Elise and I spent Valentine’s Day alone – with Jack. We let John and Christine have a few hours off to go see a movie while we stayed at their house and watched Jack. Elise played with Jack while I cooked. I am finally comfortable with my own Pasta Arrabiatta recipe (a la Romeo’s) by mistake. Elise called me at work yesterday afternoon and asked what she needed to buy for dinner. I gave her my list. She forgot crushed red pepper. John and Christine didn’t have crushed red pepper but they did have cayenne pepper. I improvised and the pasta came out better than that at Romeo’s (in Elise’s and my opinion).
We watched Fear Factor and played with the (soon-to-be Godson). Elise did most of the ‘work’ but it didn’t seem to bother her at all. I fed the little feller but Elise did all the singing and rocking and holding and cooing and diaper changing. I was exhausted just watching her. If I were to witness what John and Christine go through daily, I’d probably be in a coma.
We had a lot of fun last night. Jack is such a good kid. We offered to watch him over the Memorial Day weekend. John has asked me a couple times: “Are you sure you want to do this?” After last night, I’m pretty sure we can handle it. I can just shove food down his throat and then pawn him off on Elise – yeah, I got it covered. ;-)
In other news: The week has been hellacious thus far at work. My boss is in St. Maarten all month. I have irons in the fire, fires to put out, fire in the hole and coversheets for the new TPS reports. I spent 5 hours working on one printer today.
Elise’s busy season at work is starting up. She worked 16 hours today. She’s came home limping from being on her feet all day. I think she’s conked out on the bed. She came home, limped around, started the washing maching and I haven’t heard a peep since.
Tomorrow I have to get up and buy a laptop for work then go to work and deal with more fire. I’m supposed to have sushi with my ex-boss from Vidbook. I’m looking forward to that.