Since I am cautiously optimistic that I’m on the mend — no appetite, but nothing forcefully leaving my body either — I made the bad decision to take both kids with me to the grocery store. We need things, like bread, and jelly, and butter.

The actual store itself was ok. Even though it was around noon on a Saturday, on the first above-freezing day we’ve had in weeks. (It’s 35!)

The trouble started in the parking lot.

As I was helping Noah get in the car and into his carseat, the cart rolled away.

It got 12-15 feet away before I noticed. Josie’s blanket was on the asphalt, and she was gaining momentum.

I shrieked at Noah not to move and ran for the cart.

After I got it, I told Noah that I was going to buckle Josie in first, after he got in the car.

Then I buckled Josie in, put the groceries in the car, and headed home.

Half-way home, Noah said, “MOM! You need to buckle my seatbelt!”

I am sick today. Thankfully it is a day when both kids are at day care. I have 5.5 hours to get over it. The early morning was quite a challenge as Noah doesn’t especially like it when I disappear into the bathroom. Repeatedly.

Also, please let it be something I ate, as the village grandparents are going to NY today to visit cousin Maxim, Aunt Anna, and Uncle Jason.

Pardon me while I go heat some water for tea. Did I mention that the microwave went kerblooey?

Edited to add: at least they’re cute. (Video is 1:03 min long.)

The worst moment was about 30 seconds after Josie finished projectile vomiting. Three bouts. Preceded by one non-projectile round.

My entire front was drenched, shirt and pants. Josie was drenched. She’d pooped through 2 layers only an hour before, so she was wearing 2 clean layers. Fortunately the vomit didn’t soak through the fleece layer. My house slippers were spattered, as was about 2 square feet of wool rug. The chair where I usually sit to nurse and/or watch TV had an approximately 8 inch diameter pool of vomit soaking into it.

By the time I figured out where to sit Josie down, and stripped both of us down to vomit-free layers, she was over it. She was the smiling, WIDE AWAKE, cooing baby that is the kind of child who makes you want to emulate the Duggars.

And there we were, smelling like vomit, with mountains of the stuff to clean up, and a finally asleep after a long struggle big brother, and no other adult around to help.

After calling and leaving Jill a pathetic message, and a little mini-meltdown of my own, I did what any self-respecting almost 40 year old adult woman would do (if they could). I called my Mommy.

And because I no longer live in Atlanta, where all she could do was sympathize, she came over. So did my Dad. He held the baby, mostly, while I started the laundry (in the frigid, uninsulated basement) and had a quick shower. Mom cleaned up the rug and chair, then tag-team played with a sleepy and getting less coo-y and happy Josie.

And Mom moved my car to the legal overnight parking side of the street.

Thanks, Mom & Dad!
BTW, my theory is that my consumption of broccoli romanesco is what disagreed with her. But who can turn down a vegetable fractal?

Noah woke up in an exceptionally horrible mood, with lots of screaming and kicking.

The second most horrible part of the day is that I got yet another frigging parking ticket while parked in front of my house. This time I took the kids to the local police station to ask someone to please explain the rules so that I can quit accidentally violating them, and if there are any more permits I need to buy, can I please have one?

I liked the answer almost less than I like getting ticketed.

For no discernable reason, there is unwaivable, unpermit-exceptionable, absolutely, positively only 1-hour parking on my block from 7 am until 7 pm. And no parking at all on either of the cross streets. If I don’t want a ticket, I must move my car every hour all day.

Or, I can park across a busy street, or a block away.

That was fun in the 23 degree weather, with both kids. Stroller + snow = suck. But easier than carrying the infant car seat.

Now I have to decide whether to go move the car after both kids are asleep — I have a permit to park until 7 am. Or, when I have to take Noah to school tomorrow, we can walk the complaint-filled, frigid block first thing in the morning.

Yes, I will be contacting my Alderman.

Hey look! It’s a silly internet quiz, aka a Facebook Meme.

My former colleague Harry, who is one of the best engineers with whom I have ever worked, tagged me for the currently Facebook-ubiquitous meme, list 25 random things about yourself, then tag 25 more people including the person who tagged you. I answered it there, but am cross-posting it here too.

If you are reading this on my blog and you are not on Facebook, I tag you. Answer in the comments if you don’t have a blog of your own. Anna. :)

1) I have done everything that I ever specifically swore I would never ever do in my life.

2) That includes going to law school, working in politics, living in Virginia, and living in Wisconsin.

3) My idea of a perfect day involves sleeping in, reading, hanging out with friends, and not cooking.

4) I like cooking. I just don’t like having to do it so often.

5) Having kids is so much harder than I could possibly have imagined. And so much more fun.

6) Being a single mom for the last 2 months is the hardest thing I have ever done.

7) I am still close friends with a lot of my friends from high school.

8) Lucky for me, a lot of those high school friends still live in the Milwaukee area.

9) I love reading “Young Adult” books.

10) I harbor semi-secret fantasies of going to library school and becoming a youth services librarian. But it will probably never happen.

11) This doesn’t stop me from thinking that, as a group, librarians are the coolest people on the planet.

12) I love water. Every time I have lived away from Wisconsin, the thing I have missed the most is the long visual landscape over a lake.

13) My favorite number is 9.

14) I have been an active member of Internet communities since 1989 or 1990.

15) I used to be more of a wanna-be geek than I am now. But I still have geeky tastes.

16) I wore my grandmother’s wedding dress when I got married. (And Jill wore her mother’s!)

17) My dad was an elected official or an elected judge for almost the entire time I was growing up. He is again — currently he serves in the Wisconsin State Assembly. He was in juvenile court when I was in high school.

18) My mom was elected to the state Court of Appeals in 2004.

19) One of the first questions I was asked by someone I didn’t know when I moved back to Milwaukee was “did you move here to run for judge?”

20) I did not move back to Milwaukee to run for judge. If you look back to item #1, you’ll see why I think I shouldn’t swear I won’t. But I don’t have any plans to do so.

21) I currently drink about 4 cups of coffee per day. When I was pregnant, both times, I got down to 1-2 cups. I’d like to get back down to that again, but I don’t think it will happen any time soon.

22) I absolutely loathe ads that insult my intelligence. I’m talking to you, Motts for Tots.

23) I 90% don’t care about music. Maybe 95%. That is to say, almost all music is pleasant or ignorable background noise to me. In order for me to care, there has to be something more than just the sound, like it being played by someone I know or whom I find interesting. I used to cultivate caring, but I don’t any more.

24) My favorite museum ever anywhere is the American Visionary Art Museum in Baltimore.

25) My ideal home would be something out of the Not So Big House, cosy but extremely well designed, and filled with books.

Noah was very good at the car store.

I spent pretty much all of my online time last week researching cars, both generally and then specific vehicles. I decided that I wanted a late model used car, probably 2007, but I was open to 2006-2008. So the “all you can eat” carfax report option became my best friend.

Both the Fit and Civic were strong contenders, but the fact is that I fell in love with the Prius long ago. I wasn’t willing to spend the premium on buying it new, but to my surprise, there are used Priuses (Priui?) on the market now. In metropolitian Milwaukee last week, there were 37 listed for less than $22k. (Not that I was even close to willing to spend that much. But I was willing to negotiate with dealers listing to that amount.)

At the end of the process, I knew that there were probably acceptable cars at 3 local dealerships. Jill spent time researching them, and I went to the one with the best Better Business Bureau rating, although it had the fewest 2007 Priui. I ran Carfax reports on all of their 2006-2008 inventory listings — none of which included prices online.

I also had printouts of the Edmunds.com “true market value” estimates, and the Consumer Reports used car price reports. Incidentally, those two entities list prices that are thousands of dollars apart, for the same used cars.

Noah, Josie, and I settled into a table and talked to a nice salesman, Patrick. I explained that I was a serious buyer, and that if we could work out the price, I was ready to buy today. But I also added that if we couldn’t make it work on the price, I had a long list of all the cars in the area that met my criteria, and I was willing to go elsewhere.

Patrick’s first quotes were well above both the used car online listings, and above what I was willing to pay. In fact, they were only $2-4k less than the price of a new Prius. I had a printed list of those cars too.

Patrick jumped on that, suggesting that new might be the way for me to go.

I stuck to my guns, and explained that his numbers were quite a bit higher than what Consumer Reports suggested. He asked to see the printout, and took it to his manager.

Then Patrick came back, saying that they had 2 vehicles they would consider selling for the high end of my price range, but one was a 2006. A little red flag went up. When he told me the mileage and color, I knew that it was one that had been in an accident. Thank you Carfax! I declined.

The other was offsite at a tent sale, but they could bring it back for me. It was a 2008, with a bit over 20k miles on it, and not on my printout. I asked for the carfax report, which Patrick got for me. It was clean.

We got the deal done very quickly after that. And I am now a happy member of the Cult of Prius. Noah seems to like it too, although he still calls it an Acura Racecar. (What I told him our rental was — it was the same color as one of his matchbox cars.)

First, Noah started at his new school, where we hope he will be happy and that he’ll attend for several years.

Second, holy cow, what an amazing inaugural! I started watching around 8:45 am, and I’m still watching. Americans? You are amazing! I am so loving all the images of people, excitedly watching our government transfer power. And President Obama!

PRESIDENT OBAMA.

PRESIDENT OBAMA!!!

Then Jill called. A job in her current company became available here! She can start in 2 weeks. No lapse in her or the kids having health insurance, nor in our having at least one income. Whhhooooooo! (Now to convince her company to start offering domestic partner health insurance.)

And then tonight, Josie rolled over for the first time. Apparently, she just wanted to be barefoot. That’s why she kept trying in California.

A banner day here. Hopefully also for you.

Didja watch the inaugural?

I didn’t go to DC for it. Unemployment + 2 under 3 + travel = no.

In fact, I’ve been so distracted and focused on the immediate moments of my own life that I hadn’t even registered that it was coming up. Jill asked me what I was going to do on Saturday, and the question occured like a shock.

Sunday, one of our new neighbors stopped by, and I spontaneously invited her to come over with her 7 month old to watch it.

I’m so glad I did. It was the kind of historical moment that was better shared.

I listened to some of the coverage on NPR this morning, and watched more of it on MSNBC. (Did anyone else think it was hilarious that Rachel Maddow was the person who commented on who designed Michelle Obama’s dress? Rachel, please tell us that theĀ  reason you could name the designer was because you thought her history as a Cuban-American was interesting or politically relevant.)

The most moving parts, for me, where the parts where they focused on the giddy crowds of people on the national mall. I don’t know how many people were there, but it looked like an amazing, breathtaking, overwhelming mass of people. They looked so proud and happy to be there, and they filled every square foot of the tv screen that was not blocked off by bike rack and police officers.

I hope that the call for investment in the people and technology needed to improve health care access and rebuild our infrastructure can be worked out. I’m feeling cautiously optimistic. Even Rev. Warren didn’t ruin it for me.

Noah had a big first today, too. It was his first day at his new school, the school where I hope that he will attend for the next 3.5 years.

Maybe Josie will have a big first today too — she’s on the verge of rolling over.

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