I have the urge to Tell the World that I am, for some reason, going to go swimming with L tonight. Of my own volition! It was my idea! Maybe I will finally brave the sauna. I'm a very bad Finn.
There has been six kinds of drama today over The Talent Show at L's school. She is 6 and wants to be in the talent show this year. I said yes and filled out the paperwork (+ mom points), but being a dumpster fire currently (see previous posts from...oh...ever!) I did not send the music teacher an mp4 file or coordinate rehearsals even though auditions got postponed over the weekend (- a million mom points). So I left work a little early today to try to check things out because the school is vague af as far as communication goes (and so am I, if I am to be so real) and walked into a tableaux of L crying, and her little friend who wants to be in the piece with her crying in her mom's arms. Ope. We tried to check in with the person we believe was fielding her tutoring earlier in the morning about whether she could leave to audition (unable to find; somewhat dismissed by two other teachers we did manage to check in with). She did check in the music teacher handling the auditions, but they appear to be somewhat altered d/t possibly being medicated for pain following a karate injury (?????) and I guess did not understand that they kids had not practiced yet until actual audition time? And said no, they couldn't audition? But...maybe they can audition tomorrow? Everyone is very confused. Me too! Me too. And L had little tear streaks trickling down her cheeks carving their way through a sheen of mud. Woof. So they did practice and maybe they'll get to show the music teacher their stuff tomorrow? But when? Ope. Unclear! Also the teacher who usually runs the tutoring group seems to be sick (but this was never directly communicated) and...idk. Mess! Mess. Takes one to know one - I know, I know.
We had dinner with T and V last night, which was lovely. It fills a definite gap in L' s scope of experience. They have a record player and let her light candles for a sit-down dinner of salmon and rice. Lots of catching up and V has a kind of playful aunt dynamic with L that I want forever and ever. Not a whole lot of completely grownup time with them - but that's okay.
On Saturday night I went over to K's house with intent to sleep over (because she was having a girl's sleepover with a few people and watching The Wedding Singer), but left around 9:30 because: work in the morning. It was very nice. I learned that flower butt tattoos are a thing - like the whole butt. And I am generally jealous because I want more tattoos. Maybe an April/May goal.
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