slow weekend

Everyone here is still sick to some degree. ptor is the sickest. He is really miserable. S. is doing OK but still has some serious yuck going on. I'm getting better but am still congested and not 100%.

Saturday I had rehearsal but no board meeting as we canceled due to one member being seriously delayed while traveling back to the Bay Area from out of state as a result of the storms here. My drive to Berkeley was not the most fun. Visibility was very poor and the rain got very heavy at a few points. I had to drive about 40 mph a good chunk of the way up 880 and thankfully the other drivers were doing the same. There was only one major accident where a large delivery truck had apparently spun out and crashed into the guardrail and was blocking the left hand lanes. Rehearsal was good, though I confirmed again that creating choreography at 2am doesn't result in my being able to retain or teach that choreography all that well. Not my preferred creation path, but I've been sick and haven't been focused on dance. Regardless, I did manage to teach some new material. I have a lot of work to do before next week.

The rain was pretty heavy here all day and night yesterday. ptor said he heard and felt major thunder yesterday afternoon--S. somehow slept through all of it (he was napping with ptor at the time--the thunder woke ptor up but not S.). The weather cleared somewhat today and we took the opportunity to get out and get the replacement weather stripping we needed to fix the threshold of our front door. We also went to Trader Joe's which was an absolute madhouse. We did manage to at least get the grocery shopping done even if it was a touch hectic. I was crabby because TJ's was again out of diced canned tomatoes. Grr. They had everything else we needed, including a boatload of organic bananas, which was a relief.

Speaking of bananas, do you know how much damned produce we go through in a week? (hint: a lot) S. is only 16 months old and I have already had to step up our grocery purchases quite a bit. And he's still breastfeeding full time so I don't even have to buy cow's milk for him yet. Gods help us when he gets older. He seems to have inherited uncle Michael's metabolism through osmosis or something. I know we also go through more groceries than we did pre-baby (when I still worked outside the house full time) as S. and I eat three meals a day at home (ptor eats 1-2 at home and three at home on the weekends) and I cook all those meals. Sometimes I marvel at the sheer volume of onions we chew through in a week...and canned tomatoes and bread and rice and apples and bananas and oranges and beans and quinoa and potatoes....you get the picture.

Speaking of S. and food, he is so my child when it comes to his food preferences. He will eat just about anything if it involves tomatoes and chili powder and/or cumin. Seriously. He has also shown a strong love for oranges, kiwi fruit, avocados (plain or as guacamole) and bread. Oh, and few things give him more pleasure than refried beans, rice and tortillas. Enchiladas and tamales are two of his favorite foods. And he loves him a mean vegetable stew (he even says "stew"). The other night I was talking to my mom on the phone about the enchiladas I had made the night before and S. started signing "eat". He understood we were talking about one of his favorite things to eat! He does, however, love broccoli and sweet potatoes, two things I do not care for. ptor likes them though, so there's some of daddy there too.

OK, way past time for bed.