Well, here I am!  Good as new.  (maybe not quite)  I’m so glad the worst is over in terms of recovering from the sinus surgery.  I would not recommend it if you’re looking for a nice, relaxing week off.  Try a cabin in the Rockies or a beach in Cancun. 

  Anyway - huge thanks to all of you who’ve written on the blog or emailed to wish me a speedy recovery.  I’m amazed at how much better I feel now than I did a week ago.  Sorry to disappoint any of you who expected to see me somehow transformed. Nope. Same old nose - just sorer.

   Today my headache is much more tolerable than it was yesterday.  This can make or break your day if you happen to work in a newsroom.  Think lots of loud voices and police scanners, walls lined with TV’s showing a variety of flickering images, rows and rows of people typing furiously on deadlines, phones ringing - not quite where you want to be when a migraine comes knocking!

   BUT - it is good to be back in the loop, back in the routine, and back with my hilarious co-workers. I have missed the snide sarcasm and absurd (if sometimes a little sick) senses of humor that permeate this crew.

MEETING SPONGEBOB

   My kids have been DYING for me to get better to do all the fun stuff they’re used to.  Before you start feeling sorry for them, please realize that they have been MORE than well-entertained over the past 2 weeks by my husband and by their former-cheerleader babysitter, Kelsey, who’s got way more energy and (probably patience too) than I do even on my best days.

   But sometimes, you just want your mom.  I get that.   Today I put on the rally cap and along with our sitter and my friend Kristina and her kids, took them on an outing to City Market to meet his royal highness, SpongeBob Square Pants. Cal was up at the crack of dawn asking me if it was time yet. I told him S.B. was still in bed and he should be too.

      Some kids, like Todd’s little girl Kennedy, are understandably freaked out by costumed characters.  Kristina’s kids didn’t want much to do with this flourescent, pourous, wide-eyed and rectangular dude, and I don’t blame them.  Mine, however, had to be pried away from him when their photo was done. 

    The line was unbelievable (as you see here) and they were moving people through pretty fast.  I have new respect for Sponge Bob - he’s a true movie star.

    After our quickie photo Calvin shook his hand and declared “It feels spongey!”  Clara went back for one last poke to confirm it.

As we were politely ushered away Cal said, “Wait!!! I didn’t get to ask him a question!!! WHY does he like crabby patties???”  It was too late. Our time was up. 

“But - I didn’t get to feel his tie!! I want to feel his tie!”

Thank goodness right then, a musician poured out a HUGE assortment of percussion instruments for the kids to play with.  Calvin tried every one of them (as did most of the kids in our group)

 

 

 

 

 

Clara danced wildly with her “best friend” Maeve.

 

 

The girls are pretty good at posing for pictures. To save them from embarassment, I won’t show you the ones I attempted to get of the boys.

 

 

 

 

Maeve’s mom, Kristina and I posed for this self portrait.  When we turned the camera around to see how we looked, the screen didn’t show us our photo.

It said “Change the Batteries.”

We could’ve taken that as an insult, but decided instead that it must mean the two of us were simply too much for the camera to handle.

  To cap off the morning, we walked right past the famous Elvis plaque at the former site of Market Square Arena.  I can’t believe I was the only one who wanted to pose for a photo next to the King. 

Thank you, thank you very much.

Trish