all going well

This weekend, so far, is going much better than last week's. Last week it poured rain the whole time, and we spent Saturday watching Yuri hammer chunks out of the hardwood floor to stop it popping up, and Rostyk shake his head over the state of our laptops (which are riddled with spyware.) The guys that do, and have done, all the work on our house, are trained computer engineers and from the Ukraine. However, they have found that there is a lot more money in Ireland doing things like installing heaters and hammering people's wooden floors. Rostyk is about 5'8", built like an acrobat, and has absolutely no hair on his head, including eyebrows. Yuri has hair, and Janet fancies him; I heard she even had a dirty dream about him last week.

Anyway, my little baby is teething, and was in a foul mood all last week. He pretty much cried all weekend, except for when I was nursing him or when he was being driven at high speeds down the freeway. It was like we were back to square one again, with an impenetrable newborn. I found myself craving vodka. Fortunately there was none in the house, and I had forgotten about the bottle of absinthe behind the bran flakes.

So things are going much better now. Both children seem happy today, and I even kept my little girl away from the TV for almost the entire day. The best news is I found a babysitter, who is a lovely girl with loads of nanny experience and is studying complementary therapies. She hasn't actually babysat yet, but the comfort in finding her is immense! I have just booked tickets to Mahler Symphony No. 2. Celebrate good times!