Day 300

It's late and I'm tired and tomorrow is going to be a long (but not at all in a bad way - guest lecturing at UVM, Christina's book party, date with Manova and, um, work)... but it's Day 300. How can I skip Day 300? In the interest of capturing things fast, I'm bullet-pointing it. Here's what I discovered today:

• Watching a Presidential debate counts as a bona fide date, as it demonstrates that, indeed, Jon and I are on the same page. And that we each think the other is pretty effing funny. (Even if we're the only ones.)

• Speaking of love (yeah, I was) and crushes: apparently this all starts when you're four-ish. It's then when your "heart starts beating really fast" when you see your favorite girl. The girl that you love more than ice cream but not more than gummies, the one who is approximately 20 years your senior. 

• I don't really want a pixie cut. What I really want is the sort of reverse mullet - party in the front, business in the back (with an little Alfalfa situation at the crown) - that was my last cut. Hannah - if you happen to be reading -  I take full responsibility for this current style ... you perfectly executed my "go short! go short! my hair grows superfast!" direction. But here's a good visual for next time:  

I love this haircut. And these earrings. And the guy on the left.
(The dark under-eye circles and big zit on my neck - not so much.)

Day 114

Lately, conversations between Jon and me go a little something like this:

"Do you know where Julian's shoes are?"

"Did you feed Digs yet? He's acting hungry." (Always the answer: yes - he's full, just trying to trick us.)

"Did the cats get fed? They're acting crazy too."

"How was pickup?"

"Maria said you mentioned that you talked with her about hanging out with them this weekend - what's the plan?"

"Did you talk to your mom yet?"

You get the picture. They're not really conversations - just a series of questions spread through the day, mostly about the various tasks tied to being the two reigning adults in the house. 

His and hers 

But tonight Jon and I had a HOT date tonight (see photo). I was perusing PubMed -'cause I'm cool like that. He was exploring places to visit during our upcoming drive through several states, over several days, in our van with our (highly energetic) boys  and our sweet, sweet dog Digs who weighs more than 80 pounds - that's nearly three times the weight of a Iegal canine companion, per the website of the hotel we've booked for a Saturday-night stay. (The person on the phone says no problem.) 

I'm certain a relationship expert could have a field day with our "couple situation" these days but here's what I have to say: we have two awesome kids under four, two increasingly intense careers, one messy house and three demanding furry children. So... the fact that we can enjoy sitting side by side, typing, works for me right now. 

But I do look forward to leaving the boys with Jon's parents and going jogging with him through the streets, like we did in Forest Hills, in the spring of 1999, when he told me his last name and that he was probably moving to Spain. #holycrapithasbeenforever

Tell me: What's your secret to staying connected?