Just whack Tony and be done with it

Really busy morning, so I have to be quick. Munchkin was feeling better by this morning...ice cream always works!!! (Seriously...what do I do if the ice cream doesn't work?)

I'm really proud of her...she is a tough little chick. After our afternoon ice cream run, she called the boy in question to express her displeasure. I was kind of listening in, and she approached it calmly, rationally and without anger. She said why she was upset and listened when he talked and I think everything turned out OK. She is mature WAY beyond her years...

Dinner was quite good! I still don't really know what the occasion was, but The Boy felt like cooking for us, so Munchkin and I went over there for dinner and he made grilled swordfish and a bunch of grilled veggies and salad and it was all delicious! He's not a bad cook, after all;-) Now that I know this, I expect him to cook for me MUCH more often:-D

Who watches The Sopranos? I am so done with that show...I only keep watching because I have so much time invested that I don't want to miss out if something really big happens. The thing that irritates me is that they just pick up and drop story lines without regard to the overall plot line. Like last night Tony is a compulsive gambler who's losses are making him and his family miserable. Now, by next week they will never mention it again.

Ahh well, only five shows left, and hopefully everyone ends up dead...THAT would be a good ending.

Um...I guess that's about all...kinda boring, I know...I can't be brilliant every day!

Ice Cream Therapy

I think I am gonna have to implement some of my world famous "ice cream therapy" today. For the uninitiated, that is my go-to parenting move...all I know how to do to fix problems is to go out for ice cream. That and taking naps...that is kind of all I got:-)

Munchkin is having some boy issues this weekend. I mentioned that she had acquired boyfriend #2 about two weeks ago...and in true fifth grade fashion (he is in sixth grade) the relationship fizzled quickly. That in itself wasn't that big a deal...she is much more mature than most kids her age and doesn't get hung up on stuff like this. I guess when you have lost both of your parents, you learn perspective at a very young age.

So, there was an issue on Friday and she broke up with the new boyfriend (the actual story is pretty classic 12-year old romance). She was fine with that, but apparently the boy has told all of his friends that she "cheated" on him and she is kinda bummed that that is going around the school. One of her friends called her this morning and said that rumors were going around about her. [The "infidelity" stems from her and two other girls going to a middle school dance with some kids that one of those girls knows from her hometown.]

She'll be fine, but she has kinda been in the dumps this morning. So, I'm gonna take her out for lunch, and then we can walk around a bit and get some ice cream and she can talk about it if she wants. She is pretty good about talking things through, so she'll probably be back to her normal self later on:-)

The Boy is cooking us dinner tonight...lol. Not sure what the occasion is, or whether he will actually follow through (he is pretty banged up from the bachelor party he was at all weekend). I'll let you know...

Today's Lesson...Go Slow!!!

I gotta warn you that this post is sorta dirty. It's been a while since I have written a post that belongs on late-night Cinemax, but that is sort of where I am headed this morning, so that is what you are stuck with:-) Unless you choose to stop reading right now...

The Boy plays softball in the summer. His season started on Wednesday, which led to him complaining that his back and legs were sore afterwards. Seriously...you are 29, you shouldn't be that sore from playing softball! It's not hockey...there isn't that much activity involved!

But being the good girlfriend, I offered to give him a rub down to make him feel better. OK, so having him take his clothes off so I can rub massage oils on him is not really a tough sell...I have a drawer full of scented oils and stuff, and I gotta use it some time. I mentioned yesterday that he stayed over Thursday, but I didn't really get the chance to deliver on my promise. Last night, however, I had ALL kinds of time to laze around in bed with him.

Munchkin was at a dance with a couple of friends (there is no more boyfriend...I may blog that tomorrow) and wasn't due home until about 11:00, and Smoking Hot Roommate was out all night, too. So, we met some friends for a quick drink after work, and then came back here and enjoyed the whole evening to ourselves.

And I learned a valuable lesson, too;-) Normally, I have NO patience with these things...if we aren't having sex within five minutes of getting home, I start to wonder what's wrong. But since he'd been over Thursday night...(and Friday morning...hee hee)...we were a little less wound up. And you know what? There is something to be said for taking your time...lol.

There is also something to be said for edible white chocolate flavored body lotion...yum! An hour-long massage wouldn't be complete without a happy ending...(TMI...?) Let's also give a shout-out to "middle of the night sex"...waking up, fucking, and falling right back asleep. Sure beats a screaming alarm clock!!!

OK, now back to the family-friendly portion of the program:-) Smoking Hot Roommate made everyone breakfast. Everyone else slept in a little bit, but she was up at her normal time (5:30...weird...let's discuss), and went for her normal 7 or 8 mile run (yea, weirder) and then made blueberry pancakes for me, The Boy, The Rocket Scientist and Munchkin. This is why we all love her so much!!!

Next up...Larry Bird's sweaty shorts!!!

We had a lot of fun at work yesterday...Munchkin sat in on two conference calls with Papa Bear, and had a "power lunch" during which she did some serious networking. Papa Bear opened the morning call by telling everyone to watch their language because there were young ears listening;-)

Lunch was funny...Boss Foxy and Papa Bear were meeting with a guy who has been an investor with the firm for a really long time. So they invited us to tag along. Turns out this guy has a grandchild at Munchkin's school. So yes, she can already drop names, network and play the "Oh, do you know so-and-so game"...quite the little executive.

She got bored and tired at about 4:00, so we left a little bit early. Thursday is chicken finger night, even though there was no Cubs game. The Boy joined us last night, as did Smoking Hot Roommate and the Red Sox had to serve as a substitute (sort of...we were done just as they were starting.)

OK...the city of Boston has a really weird civic obsession with the Red Sox. People in Chicago are abnormally concerned with the Bears, but this is really not normal! You wouldn't believe the amount of drama and consternation that got caused because some random guy said that maybe another guy put fake blood on his sock...TWO AND A HALF YEARS AGO!!! I'm not kidding, this was like a front-page, lead-the-evening-news big story. There were people legitimately hypothesizing that they should do a DNA test of the sock to confirm that it is real blood. (I asked why anyone would still have a bloody sock after two years...apparently that is a stupid question...)

Anyway, the Red Sox are playing the Yankees again this weekend (seems like they do this like every month) which qualifies as a major weekend-long undertaking. Does it get this ridiculous in New York at the same time? I feel like it is maybe a little bit over-hyped...the season just started, after all.

No huge weekend plans. The Boy is going away for a bachelor party tomorrow night, but I get him tonight:-) Munchkin is hanging out with her friends, so we are gonna meet some friends for a bit but then go back to my place for some alone time as early as we can. He stayed over last night, so I will get him for most of two whole consecutive days...which is quite a treat! Morning sex ALWAYS puts me in a good mood for the whole day.

I think we are going out to a bar to watch the game tomorrow afternoon, and since it is a 4:00 game, Munchkin can come with:-) To be honest, my friends love it, too...she is like a super cute party trick...lol. My guy friends love her ability to meet attractive girls for them...

And as long as the weather is OK, more pretend home shopping on Sunday...I will let you know how that goes;-)

That's about it...really busy day today...well, at least a busy morning. Anyone have anything exciting going on?

Munchkin's in a meeting...

Today is Take Your Daughter to Work Day...did anyone else bring the little ones? Munchkin actually has a pretty busy day: she is on two conference calls and has a lunch meeting:-P. For now she is making the rounds, popping into people's offices and chatting with everyone she can find, and then later she has a little bit of homework to do. Hopefully she doesn't get bored, but I can run her home if I need to. There are two other kids in the office today, so I think she will be fine...

Yea, I know it is really "Daughters and Sons" but I don't really care about that half of it. And no, it's not because I have a little girl running around at home...it's because there are no shortage of voices encouraging boys to do whatever they want to when they grow up.

This obviously is going to get me off on a whole other tangent...and one of my favorites! I am sure that ALL of you have read the link marked "My Favorite Post" over on the right (hint, hint) and really all I want to do today is rehash some of that:-) I wrote it in October, and I don't really feel like I can say it much better today.

The only thing I want to add is that it seems to come off a little harsh on nurses and teachers, which certainly wasn't my intent. I never intended, nor do I intend, to imply that there is anything second-rate about either. My only point is that too often we start to tell girls at very young ages that those are the ONLY professions they can aspire to, and that we should show them more than that.

Oh, and "landing a good man" is NOT an aspiration.

Anyway, with that, here is an excerpt from that post that I really like:

It is a societal embarrassment…a complete and utter fucking embarrassment… that 90% of engineering majors are guys and 90% of nursing majors are girls. TEACH YOUR GIRLS THAT THEY CAN LIKE MATH AND SCIENCE. Teach them that Paris Hilton is a fucking clown who hates herself, and that their heroes should be people like Meg Whitman or Boss Foxy.

I don’t mean the rudimentary “Oh, you can do whatever you want” talk. We all got that. I mean a lifelong reinforcing that there is a whole big world out there and that choosing which part of it to conquer is her fucking birthright. If she ends up as an elementary school teacher, then so be it. But if she does that because she never really knew what it meant to major in math, work for Lehman Brothers, get and MBA from Yale and run a hedge fund, then you failed her.

In fact, if you have a daughter, IMMEDIATELY go out and buy a copy of Fortune Magazine’s most powerful women. It just came out and should still be around. And if it isn’t, email the magazine and ask for a copy. Or take ten minutes, sit down with your daughter and tell her “You can be one of these women, and I just wanted to tell you that I will help you if you want to.” It is a brief act, but it is a big one.

And don’t skip the “Highest Paid” list, either, since that is kind of the point, too.

Tell your daughters to aim high. Tell them to expect great things of themselves. Tell them to WANT great things of themselves. And never fucking apologize for standing up and saying “I want that, and I am gonna work my ass off to get it.”

It will make her happier, it will make you happier, it will decrease the chances of her getting into a shitty relationship, and it will make the world a better place.