i got up real early today because my friend down the street needed to drop off her daughter for a few hours until her mom came to get her. i must say, i feel kind of nervous! (and also kind of queasy for getting up so darned early) Not that i fear for this child's life or anything, it's just my first time babysitting for another baby, i feel responsible for someone other than my own child and it's a lot of pressure! it's also strange holding another baby, the weight is all different, the smell isn't the same. it's weird. But i feel honored that someone else feels i'm a capable caregiver, even if it is for only 2 hours.
Kate and her boyfriend came down this weekend and spent the night and we regaled in tales from Cambodia where she and Mike worked together at the newspaper. Her boyfriend is Khmer and this was his first time in the US, and he was suprisingly mellow about his experience - he has a very thick accent but liked walking around the apartment saying, "Previously on Lost. . . ." (he's into it too.)
Leigh came down too with her friend Angela and again, we talked about past days in Richmond and crazy college antics and all the connections with people we know and used to know. I miss that part of Richmond, having history with a place and people, living somewhere that i could run into my old boyfriend walking down the street and us pretend not to see each other.
Here are a few things to ponder:
- i used to think that Jamie Oliver (naked chef) was HOT. uh, not so much anymore. in fact, i am repulsed by him! did he gain weight? did he get old? is his hair slightly more askew than what is acceptable within basic fashion parameters?
- I am getting tons of porn junk mail in my email account but strangely enough it's all incest related. What kind of list did i get on??!! and how do they know i want to have lesbian sex with my mother??!!
eww yuck. i have to go now.