pondering

Some questions I'd like to throw out into the blogosphere.

1. Why do managers insist on holding staff meetings during lunch? Do they think we have nothing better to do at lunchtime than socialize with our co-workers, who we already see for 40 hours every week?
2. Why will my son sleep peacefully and soundly as long as he's in my arms but as soon as his back touches the mattress of his crib, he acts as if I've dunked him in battery acid?
3. Why don't daycare workers realize their job is to keep my son safe and happy until I come to pick him up, not to tell me how to raise him?
4. Why does my neck keep making this funny crackling sound, as if my bones are grinding together, whenever I turn my head?

As to the last question, I finally quelled my many fears and made an appointment with a chiropractor. My mother assures me that they're not all bone-crunching quacks who couldn't get into a real medical school, so I'm going to give it a shot despite my understandable apprehension about anybody messing around with my vertebrae.

The real good news du jour is that my benevolent, kind, fabulously intelligent and amazingly gorgeous parents will be receiving a visit from Prince Drew this weekend. This despite the fact that they know he's not sleeping at night. (I'm an honest daughter - I gave them full disclosure and every opportunity to back out)

You know what this means; a weekend of sleeping-late-going-out-to-movies-eating-out-at-restaurants-without-screaming-baby bliss.

Lalalala happydancehappydance

Comments

[Nan]

Chiropractor Gooooooooood. Thank you for reminding me, I need to make an appointment!

[Mom]

I think I will save this and show Drew sometime how much you didn't want him to be away from You!!!!! More pictures of Drew please. I really don't care anything about the other STUFF!