7 Quick Takes, Told (Almost) Exclusively in Film

Are you on Vine?  Since having my hissy fit about Instagram a while ago and killing my account, I've been desperately wandering around the internet, dejectedly looking for a replacement.

Enter Vine.  It's like Hogwort's moving portraits met Instagram and had seven second babies.
I love it.
And, if you have an iPhone, you'll love it too.
If you have something that isn't an iPhone, then you're not going to love it, since you can't download it yet.

I know.  Programmers, Y U No Like Android?

Anyway, Ken's been on a business trip in Atlanta since Monday.  This has sucked because it means that I've been el parento loco-oops-I-mean-solo since we dropped him off at the airport.  I love my kids to death, but I haven't had a face-to-face conversation with another adult in over 96 hours, and it's a little trying.

All you military wives and mothers are frigging saints.  Seriously.

Point.
96 hours deep into a week-long business trip, and my capacity for rational thought is more or less shot.  So here's my week and my quick takes in Vines (each video is only seven seconds long, so don't feel like this is going to be a big investment of your quick take time).
(oh, and you miss out on the looping nature of Vine with these posts, which is probably a feature, not a bug)

1.

We started things out like any female would:  with a pedicure.  However, I only have free child labor supplying me with nail care, and you know what they say about getting what you paid for.

2.

Then, thanks to your advice, I planned one fun thing for each day Ken would be gone.  Monday's fun thing was dinner at Red Robin ("fun" applies only to the kids, obviously).  The kids tried to eat their feelings with sub-standard macaroni and cheese, but their longing for the pater familias came through in this Vine:

3.
Tuesday's fun thing was supposed to be the Cub Scout Blue and Gold dinner (yes, there is a theme here).  But there were lots of wicked sounding coughs and dark circles under eyes and whatnot, so I sent Joaquin to the dinner with the neighbor, and the rest of us stayed home and sort of entertained ourselves with what was at hand.

4.
Wednesday was supposed to be an outing to the library, but we got iced into our driveway, and with no Ken around to shovel it out, we instead ordered pizza (see? theme!) and rented "Coraline", which received mixed reviews, and lost some viewers' attention:

5.
We also watched the baby do this:

(which I include because I love her fat-thighed leg kicking back as counterbalance)

6.
Thursday's outing did not, shockingly, include food.  We went to the art museum, where I was told it was a violation of security measures to wear the baby in a sling on my back, that I'd have to carry her in the front.
Ummm...ok?

(this was about how long we were allowed to look at each piece before moved along an empty museum by a member of the security battalion they seem to have employed.)

7.
And now, it feels like this stupid business trip is never going to end, and I'm going to have to deal with this knucklehead by myself for the remainder of his frenetic childhood.

There you go.  This time next week, I've been told by Old Gringo that I'll be wearing my NEW BOOTS!!!!, so be sure to download that Vine app for not-at-all-annoying video of that happy little event.

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