag with your eyes closed. 


(Anonymous) at 2014-08-05 04:21 (UTC) (Link)

three little kittens

Sorry to be so off topic. My daughter had a "three little kittens" book when she was but a wee thing. I've googled and looked all over but the closest thing I've seen is the cover on the upper left of your blog. I would be so grateful if you have any information about where to acquire a used copy of it.

On topic. I've done so many road trips with little children -- though not pregnant for the fourth time. I admire your fortitude and humor and ability to really focus on your kids.

heebie_geebie at 2014-08-07 02:30 (UTC) (Link)

Re: three little kittens

Was it This? I don't think that's the same version as my icon, but it's vaguely familiar from my own childhood. (Which reminds me that I've got a Four Little Kittens icon that I tucked away some time ago, and should dust off and get ready to use soon.)

Thanks for the kind words! I'm very glad to be home and back to our routine.
(Anonymous) at 2014-08-07 21:14 (UTC) (Link)

Re: three little kittens

Thanks! That's it.
parodie at 2014-08-05 08:17 (UTC) (Link)
Ew, ground beef in carpet sounds gross. Sympathy shudder.

We just did a return road trip, just us two adults, and even though we tried to be very reasonable about it all (European spouse = no 10-12hr days, because for some reason he thinks that's insane), we were very sick of each other by the end. I think it's the lack of an exciting end-point: home is lovely, but it's not Shiny! and Exciting! the way a vacation destination can be. Add highways blocked by forest fire (so fun), a stop to eat where the restaurants all explain that they'll start serving food in an hour, and ... cranky cranky cranky.

At least the kids can't critique your driving. ;)
heebie_geebie at 2014-08-07 02:32 (UTC) (Link)
It's funny - the part without Jammies wasn't exactly easier, just different. When he was there, it was nice to have someone to chat with and co-parent with, but he plus Ace were two extra personalities to juggle. When they flew home, the car was emptier, I could fill up the passenger seat with things that were within arms reach, and I got to control all the adult details. Plus no baby and all the extra details of a pre-verbal baby to contend with. It became simpler.

(Mostly I'm very, very glad to be home.)
Jeremy Osner at 2014-08-05 10:07 (UTC) (Link)
Is "Naked Dating" a reality show in which people are on an island and hoping to meet their dream companion, interact with the other people on the island naked? I read about that but thought I was reading a humorous riff on how ridiculous reality shows could get if they kept progressing along the path they've been going down for years now. But I guess if you were watching it it must be an actual thing.
heebie_geebie at 2014-08-07 02:35 (UTC) (Link)
Not exactly - they're on an island, but the two contestants go on arranged dates with one person at a time, and then each night the contestants plus all prior dates are all together in a boiling pot situation where they seem to be plied with liquor and encouraged to make sexy bad decisions. After three days of dates and nights of bad decisions, they face off and pick their favorites and hopefully there's either a match or more drama.
Kelly Jennings
Kelly Jennings at 2014-08-05 12:37 (UTC) (Link)

Endless monologue!

My kid does that! Only hers started at about 20 months and still has not stopped.

Luckily she has online friends she can monologue at now, so I only get it sometimes.
heebie_geebie at 2014-08-07 02:37 (UTC) (Link)

Re: Endless monologue!

It's amazing. You sort of mentally drift off, and then you come back, and they are right there chattering away on the same topic. Hawaii still does it, but not quite as...barraging on as she used to. Now she wants you to respond more, I suppose.
mistersmearcase at 2014-08-06 18:34 (UTC) (Link)
Taco Bueno is not very bueno.

I wish one could say "I have to stop listening" in real life. An ex and I had a joke that with certain people we wanted to just stick our fingers in our ears and keep nodding and saying "uh huh!"

I am also laughing at the use of "decompensating" for kids.
heebie_geebie at 2014-08-07 02:41 (UTC) (Link)
Taco Bueno is the worst. I couldn't believe they mangled our order so grossly and then the carpet. Taco Cabana hasn't made it to Amarillo yet, or at least I couldn't find one with the very, very limited energy I had left at that point.

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