A sassy, crafty mama bird from Los Angeles
raising a very sweet little girl with Autism
and a new baby boy in the Midwest... and other stuff, too.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

A Day In The Life

"Woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head...."
-The Beatles
What a day.
When I meet people, they ask "what do you do?" How do I answer that? I mean, I do a lot of things, you know? I thought I'd bring a camera along to document my day. So here it is: A Day In The Life
This is the most beautiful sight to me each morning
I make my child a healthy GF/CF breakfast
Then I drop her off at school....
I run to grab a coffee (my second of the morning) with a girlfriend
I rush to a Friendship Circle lunch meeting
Luckily it was at the new Jerusalem Pizza at the JCC so I could just run downstairs to the preschool to pick up my girl
We head home so I can make her lunch (grilled cheese sandwich), which I burned...
My secret weapon arrives. Her name is Beth and she keeps my house clean
Next up: take Little Bird to Occupational Therapy
Her speech therapist cancelled today, so I had an hour or so to take my bird to a play date at a friend's house
Home for one hour. In that time, I drink my third and last cup of coffee for the day, boil manicotti noodles and stuff them with ricotta and mozzarella cheeses. Then I throw Little Bird into a bath.
We head out the door to a rally
Home to throw the manicotti in the oven, serve it to my husband, swallow a few bites and then...
Out the door to the annual Jewish Federation meeting. I spent much of it texting and emailing. I had to leave early because there was one more stop to make.
My friends' son turned three and had an Upsherin, so I headed over to the party and snipped a lock of his hair
Finally, I made it home and into my cozy slippers. And tomorrow is another adventure.
All in all, a good day. There was only one shitty part of my day.
But that's another story for another day.

2 comments:

My name is Erin. said...

Wow! You put me to shame. But I would be a basket case if I kept that schedule.

Here's an interesting fact about me (maybe it's not really that interesting). Growing up in small town Idaho, it wasn't a very culturally diverse place. I was 29 before I made my first Jewish friend. I'm happy to make another at the age of 31. :) I've been an absentee blogger for a while and I have a lot of reading to do to catch up on your adventures in Israel.

Anonymous said...

What are you going to do with all of this good Karma you must be racking up?? Your Karma Mama

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