Weekend Update

We had a great weekend! Friday night we went to Copelands for our anniversary dinner. Justin insisted we take Gracy (he’s still figuring out all of the parenting stuff like taking a little one on a date night dinner means you have to entertain the little one the whole time). We decided next time Gracy can visit Gigi or Pap during Momma and Dada’s dates. Saturday we ran errands and then ate dinner with Justin’s dad, step-mom, step-brothers, grandparents, uncle, aunt, and cousins. Sunday we went to church and then ate lunch with Justin’s mom and step-dad. I was supposed to go run on Sunday, but it was rainy and cold so I chickened out:-). It was ok though, because they ended up not running the timed mile we were supposed to do because there were so few people that showed up to run. We relaxed during the afternoon and then I finished my cover letter and put 5 resumes in the mail for different Substance Abuse Treatment Providers. Wish me luck! We ate Sheryl’s gumbo for supper. It was amazing!



The beginning part of this week has been rough thus far. Gracy is teething and between crying, diarrhea, biting, and low fevers she has been VERY cranky. She’s doesn’t want to eat much and she’s decided she won’t take an afternoon nap unless Mommy’s holding her. Poor little baby:-( I went running/walking yesterday for about 45 minutes. Gracy loved that. It was nice out and Gracy lay back in the stroller and watched the other people outside enjoying the weather. Today we went to Barnes and Noble and I bought a Gre study book and Gracy picked out a puppy dog, textured, board book. I read it to her three times today. I know previously I mentioned her saying hi all of the time now, but her improvement deems notability. She even put the e sound on it once today; so instead of just ha it was ha-e. Getting better! And she waves when she says it! Although it was a rough day (Gracy’s nasty diarrhea, worrying about Kayli and baby banana-cake, and this weird elf-like dude trying to con me this evening – Don’t ask. . .) it ended on a positive note: Justin got the results of his final CPA exam. He passed with an 83. He passed all 4 parts on his first try. I couldn’t be prouder! After we got the news, we watched some American Idol (Siobhan is my favorite, I’ve decided) and hit the hay.



Hit the hay

Meaning: Go to bed.

Origin

The term hay was used in the USA to mean bed since the early 20th century. For example, from People You Know, by the American author George Ade, 1902:

"After Dinner he smoked one Perfecto and then, when he had put in a frolicsome Hour or so with the North American Review, he crawled into the Hay at 9.30 P.M."

In 1902, mattresses were often sacks stuffed with straw or hay (hence the similar phrase 'hit the sack').

The phrase 'hit the hay' seems to have originated in the US sports scene. The Oakland Tribune, July 1903, reported this:

"'Sam' Berger, the Olympic heavyweight ... was sleepy and he announced that 'he was going to hit the hay.'"

In 1905, Paxton Sport USA included this:

[the baseball player] "has a language of his own. Going to bed for him is to 'hit the hay.'"

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