The Peanut Chronicles

The Peanut Chronicles is closing up shop. A lot of things have gone on in Nut's life, which has been pretty serious. Seeing as my brother reads this, (hey Sean) I will say no further to what is up. However, I am still here and there... and you have my email if you want to keep in touch.

peace love and brown rice,

Joanna and the Nut

TPC is going on Hiatus until further notice due to an audit at work.

those of you who are interested in what's going on.... you know where to find me.

;P

We are being audited at work. I have now found the one down side to being on salary. I take work home.

It's incredibly hard to get work done when you have this to put to bed.

That would be Peanut, playing with Axel, the bear my cousin in Chicago gave him. They are best friends and partners in crime. It's amazing how many tiems I have woken up to find him giggling and talking baby talk to his little buddy.

In other news... the Bear and I are taking Colleen's advice (the doc, not the friend.) I can't say that I am not still shocked over the news. I am. I really am. But the Nutter makes us both giggle so much that we cry.

ahhh... there is nothing like rambling to make my day longer when I should be doing case studies.

PS thanks for the advice ladies.

Wow. really big news rocked little Nut's world on friday. REALLY big news. and the thing is, I can't believe I didn't see it coming. actually I did, I chose to ignore it. and until further notice, this is all you get as a teaser (sorry Hurri)

Funnier yet, I ran into three people I knew from doing a show when I was younger today!! i hadn't seen them since my mother's funeral. it was interesteing tht I ran into all three of them in different plasces while running errands with nutter. what is really great is that they all have young kids now!!! and we are going to have a play group/mom group! this will be great because Nut needs some friends who aren't over thirty and I need some people to talk to who HAVE KIDS because I think that they would understand a lot of the trails of Nut and mommyhood better then those who are assuming that they know all about kids and yet don't have any.

And my job is still just fabulous. Nut, by the way, says mom now. not mama, MOM. he only says Dada to the Bear. but me, it's mom.

My best friend is named hurricane. (actually, this is a legit nickname that my grandfather gave her.) tonight, after everythingblew up and I told the bear my darkest secret even though Quasi advised against it, she happened to call from Maine. and we talked. and talked. and talked. and it was wonderful. and refreshing.

why? because she is outraged. absoultly outraged with the immature backstabbing bitch. and she is outraged with the bear as well.

and it's friends like Hurricane that make problems seem better. I could talk about things with her that I can talk to no one about. and she knows EVERYTHING. and she is just as pissed off at people as I am form our past and angry over incidents that we finally discussed.

but most of all, she wants to take names and kick ass. and THAT'S why i love her.

"your good friend will pay your bail from jail. your BEST friend will be sitting on the bench next to you saying, "man, that was fun!'"

I couldn't agree more.

PS sue- I changed my mind and yes I want the cards. see your site for details.

This is the picture of the day.
This came from Autumn and Hulk's rehersal dinner.
I never thought I would see T-father so infatuated with a kid.
he can babysit anytime.

I am so happy to be back up here. I am just relaxing in my town, taking in the beauty of it all, cracking up at Nut who can’t get over the size of the trees around here. The Bear is busy with wedding party things so I am alone in town, visiting friends and relatives.

This morning I crashed a class with one of my prof’’s at the University. I walked in, with my coffee and bag and she looked up at me. It was actually kind of funny because she had been expecting my cousin to come in and talk to her social work class about volunteering with the YES house on campus. (The yes house is a volunteer center here.) She didn’t even put two and two together for a split second. Ironic, since Jewel looks absolutely NOTHING like me. But she gave me a hug and we chatted while the class shuffled in. She wanted to know every thing I had been up to. She new about the book and actually ordered it as her textbook for the class she is teaching next year on crisis response. (Insert little smile here. Yes, I feel a little smug.) That explains all those orders all of a sudden.

However, Prof Crone didn’t know about Peanut!! She was shocked that I had a seven month old (“but you are so skinny!”- Um. Ok. If you say so.) And thought the pix I had of Nut on my phone were hilarious!! Yes, my son is adorable.

But where is Nut right now? I am alone in my coffee shop (Ironic side note: one of my former students from the tutoring center I used to run just came in to say hi. He’ll be 19 this month. I met him when he was 13. My god, time flies.) Mostly doing case reports to email to myself at work. I let the Bear take him because the guys wanted to hang out with him as they do wedding stuff. Whatever. I need a break every once and awhile but can never admit to that other wise I would be called a bad mother, right? Might as well let the Nut hang out with guys and get the “dude time”. I’m going to have him all night anyway at the hotel as the Bear sleeps over at the guys place.

I did a bunch of Xmas shopping while in SW. Went to some of my favorite places, ate my ginger garlic potatoes over the big blue. I noticed something while I was in the local herbal shop buying tea for Punk. I actually feel like when I am in outskirts, part of my soul has withered and died. Really. I can’t describe it any other way then to describe this vague empty feeling. When I walked into the herbal shop, I don’t quite know how to describe it. I felt whole again? Full up? Sure. I guess that’s a happy fun puffs way of saying it.

Bear just called. Panic. There is only one diaper in the diaper bag!! GOD FORBID! My response? “And what would you like me to do about that?”

“uhhh… go to the hotel and get some more and bring them to me.”

The hotel, from where I am, is about 15 miles away. The hotel, from where he is, is about 5 miles away.

The answer is no. what a horrible mother I am. Shame on me. He can get off his ass and go to the hotel and get some more or buy some at the local shop. Not that big of a fucking deal.

Any way, tomorrow is Autumn and Hulk’s wedding. It’s an outdoor wedding and so far the weather has been cloudy and cool, but now the sun is peaking out. Crossing the fingers that it may be beautiful tomorrow. I certainly hope so. Autumn has enough going wrong as it is. Let’s put it this way” you think my in laws are bad? HA! We should start a club.

What else? Bear bought the business. He “secured 50 grand from Bill Johnson” but needed to get another 25 grand to buy the school. He was going to go to the bank but instead he got into a conversation with Able Johnson, Bill’s 19-year-old son, who had 25 grand to buy into the business with.

What kind of 19-year-old kid has 25 grand just hanging around and is able to buy a fricking business with it? Really? I want to know! And he lives on the wrong side of the tracks in Dinora!!! Shit. That’s amazing to me.

I went to visit Little Buddha in his office today and he was n interviews. Turns out they are looking for a stipend coordinator for the department in the University. What kills me is that this was MY STIPEND and if I applied for the position up here it would have paid back my stipend and I could have moved back here!!!! WTF?!?! I could have been gone from metropolis and all the bitchy people who I hate and been back where things make sense. Bummer.

Oh yes... and the picture of the day...

He really wanted some of my potatoes....

Nice people,
always smiling,
always laid back,
down to earth.
oragnic food,
cooler weather,
Ocean,
large trees,
vegan food,
kick ass farmer's market,
garlic ginger potatoes,

... I must have gone home to Scarlet Wood!

oh yes, home sweet home!!!

Here I am sitting at work late last week. it was getting late in my time zone so it was late in First Year's time zone.

let me tell you about First Year. I have been chatting with first year via blog for well over a year and a half. she found me thorugh someone else. we have hit it off despite me being an old lady in compairison (hahahaha... I know. funny.) She is trying to make it through law school. I was trying to make it through grad school. we laugh a lot.

she is one of the few blogging buddies who got "the peanut has landed" email when the Nut was born. she's one of the few people who know where metropolis is as well as my real name. and she cracks me up, pretty much on daily baisis. she also puts things into prespective for me a lot.

I digress... I was working late last week and she popped up on my gmail chat. our converstaion was the following (Sorry, FY):

9:22 PM FY: wave
Just saying hi, I see you're at work :)

9:23 PM me: YUP JUST A SEC
sorry aboutthe caps

FY: lol ;)

10:05 PM me: working late sucks. I'm going home. have a good night!

FY: Same to you, just wanted to say dont be offended by my recent post
Please

me: oh lord.. what is it about?

8:06 PM FY: breast feeding :)

me: grrrr.... I'll survive. :P

FY: I'll let you read on your own, I am sure you will

me: when I have the time. night! :)

I went home. I was curious about her take on the whole boobie debate. no really, I was! it's common knowledge that I was very sad when Nut seemed to want everyone's boobs but mine. it's also pretty well known that I didn't produce enough milk. guess this makes me a bad mother, according to the Nazi La Leche League and lots of other people. But I think that Ms. FY covered all the facts in breast nazi-ness wonderfully. so I give the award this month to FY. congrats girlie.

Oh, and I'll chat with you at work any day. :P

for really good reads go here and here.

He is just saying with this chair
"come here my children and embrace my evilness! learn to talk in the third person! tanturm when you don't get your way! twalk with a whisp! join me and the dark side and together we can rule the galaxy as father and son!"
(uhhh... strike that last part.)

You get the idea

I heard Nut stirring this afternoon. It was the glorious sound of baby babbling and cooing with a few giggles thrown in for good resolve. I sat outside the door to our bedroom for about ten minutes listening to this. There is something so calming and sweet about babies waking up from the afternoon nap.

Eventually, I snuck into the room so to surprise nut and get him to giggle. I opened the door and crawled over to the bed. Nut had my big fluffy comforter pulled over his head. He was babbling absent mindedly from underneath the blankets. I snuck up and pulled the blanket back.

There was my little nut. His diaper had come off. He was playing with his penis.

I am sorry, but did I walk in on the year 2021?

He looked at me as if to say, “hey mom! Look what I found! And it’s fun to play with too!” He was giggling and “playing”.

I just laughed.

My name is Peanut, and I have a penis.

I scooped him up and told him that everyone does it and he wouldn’t go blind.

Sigh…

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