Ahhh, another hour to myself. Lucky me.
I keep reminding myself to tell this Punkin Head story:
She fell off My Honeys lap the other night - don't ask, he doesn't know. "She was there then she wasn't." Apparently she hit her jaw on Grandpa's chair and then fell to the floor. Somewhere along the way she also bit her tongue which bled. I am sure it was pretty traumatic for everyone there. Except for Bubba who said "that was funny."
I had called home that night from work as I usually do to get a kid update and see how My Honey was and he tells me the story: Baby fell out of my lap, hit her chin, bit her tongue etc. It was either that night when I went in to feed her or the next morning, but the funniest thing happened. She is saying "Da Da Da" as I go into the room, and I tell her "It's me Ma Ma." She keeps saying "Da Da Da." When I get to her crib I see her with her hand in her mouth still saying "Da Da Da" as if she is trying to tell me that she fell off daddy’s lap and hit her mouth. Amazing. It is scary how early they try to communicate. She is clearly wanting to do a better job of it too, she gets in the car with me and Bubba and its a competition to see who can get the most sounds out between her and him. What will that look like in a year? Bubba was speaking very well at 2. (And non-stop ever since.)
Its great to see her trying something though because I swear she is not the least bit interested in crawling or walking. But she can ROLL anywhere she wants to. Anywhere!
And lastly, its FRICKIN COLD here. Its been in the 50-60's until Sunday. Then it turned COLD. It's all of 35 degrees today. I know, it’s the end of October for goodness sake, but please, couldn't we have gradually eased into winter? BRRRRRRR
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Monday, October 30, 2006
Celtic Horoscope
| You Are A Chestnut Tree |
 You are a born diplomat with a well developed sense of justice. And even though you're impressive and intimidating, you're also fun to be around. You can be irritated easily, and you sometimes act superior. Nevertheless, you are sensitive of others feelings and very loyal. Sometimes you feel misunderstood and are fiercely close to those who know you best. |
Not sure about the "impressive and intimidating" but the rest is pretty good
Quiet Time
I love it when Bubba is off to preschool, Punkin Head is down for a nap and I have an hour to do nothing. It is so rare. So this is one of those hours and here I am. Not a bad place to be.
Yeah, I was pretty whiny yesterday. Since I don’t work for the next 3 days, work doesn’t seem so bad. But I go back for 7 days straight and I might turn into the whiny-one again.
Tomorrow is Halloween. Bubba has wanted to be a fireman ~ until two days ago. Then he decided he wanted to be a tyrannosaurs rex. I had to (gently) remind him that we were working on a fire-truck thing for the stroller and Punkin Head was going to be a Dalmatian (thank you to the creativity of my work-gals!!) So he remembered and we are back on track. Whew!
The stroller thing is just some cardboard painted red, with some fire-truck stuff on it. Well, it will be when we get it finished. That should happen today. Hopefully I can make it look mostly like a fire truck. We shall see! I considered trying to dress like a ladder or something. Someone else at work suggested a hose – “yeah, you could go as a hoser” she told me. I can be stuck in the 80’s I actually laughed at that. The term actually brings back a lot of memories. Memories of movies, people and events. Thank you 80’s. Where would I be without you?
Yeah, I was pretty whiny yesterday. Since I don’t work for the next 3 days, work doesn’t seem so bad. But I go back for 7 days straight and I might turn into the whiny-one again.
Tomorrow is Halloween. Bubba has wanted to be a fireman ~ until two days ago. Then he decided he wanted to be a tyrannosaurs rex. I had to (gently) remind him that we were working on a fire-truck thing for the stroller and Punkin Head was going to be a Dalmatian (thank you to the creativity of my work-gals!!) So he remembered and we are back on track. Whew!
The stroller thing is just some cardboard painted red, with some fire-truck stuff on it. Well, it will be when we get it finished. That should happen today. Hopefully I can make it look mostly like a fire truck. We shall see! I considered trying to dress like a ladder or something. Someone else at work suggested a hose – “yeah, you could go as a hoser” she told me. I can be stuck in the 80’s I actually laughed at that. The term actually brings back a lot of memories. Memories of movies, people and events. Thank you 80’s. Where would I be without you?
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Recent ramblings
Wow, its only been a week. What a week. I don’t even know where to start.
Kids: fine
Work: not fine
Family: not fine
That about sums it up.
Kids are doing good. Punkin Head actually slept through the night for the past few nights which is a nice change from waking at 1 or 2am and staying awake for 2 hours! Bubba is alright too.
Work is a mess. In October we started 10-hour shifts with alternating weekends off. It’s actually a dream (I have not had a Saturday or Sunday off in succession unless it was requested in years) but it has been quite a challenge because our workers are few. The beauty of shift work is the hours are flexible. The ugly of shift work is the hours can be flexed. My hours were flexed. Instead of going to work at 1pm and getting off at 11pm I will go in at 3pm and get off at 1am. UGH. This is only through the end of the year though. And I’ts actually better than working overtime. Plus I have alternating weekends off. Remember weekends off.
Family. I have a very sick grandma. We aren't especially close. She isn't the soft and cuddly one (that one has been gone for almost 20 years). Grandma has been in the hospital since the 16th. The Doctors have not been able to figure out exactly what is wrong. She is old (almost 80) and was in relatively good health. But she has some kind of infection where she has been unconscious since she came out of surgery on the 18th. They did surgery to check for kidney, stomach, bowel and/or liver problems. The good news was they found nothing wrong, even with her liver (the woman was a hard drinking smoker for most of her life). The bad news was they didn’t find anything wrong and she had difficulty coming out of the surgery. They had intubated her (put her on a ventilator) just prior to surgery and she hadn’t been off it until yesterday. So all of this is no big deal EXCEPT she is DNR (do not resuscitate). So the question in my mind for the past two weeks is how far is too far.
Not having talked to her myself about anything of this nature, it is totally not my place to even question what the kids (my dad, aunt and uncles) are doing, but I still have my own questions about what to do for my parents, My Honeys parents, My Honey, my kids and myself.
Granted there are a lot of issues; age, health, their wishes to name a few. But I have come to the conclusion that I could not make that decision for my immediate family. Even though I can seem to be emotionally removed from them, I don’t think I could make that choice, go through with it and live with it. Not only that, survivors would need somewhere to transfer that anger during grieving, and I don’t want to have to shoulder that. So I have told my mother-in-law and mom that they should consider someone that isn’t family to make those decisions. That’s the truth. As I watch my Dad, aunt and uncles deal with this, I feel bad for them that it’s their decision when the world is turned upside down for them anyway. Their Mother is in the hospital for goodness sake, and then asking them to decide whether she lives or dies??
Yeah, that’s my inner struggle for the past two weeks.
Kids: fine
Work: not fine
Family: not fine
That about sums it up.
Kids are doing good. Punkin Head actually slept through the night for the past few nights which is a nice change from waking at 1 or 2am and staying awake for 2 hours! Bubba is alright too.
Work is a mess. In October we started 10-hour shifts with alternating weekends off. It’s actually a dream (I have not had a Saturday or Sunday off in succession unless it was requested in years) but it has been quite a challenge because our workers are few. The beauty of shift work is the hours are flexible. The ugly of shift work is the hours can be flexed. My hours were flexed. Instead of going to work at 1pm and getting off at 11pm I will go in at 3pm and get off at 1am. UGH. This is only through the end of the year though. And I’ts actually better than working overtime. Plus I have alternating weekends off. Remember weekends off.
Family. I have a very sick grandma. We aren't especially close. She isn't the soft and cuddly one (that one has been gone for almost 20 years). Grandma has been in the hospital since the 16th. The Doctors have not been able to figure out exactly what is wrong. She is old (almost 80) and was in relatively good health. But she has some kind of infection where she has been unconscious since she came out of surgery on the 18th. They did surgery to check for kidney, stomach, bowel and/or liver problems. The good news was they found nothing wrong, even with her liver (the woman was a hard drinking smoker for most of her life). The bad news was they didn’t find anything wrong and she had difficulty coming out of the surgery. They had intubated her (put her on a ventilator) just prior to surgery and she hadn’t been off it until yesterday. So all of this is no big deal EXCEPT she is DNR (do not resuscitate). So the question in my mind for the past two weeks is how far is too far.
Not having talked to her myself about anything of this nature, it is totally not my place to even question what the kids (my dad, aunt and uncles) are doing, but I still have my own questions about what to do for my parents, My Honeys parents, My Honey, my kids and myself.
Granted there are a lot of issues; age, health, their wishes to name a few. But I have come to the conclusion that I could not make that decision for my immediate family. Even though I can seem to be emotionally removed from them, I don’t think I could make that choice, go through with it and live with it. Not only that, survivors would need somewhere to transfer that anger during grieving, and I don’t want to have to shoulder that. So I have told my mother-in-law and mom that they should consider someone that isn’t family to make those decisions. That’s the truth. As I watch my Dad, aunt and uncles deal with this, I feel bad for them that it’s their decision when the world is turned upside down for them anyway. Their Mother is in the hospital for goodness sake, and then asking them to decide whether she lives or dies??
Yeah, that’s my inner struggle for the past two weeks.
Friday, October 20, 2006
Potty Talk
Yesterday morning I am standing at the kitchen sink. My Honey came up behind me to give me a hug so we are standing there his front to my back.
Bubba comes up and says “Mom, move your bum. Dad move your … (he pauses) penis. I want in the hug.” That’s how my day started, in a fit of laughter I shared everywhere I could for the past 24 hours!
Bubba comes up and says “Mom, move your bum. Dad move your … (he pauses) penis. I want in the hug.” That’s how my day started, in a fit of laughter I shared everywhere I could for the past 24 hours!
Friday, October 06, 2006
School Daze
I picked up Bubba from pre-school the other day and he comes running over with a girl. He says to me "This is my friend and I am going to marry her." Okay then, I think, lets explore this.
"You are? What's your friends name?" I ask
He looks at me, pauses, looks at her and says "what's your name?"
She answers and he says "Her name is _____, and I am going to marry her." Alright then, it's settled. It was so cute! I could hardly not laugh out loud! Kids.
On the way home I asked how school was. He told me fine, and then "I kissed _____." Hmmm, it must be love (ha ha ha) so we talked about how its not alright to kiss at school. But it took me back a few years. Like 30. I remember kissing boys at school. But not in pre-school.
We are having trouble getting into the swing of afternoon school. Luckily Punkin Head has started to nap between 9 and 11, so Bubba and I can concentrate (some days harder than others) on getting ourselves ready. I think that's what the challenge is, we BOTH have to get ready. I cant just get him ready and we're off, I have to be ready for work too. We're getting used to it, but its been quite a transition.
"You are? What's your friends name?" I ask
He looks at me, pauses, looks at her and says "what's your name?"
She answers and he says "Her name is _____, and I am going to marry her." Alright then, it's settled. It was so cute! I could hardly not laugh out loud! Kids.
On the way home I asked how school was. He told me fine, and then "I kissed _____." Hmmm, it must be love (ha ha ha) so we talked about how its not alright to kiss at school. But it took me back a few years. Like 30. I remember kissing boys at school. But not in pre-school.
We are having trouble getting into the swing of afternoon school. Luckily Punkin Head has started to nap between 9 and 11, so Bubba and I can concentrate (some days harder than others) on getting ourselves ready. I think that's what the challenge is, we BOTH have to get ready. I cant just get him ready and we're off, I have to be ready for work too. We're getting used to it, but its been quite a transition.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Vegas Baby
What a great trip! 5 days, no kids, nothing to do but nothing!
We really needed the time away. It was so nice.
We got there Wednesday, had a Bachelorette gathering for my sister (little sister #2) that night. Rented a Hummer limo for the 10-12 of us, cruised town. The driver took us to Freemont for the (not so) amazing light show. Her future in-laws kept her out until 4 am.
Thursday (day of the wedding) was busy, she had a nail appointment at 11, hair at 2. Needless to say she was trashed! ... The hair was a special event. She was having her hair and makeup done for the wedding. She also made an appointment for her daughter who is 5 to have her hair put up. It was so sweet! She (the 5 year old) sat like a princess while getting her hair done and then was angelic until it was time for the wedding.
The wedding was perfect. The weather held, not too windy, not too hot, just right for an outdoor wedding and the reception was great.
Friday My Honey and I wandered around town. Nothing too exciting. Checked out the mile-long mall thing. Those are some nice stores. Nothing like I have here in my little town! I was afraid to go into some of them because I am such white trash compared to their clients.
That night we went to the Rio for the Penn and Teller show. This was my drunk night and they were funny, funny, funny! (Or so I thought). I like the Rio, wouldn't stay there, its too far out of the way, but the Mardi Gras atmosphere is so fun!
Saturday we had tickets to see La Reve at the Wynn. What an amazing hotel! NICE. It is one of the newer hotels and it is classy. I really liked it. Not a place I could afford to stay, but it was a nice visit. We treated ourselves to a REALLY NICE dinner at the SW in the Wynn. Unfortunately we weren't dressed well enough to show us off on the patio, so we were seated in what I have affectionately come to call the "White Trash" section. It was (literally) in a back corner of the restaurant. But the view of the "pretty people" was great. The service (even in the "White Trash" section) was fabulous! I will have to remember to write about it. It's worthy of its own post! The show was, well ... interesting. It was like a Cirque du Soleil-type show. Doesn't really tell a story, just shows off amazing bodies and talents. The staging was fascinating!
Its a theater in the round, the stage was round and surrounded by water. Again, this show is worthy of its own post, because it will take too many words to describe it.
Sunday was check out day, but we didn't fly out until 7 pm. If I had to do it again, I would buy a pool pass or plan a spa day instead of wandering around the hotel. Big waste of money. I could have been REALLY pampered for what I lost at that stinking place. Oh well, it was a good time. Really good time. We won't wait 6 years to take an extended vacation by ourselves again.
My Dad and His Wife tell me that the kids were great, and I am choosing to believe that. (Its not easy!) They visited a wildlife refuge, kids discovery-type museum, went on nature walks and fed the horses every day. Fun stuff.
We really needed the time away. It was so nice.
We got there Wednesday, had a Bachelorette gathering for my sister (little sister #2) that night. Rented a Hummer limo for the 10-12 of us, cruised town. The driver took us to Freemont for the (not so) amazing light show. Her future in-laws kept her out until 4 am.
Thursday (day of the wedding) was busy, she had a nail appointment at 11, hair at 2. Needless to say she was trashed! ... The hair was a special event. She was having her hair and makeup done for the wedding. She also made an appointment for her daughter who is 5 to have her hair put up. It was so sweet! She (the 5 year old) sat like a princess while getting her hair done and then was angelic until it was time for the wedding.
The wedding was perfect. The weather held, not too windy, not too hot, just right for an outdoor wedding and the reception was great.
Friday My Honey and I wandered around town. Nothing too exciting. Checked out the mile-long mall thing. Those are some nice stores. Nothing like I have here in my little town! I was afraid to go into some of them because I am such white trash compared to their clients.
That night we went to the Rio for the Penn and Teller show. This was my drunk night and they were funny, funny, funny! (Or so I thought). I like the Rio, wouldn't stay there, its too far out of the way, but the Mardi Gras atmosphere is so fun!
Saturday we had tickets to see La Reve at the Wynn. What an amazing hotel! NICE. It is one of the newer hotels and it is classy. I really liked it. Not a place I could afford to stay, but it was a nice visit. We treated ourselves to a REALLY NICE dinner at the SW in the Wynn. Unfortunately we weren't dressed well enough to show us off on the patio, so we were seated in what I have affectionately come to call the "White Trash" section. It was (literally) in a back corner of the restaurant. But the view of the "pretty people" was great. The service (even in the "White Trash" section) was fabulous! I will have to remember to write about it. It's worthy of its own post! The show was, well ... interesting. It was like a Cirque du Soleil-type show. Doesn't really tell a story, just shows off amazing bodies and talents. The staging was fascinating!
Its a theater in the round, the stage was round and surrounded by water. Again, this show is worthy of its own post, because it will take too many words to describe it.
Sunday was check out day, but we didn't fly out until 7 pm. If I had to do it again, I would buy a pool pass or plan a spa day instead of wandering around the hotel. Big waste of money. I could have been REALLY pampered for what I lost at that stinking place. Oh well, it was a good time. Really good time. We won't wait 6 years to take an extended vacation by ourselves again.
My Dad and His Wife tell me that the kids were great, and I am choosing to believe that. (Its not easy!) They visited a wildlife refuge, kids discovery-type museum, went on nature walks and fed the horses every day. Fun stuff.
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