Yesterday was a really nice day. For the first time in over a week both kids were well enough to be in school. Hurrah!
Fortunately that 24 hours was extra refreshing because guess what? SNOW DAY!
Seriously, I have been dealing with sick kids for so long that I was super psyched about school. Plus, there is that holiday thing happening really soon.
Anne is new to Boulder and always up to go hiking, unlike me who has hiked Mt. Sanitas way too many times.
I don’t really hike much these days, I just walk the dogs. But I got this idea to go snow shoeing because it’s really deep out there and Loony picked up some dope snowshoes for me at a garage sale.
I was hot to trot. I wanted fluffy snow.
We walked from my house to Mt. Sanitas and did the valley but I have to say that the distance to the trailhead from my house is longer than the trail itself.
And I kid you not, it was orders of magnitude harder in snowshoes than simply walking up it on a dry day.
I might be exaggerating a little bit here but it was literally like the Bataan Death March.
I posted this photo on FB and my friend Cat was all, “Why are you so covered in snow?”
#StandardViv. I love it. I’m going to run with it.
In my defense, it was a super cute dog. He was having so much freaking fun running all wild and free in the snow. So what if I tripped on my snowshoes? Maybe I wanted to make a snow angel. #StandardViv
I swear it took us 18 hours to do the hike but we were pretty stoked that we got outside and offset the nonstop eating that was the hallmark of the rest of the day.
When I got home my butt started to itch really badly and it quickly escalated into full blown hives … on my ass. You know, where the skin becomes all raised and lumpy and hard? #StandardViv
I took two Benadryls, smeared my butt with hydrocortisone cream and tried to distract myself in the kitchen.
Anne came over with her kids for a while, I shoved a bunch of food into them and then we went sledding which means we (me and Anne) sprawled on the couch at Ev’s while the kids flung themselves down the hill for a couple hours. #StandardViv
I didn’t realize the camera was on (which is why most of the video is of my boob) but it pretty much summed up the afternoon.
You see, I took Chickpea to Ev’s house and he was infatuated with her dog. Let’s just say their feelings were mutual.
Naturally, they insisted on conducting their courtship/hostile maneuvers on my chest as I reclined on the couch and at one point Petey backed his ass into my face. Like his asshole smashed up against my cheek.
I got some on my hand. It smelled like ass. #StandardViv
Ev told me not to worry about it because she recently bathed Petey and he’s had, at the most, four bowel movements. (Big ups for Ev on that one)
Hence my question to Anne on the video about smelling my hand and disgust.
Yes, I washed my hands and face immediately. But I loved how totally relaxed everyone was about it.
So that’s what I’m up to these days. Kids at home all the fucking time, hives on my ass, and dog ass on my face. Sorry I haven’t called in ages, dad, but it’s not for the lack of wanting to. Hopefully I’ll get some kid free time tomorrow.
And Stephanie came over, I got a picture of her smiling.
And Mr. Bates got a box.
If he fits, he sits.