Saturday, June 25, 2005

Day 118: Return from New York

If you went to college, you can remember "pulling an all-nighter." Aside from studying for exams or writing papers, there were events that happen in college that seemed to insist that you stayed up all, or most of the night (or part of the night that a normal person would be sleeping) for. Having a child returns you to that somewhat, as you never know when sickness, bad dreams, or a child's glimpse of Darth Vader in a preview for Star Wars that comes unexpectedly prior to the G-rated Incredibles might also keep you burning the midnight oil. During those times many people ponder two serious questions. One, how will I function tomorrow? And two, what is there to eat? Sadly, for those on a diet program, the questions must stop at number one, even though the problems from having children may continue, unabated. So it went that Magnolia, fresh from what many parents would have rated "a very poor" night of sleep, had her worst night of sleep ever. She was up at 1:30am, where I joined emily and we stayed up trying to cajole her until about 3:10am, when, loaded with infants tylenol, we tried to get her back down again, which we succeeded in doing for all of 90 minutes, when she was up again at 4:40something. To cut to the chase, at 6:00am I put her in the car and drove for two hours. When I got back, she had been quite for about an hour and slept maybe 15 minutes. During that time, I stopped at a gas station (which woke her up) to get gas as we were leaving for boston in a few hours. The gas station proffered many delicious treats including donughts, which if I had been any less of man, would have been the end of the diet. The real point of this story, is that I came back to the house (where the other three people staying there got a little relief from the endless crying) and passed out for an hour and half. When I woke up, slightly out of my mind, our hosts made us breakfast, which besides being totally unSoBe, was incredibly delicious, and eaten without any question.

1st Breakfast (Around 8am)
1/2 cup Blueberries
Blueberry Yoplait yogurt

2nd Breakfast (Around 10:45am)
3 Strips Bacon
3 Sausages
At least 3 Eggs
Coke Zero (coffee was not ready and I couldn't wait)

On the Road, Again
1/4 cup mixed unsalted nuts
mucho strawberries

Arrive Back in Boston
1 Hard Boiled Egg
1 Cheese Stick

Dinner
Caesar Salad
Cheese of about Five Slices of Pizza

Aside from worrying that Magnolia could perform a feat of superhumanness and stay up for three hours while we drove, the fact that that temperatures were climbing into the high 90s was also a source of tension. Add not enough sleep and a diet in shambles and it would have made for a hard car ride, except we were all doing our best to be totally quiet. We had to stop at the first Mass Pike service station, where a friendly old man claiming to be a farmer's market was selling strawberries. I bought some and ate a lot of them on the way home. That's when I realized that hungry people trapped in a car will eat anything that's in front of them. Glad I don't travel with Hostess Lemon Pies (hostess.com/lemonpies).
When we got back to Boston, we had guests coming over with kids; and you know on a 90 degree day that means take-out pizza. So I made the best of it, and once again swore like a sailor and promised myself I would go to the gym the next day (if I could get some sleep).

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