• Buddies,  out out out of the house!

    I don’t eat doughnuts

    doughnuts

    Bethany and I have a list of adventures. Every time we get together, we try to cross one item off the list. I know, tough life. Why can’t you be less full of fun? I could go on and on about the woes of stay-at-home-mommedness and how I would kill for some good old water-cooler chit-chat about something besides my latest saga over disciplining my child…or I could just talk about the perks.

    Perks are better. At least for me today. Some days I need to go on and on about how so very hard it is. But not today. Today was SUPER FUN! We had some doughnuts! It was on our list.

    Bethany is convinced that hot Krispy Kreme doughnuts are a zillion times better than regular old room-temperature ones. I don’t think this could make that much of a difference. Aren’t Krispy Kreme doughuts made of crack anyway? Could they get that much better? How much more could your taste buds fire off alarm signals of pleasure to your brain? I need to be convinced with actual proof.

    This poses a dilemma since I don’t really eat doughnuts. They are off-limits. I am Uma Thurman in The Truth About Cats and Dogs except I’m not a model and I’m not skinny and my weakness is doughnuts not cake. Also, I’m totally lying. I do eat doughnuts. I’m just working on the not-eating-them part.

    7days: Day 5 "Public/Private"

    I burn thousands of imaginary calories just thinking about not eating them. It’s a battle up there in my head. If only there were some physical activity to go along with the mental activity because then I would be super-skinny and I could eat all the doughnuts I ever wanted. Hmmm…that’s kind of a circular argument…

    Anyway, as I was telling Bethany today, I wish I didn’t spend so much mental time on this. How much smarter would I be if my brain could use that space for something else? I’d probably be a lot better at math.

    hiding behind her apple fritter
    (photo totally caught by Bethany)

    So yeah, I do eat doughnuts. I love them. Apple fritters to be exact. I was born with that gene. (Mutter, mutter, bad word, mutter, mutter…) But today we didn’t get to test Bethany’s theory. We did test some doughnuts (How could we not? We drove all that way!!!) but they weren’t hot. The light in the window was off and the assembly line was empty. It was still fascinating to look at. I love touring factories.

    no action on the factory line today

    The kids thought it was great fun and then five seconds later the sugar hit their blood and they turned into wild maniacs. It was amazing. I have never seen the night-and-day difference a pop of sugar will do to a kid quite like that before. One minute they were sitting there sipping their milks with glazed looks in their eyes and the next they were bouncing off the walls like Nerf balls.

    sugar high

    It was very bizarre. Like I said, Krispy Kreme doughnuts are made with crack. I’m sure of it. I’m checking us both into rehab tomorrow morning.

  • Buddies,  The Zoo

    Zoo, Take Two!

    what?

    The last time I took Baby Bug to the zoo she was more interested in hanging from the railings than looking at the animals. It totally blew. But then again, she was only one. What did I expect?

    Bug and Billy

    What a difference a year and a half makes!

    We hit the zoo early today with Bethany and Annalie and it was a completely different experience. First of all we were there in the morning so there were more animals awake. Second, there was no pressure to do the whole park in one day. Bethany has a membership to the Zoo and she had a guest pass for me. (Bug is still free since she’s under three.) Since we were there for free, we didn’t feel like we had to squeeze every penny out of our day and leave the park exhausted. This made a huge difference for me.

    The railings were still a source of great interest but this time we actually looked at animals too and had a really good time. I think a lot of it also had to do with Baby Bug’s maturity and her willingness to do just about anything if there is an older kid to copy. She loves older kids. She also loves Annalie.

    bug and Annalie
    (above 3 photos by Bethany)

    Good thing Annalie likes her back. Even if she is a big fat spider about to eat poor little Buzzy Bug.

    Annalie is eating Baby Bug!