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zonewombatSo I had a Me Day today. The nanny came here, rather than me taking Mal there, as currently there are 4 people living in her 420-sq-ft apartment. One of her roommates sits another embassy baby (who is a month younger than Mal and already walking, grrr), and when both babies are there they usually spend the day in the park, but it's just too hot for that. So she came here. So no lazing around in bed or tub like I'd planned, but that was okay.
Instead I went to work. I know, I know, lame. But I had a brainwave about this database I'm designing. While there, I called my credit card company using the tie line, since once again they've forgotten I live in Greece and have freaked out about charges to my card from Greece. Which they do every 3 months or so. Not off to a great start for a Me Day, but there was only me and one other guy in the whole office suite, so I shut my door and curled up on the couch in my office and had a nap anyway. Normally I wouldn't have done so, but Mal had nightmares last night - literally woke up with a shriek at one point - so I brought him into bed with me and got next to no sleep. Even if we'd wanted to co-sleep, Mal's not a good candidate for it. He Never. Stops. Moving. While lightly asleep he constantly works his feet and hands, feeling anything around (which means pulling my hair if we're sleeping together, and always means kicking all covers off). He must have his head wedged against something, and scooches until he does. When deeply asleep, random tiny muscles twitch all over his body as random nerves fire. Only rarely does he do the baby coma thing. I'd had enough of being roughed up by him all night BEFORE giving birth, let me tell you.
So yeah, I was exhausted. It wasn't the best nap ever, but restored me to a functional state.
I dropped by to tell the other guy I was leaving, and he showed me a trinket he'd picked up. Several stores here sell these small clay figurines of Greek Orthodox priests doing various things - giving sermons, playing backgammon, stuff like that. He'd found one that was a priest blessing a woman...who is kneeling in front of him with her head buried in the folds of his robe at his groin. He's got one hand on her head. Yeah. SOMEONE's getting blessed.
After that I headed to the kafenio, got a freddo and sat near a fountain, drinking caffiene and reading a book. From there I wandered by a couple stores. There's no real point to shopping just now, as summer sales can't start until July 17, but I checked in a few of the Chinese stores and got a couple t-shirts. I poked my head in to say hi to my hairdresser, who had no clients and was eager to chat, so I ended up talking with her for an hour. I am now seriously jealous of her god-daughter, who is working on a wildlife preserve in Kenya. There were photos of the GD giving a baby giraffe a bottle and grooming a cheetah. Since I was just hanging out, my hairdresser trimmed my hair up also (for free!), so it's a bit shorter and straight across the bottom, rather than longer in back. It's cute, and summery.
Then I wandered over to my usual place and got a souvlaki and chatted with the people who run the souvlaki shop, and took a fairly rambling route home. I was pouring sweat by the time I got to my house, and the heat and pollution had started to set off my asthma, so the hike up the last hill was tough, but I felt wrung out and relaxed and it was good.
And when I came back, we all sat on the back porch and ate cherries and blew bubbles. Mal would dip the wand into the liquid, then hand it to me or the nanny, we'd blow the bubbles, he'd watch them and laugh, then demand the wand back. And the nanny pointed out that Mal says "Yeah" just like I do.
Instead I went to work. I know, I know, lame. But I had a brainwave about this database I'm designing. While there, I called my credit card company using the tie line, since once again they've forgotten I live in Greece and have freaked out about charges to my card from Greece. Which they do every 3 months or so. Not off to a great start for a Me Day, but there was only me and one other guy in the whole office suite, so I shut my door and curled up on the couch in my office and had a nap anyway. Normally I wouldn't have done so, but Mal had nightmares last night - literally woke up with a shriek at one point - so I brought him into bed with me and got next to no sleep. Even if we'd wanted to co-sleep, Mal's not a good candidate for it. He Never. Stops. Moving. While lightly asleep he constantly works his feet and hands, feeling anything around (which means pulling my hair if we're sleeping together, and always means kicking all covers off). He must have his head wedged against something, and scooches until he does. When deeply asleep, random tiny muscles twitch all over his body as random nerves fire. Only rarely does he do the baby coma thing. I'd had enough of being roughed up by him all night BEFORE giving birth, let me tell you.
So yeah, I was exhausted. It wasn't the best nap ever, but restored me to a functional state.
I dropped by to tell the other guy I was leaving, and he showed me a trinket he'd picked up. Several stores here sell these small clay figurines of Greek Orthodox priests doing various things - giving sermons, playing backgammon, stuff like that. He'd found one that was a priest blessing a woman...who is kneeling in front of him with her head buried in the folds of his robe at his groin. He's got one hand on her head. Yeah. SOMEONE's getting blessed.
After that I headed to the kafenio, got a freddo and sat near a fountain, drinking caffiene and reading a book. From there I wandered by a couple stores. There's no real point to shopping just now, as summer sales can't start until July 17, but I checked in a few of the Chinese stores and got a couple t-shirts. I poked my head in to say hi to my hairdresser, who had no clients and was eager to chat, so I ended up talking with her for an hour. I am now seriously jealous of her god-daughter, who is working on a wildlife preserve in Kenya. There were photos of the GD giving a baby giraffe a bottle and grooming a cheetah. Since I was just hanging out, my hairdresser trimmed my hair up also (for free!), so it's a bit shorter and straight across the bottom, rather than longer in back. It's cute, and summery.
Then I wandered over to my usual place and got a souvlaki and chatted with the people who run the souvlaki shop, and took a fairly rambling route home. I was pouring sweat by the time I got to my house, and the heat and pollution had started to set off my asthma, so the hike up the last hill was tough, but I felt wrung out and relaxed and it was good.
And when I came back, we all sat on the back porch and ate cherries and blew bubbles. Mal would dip the wand into the liquid, then hand it to me or the nanny, we'd blow the bubbles, he'd watch them and laugh, then demand the wand back. And the nanny pointed out that Mal says "Yeah" just like I do.
