The Dolphin Show

So I already stated that the pool was the kids favorite part of vacation. Mia would perform the "dolphin show" everyday. There would be lots of singing and different tricks into and out of the water. The last day Mike helped her and would push her out of the water like the dolphins and whales did to the performers at Sea World. She is very confident in the water and now and will even do cannonballs into the deep end.

Mason got a little more confident everyday and was starting to hang on to the side of the hot tub (he likes the hot tub vs the pool) and kick. He'd only do it on the step for pictures though.

My cousin Karen, her daughter Emily and my Aunt Betty came and spent a pool day with us Saturday. I hadn't seen my cousin since her wedding in 1994 and it was the first time I had met Emily who is now 10. Wow! It was great seeing her but somehow I didn't have my camera with me then and I didn't get one picture of them. Her husband, Bruce, and son, Zach, came up later Saturday afternoon. When we decided we had enough the pool and was starting to gather our things my left side of my face started to feel warm. Of course, I sunburned half of my face. I had the raccoon eyes going from my sunglasses but one side if my head was definitely darker (red) then the other side. I felt like one of those villain cartoon characters where one side of their face is normal and the other evil.

Later that night Aunt Betty babysat all the kids and let us go out and have a nice dinner with Karen and Bruce. It was nice catching up and getting some good food. We went for Sushi but it was really hard deciding on something as Orlando had every restaurant imaginable and we're used to Holland where there isn't that many good places to eat.

Well, I think this will end the vacation wrap-up as I'm sure everyone doesn't want to hear every little detail of our lives. Just the highlights right? and hopefully not to much griping.

Shamu Shamu Sea World was a great deal as I found a discount online and with any paid ticket you get a 2nd day free. So all of us (My SIL's family too) went to Sea World Friday. It started out great as Mia LOVES animals and was excited to pet Rays and see dolphins. We saw the some shows, some exhibits and then found the best part of the park. The free beer! As Sea World is owned by Anhueser Busch they had a hospitality room where they handed out samples (regular size beers). I am not a big fan of Budweiser but they had all kinds to include Rolling Rock, Kirin and Amberbock. The park was pretty crowded so we just kept getting back in line. Then we saw Shamu's show and went to the "Happy Harbor" where there's kid's rides, games and a huge net tunnel system. This is where Mike lost it. Mason wanted to go up in the tunnels so he went with Mia and their cousin Bailey. Mike followed as Mason is really tiny and thought he'd need help. Mason was quick and just kept going and while Mike helped Mia.... Mason took off with Bailey following (Thank God she stuck with him!). They got to the tunnels where 5 or 6 would intersect into each other and the other children basically used Mason as a stepping stone. Mike couldn't get past the other kids and therefore couldn't get to the kids. Bailey got Mason to turn around and they eventually made it back to Mike. Mike said the tunnels felt like an oven and must have been about 120F inside. He said he was just happy to get his kid back alive and unharmed.

Then he came down REALLY pissed off and we left the park. Just a note there were a lot of school field trips and we see groups of children (or just a few) with their matching T-shirts walking around unsupervised. They were not at an age where I would have let them navigate the park unchaperoned. Good to know that I'm going to have to volunteer to chaperon to make sure my children our safe on their future school field trips.

The scene of the crime.

We went back to the condo and to the pool. Al (my SIL), says, "you know it's sad because this is the happiest our kids have been in the last two days." Not at Disney, not at Sea World.... at the pool where there is no admission charge.

We did go back to Sea World last Tuesday before we came home. It was much better! We actually had a good time. We some 3 shows and this time was down front for the Shamu show (right in the heart of the Splash zone but it missed us and we remained totally dry). The kids did some rides, got their picture with Shamu (the character walking around) and we still left early enough to go to the pool when we went back to the condo.

Happiest Place on Earth my A**

So the first day out we went to Epcot. I chose Epcot because it is the one park we didn't do last year, I remembered something with Dinosaurs there, I thought the kids would enjoy seeing the different countries and I heard Soarin' was a good ride. A poor choice for the kids. I think most of it was above them and there wasn't one ride that Mason was tall enough to get on. Mia really wanted to see Mulan so we went to China and Mushu the dragon was out. We were the lone family visiting with Mushu and I asked the guy when Mulan was coming back out and he said, "not today". So the ONE thing Mia wanted to see there was not happening. The ONE thing I wanted to do there didn't happen either as they had stopped giving out Fast Passes for Soarin' before noon and the wait was 90 minutes.

Wednesday was spent by the pool and Mike's sister, Alice, and her family came up that evening. We all went to the Magic Kingdom on Thursday and Seaworld on Friday. We will never again go to Disney in April. It was packed (or course it's spring break) as I think there were almost double the people there then our visit last year. That did not make for a fun time. We'd be at the park (even at Epcot) for about an hour and the kids would start crying to leave and go home to the pool. NICE! We had a really hard time trying to leave the Magic Kingdom as people crowded, pushed and screamed, "Can you let me out, I'm just trying to get out". Yeah, you and the rest of us. We got separated of course and Mike and this story to tell me when we met up. Mia had fallen asleep in the stroller before we left and Mike pushed her while I carried Mason. Mike said they were standing at a stand still when the guy in front of him who looked to be 80 turned around and started kicking the stroller. (we understand that occasionally while walking in a crowd we have bumped into the back of people with the stroller but they were at a stand still). Mike says, "Uh, What are you doing? My 5-year old is sleeping". The guy looks up at Mike and says, "I'm just sooo frustrated". Mike: "Well you better stop kicking my daughter." The guy, "I'm just so frustrated". Mike: "You're pretty tough with my 5-year old daughter but if you kick her any more I'm going to kick your a**". The guy: "Well, I just had heart surgery two days ago." Mike: "I don't give a s***, that's my daughter". Then the crowd started moving again and they went their separate ways. That puts you in a great mood just as you leave the park.

Don't get me wrong there were good times in there but the whining (of my children), the rudeness (of other people) and the long waits + hot weather pretty much ruined it for us. At one point, I turned to my SIL and said (as I was putting my camera away), "I don't know why I bother trying to take all these fake pictures of a great time". I guess it's so I can look back and say, "Oh, look what a great time we had (because we're all smiling)". So I took the picture of Mia above so I could remember what it was really like:)

I'll rant about Sea World tomorrow.

We're off to Florida

OK, we were off to Florida last week but I just thought I'd show the natural progression of flight when you have a night flight with kids. First- very excited, Second- snack with a movie to be followed by the "Crash".

We were pleasantly surprised how our travels turned out until we reached our condo. We rented from a guy on VRBO. In one of his e-mails it read, "print out this e-mail and show it to the guard at the gate so he knows you're renting from me." So it's about 1:30 am I show the guard the e-mail and he says, "it doesn't show your dates on here so I can't let you in". So he trys to call the owner who of course doesn't answer his phone because it's after 1:30 in the morning. The guard guy does "vouch" for us and let us in after all. We finally get to the condo to find the owner had given us the wrong code on the lock box and we cannot get in. Mike and I are getting really pissed off with the realization that we came all this way and we're going to end up sleeping in the car. I cannot let it go so I start checking the windows and find one unlocked..... I popped the screen, crawled through the window and unlocked the front door. Yes, I started my vacation with some B & E. It ended up being OK as I was able to get a hold of the owner the next morning who told me the right code to get the key so we weren't stranded in the condo.

Anyway, I thought I'd start off our vacation "telling" with pictures of Mia at Epcot for my mom.

I walked into one of the stores in Japan because I saw Hello Kitty. It was Hello Kitty mecca and what 30 something woman isn't obsessed with Hello Kitty? I know I'm not alone just admit it.

So at the back end of the store they have more traditional type items from Japan with a section just of Kimonos. The girls saw Mia and dressed her up. I thought my mom would LOVE seeing Mia in a kimono. After that we grabbed some lunch and Mia being the noodle lover she is went for some Udon noodles. She of course slurped them in true Japanese fashion. See mom, some of your genes made it into the kids:)

The boy who didn't cry wolf

While I had been fighting yet another cold this week the kids seemed fine. Monday they seemed a little stuffy so I gave them some cold medicine but that was it. Tuesday when I went to pick the kids up from school I arrived to find Mason asleep. Their teacher said Mason came up to her and said, "I need to go lie down". So she read him a story and he fell asleep. If only it worked that way it home. The kid stopped napping shortly after he turned 2 and I battle all night to get both kids into bed at night. Around dinner time Tuesday night Mason started holding his right ear and crying, "ear hurts". Mike said that he had been playing with his ears and Mason didn't like it. This went on for an hour or so and then he seemed fine the rest of the night. In fact, I had the usual fight to get him to go to bed. Wednesday he wakes up holding his ear again crying and moaning. Then he starts switching holding the other ear. Most of the time he acts normal. No fever nothing. I take a flashlight and look in his ears and it doesn't even look pink so I'm starting to think he's just fine and likes the attention from me. I decide since we're getting on an airplane Monday I better take him to the doctor just in case so we go later Wednesday afternoon. Sure enough he has ear infections. I just felt bad all around. First because I doubted him really being sick and second because I also felt a little justified going to the doctor since he was sick. So he's on antibiotics acting totally normal. I'm hoping we don't get sick (sicker) on our vacation. I think I'm just as excited as the kids are. Tomorrow I need to start packing, I dread that. It's not so much the clothes part but the carseats, strollers, etc.

I'm off to try to get some sleep since I'm sure I'll get none the next two nights.

A Pet Peeve

Can't sleep so I thought I'd write about one of the many things that annoy me.

A couple of weeks ago I participated in a Fundraiser that involved getting my kids pictures taken. I read about the boy who the Fundraiser was helping in the local paper and the story got to me so when a friend e-mailed about the Fundraiser I was very willing.

The Fundraiser was to have your kid's pictures taken with that "antique" motif in sepia for $10 and you got a free 10x13 picture. 100% of the money went to the boy and who doesn't like pictures of their kids. I'm not really a fan of the "Antique" look and would have rather have had my kid's pictures in normal clothes but I just went with it. Today was the day I went back to view the photos and pick up my free picture. It's not just this photographer mind you because everyone does it (my pet peeve) Sears, Olan Mills, the pre-school photographer for the school, etc. Here's how it went down.
I knew before I got there the cost of the packages (starting at $129.95) so I thought maybe I'd buy just a couple of sheets if I liked some of the pictures. I knew there'd be some good pictures since my kid's thought the photographer was the funniest man on earth and couldn't stop laughing during the sitting. I walked in and he laid out all the pictures and the prices and walked away. At least there was no pressure. He had printed out 8x10s, 5x7s, wallets and proofs for each of 17 different poses. Sheets were $40 a piece and all the photos were great. The "goofed up" shot was Mason flipping Mia off but it was still darn cute. Truly, I don't know what he was doing with his hand... they're both laughing (smiling) but his middle finger is clearly alone pointing up. That would have been a good one to have for the scrapbook. Anyway, I don't know how I did it but I didn't buy anything. It was torture. So what is my pet peeve.... the knowledge that they're just throwing all those great pictures in the trash.

End of rant.

Rising from the ashes once again

I'm starting to see light at the end of the tunnel from being sick again. Easter was great, Monday was OK, then Tuesday it went downhill. Usually when I'm sick, I'm the worst in the morning and I feel better as the day goes on. This time it was reverse. As time ticked by I slowly turned into an invalid. Then came Wednesday when Mike had to come home and I slept for over 18 hours straight. To top it off the kids weren't sick. Thank god for TV because who knows what they would've been into with me passing out when their under my watch. That's one of my biggest complaints of being a SAHM, no sick days ever. I can't even drop dead because of the worry of who will watch the kids. Anyway, I'm awake and healing.
How did I get sick you ask.... well you didn't but I'm posing the question anyway. Every time I'm exposed to certain children, someone in my family is sick days later. Maybe I'm allergic to them or something. It's weird and I'm not making it up.... every time we spend any amount of time with these kids we're takin' down. Anyway, we've been locked up in the house for a couple of days now and my kids have cabin fever. Spring better come soon.

Happy Easter

I actually prepared Easter eggs this year. I figure egg salad sandwich... throw them in a salad they'll get used. I haven't had a hard boiled egg in a long time. Maybe if the kids see me eat one they'll want them too. The rest of the pictures are from the kids Easter egg hunt it wasn't so much as a hunt as a feeding frenzy. I think the kids had all the eggs cleared out in 5 minutes. This was are 3rd year going and the kids loved it. What's not to love? Free candy and lots of it. We had a great day today as well. I hope to have some time to better recap the weekend.

Good Friday

My mom was going to come visit Friday yesterday but due to a very sick dog (he's been at the vet ALL week) didn't come in case it wasn't good news when they called. Sooo, since Mike had the day off too we went to Meijer Gardens to see the butterflies. Around 11am or so it started snowing and we probably got around a foot of snow here. IT SUCKS! It was wild to be in this really warm atrium with butterflies, flowers, waterfalls and tropical plants and see the snow falling on the other side of the glass. We love going to see the butterflies every year and always take a ton of pictures. What do I do with the pictures of all the butterflies and flowers I take, um... nothing but nevertheless it still happens.

We usually take the time to walk around and look at the art both inside and outside too as they have a really nice outside area but it was too freakin' cold. I mean I barely survived the biting cold walk/run from the car and back. It took us well over an hour to get home as there were cars off the road everywhere and the average speed on the highway was 30 mph. There was a lot of crazy drivers... the ones that get so freaked out driving during a snow storm that they are more likely in reality to cause the accident then stay out of one by hitting their brakes to try to slow down and drive 30 mph in the passing lane. Mike says everytime, "I bet you it's a woman." I gave up being offended because every time we drove by and I looked.... it was.

Happy Easter!

Week of theater

So as I was browsing the local paper last Thursday and saw a not so local high school was putting on Cinderella and another more local school was putting on Beauty and the Beast. I've been meaning to take the kids to live performances but have missed the ones that I thought they'd do well at. So Thursday night I let Mia choose what she wants to see and she picks Cinderella since she saw Beauty and the Beast at WDW. Mason wanted to come too and since Mike was sick in bed I took both kids to get some culture. Let's just say there won't be any American Idols coming out of that school. In the opening act everyone pretty much had a role to say or sing and it was G** awful! (See how I tried not to take the Lord's name in vain there:) Just attended the reconcilatory mass last night so I can be better than sinning the day after I was absolved. Yay me!) Anyway, the kids really seemed to enjoy it. After talking to some people Friday day and hearing the Beauty and the Beast show was supposed to be good.... I packed up the family and dragged them to that show Friday night. It was the last performance so it was then or never. Mike was less than thrilled to be going since it was the first nice day all winter and I was dragging him to an indoor event but he eventually got over it. I think. When we arrived the show was sold out but they sold us tickets and let us sit in the balcony. We couldn't really see that well from a couple of rows back so the kids went up to the railing and sat on the floor. It was really very good... just a little long. The show started at 7pm and it was about 10pm when we left. Below is a picture of the kids pressing their little faces between the railings to see.

So we pretty much had a filled weekend. Thursday-Cinderella, Friday- Beauty and the Beast, Saturday- Christie/Mia had a tea party to attend and Mason/Mike went to an Outdoor Expo in Grand Rapids and saw the St. Patricks day parade. Then we arrived home around the same time and the kids were invited to a bowling birthday party (last minute) so we went to that too. Sunday- of course there's mass and then after lunch we went out to our friend's farm. They will be watching the beast for us when we go to Florida so we brought him out to get him acquainted with the farm. They have 2 horses, a goat, a chicken (that's all that's left) and some cats. I'm just tired. Yesterday was a blur in the morning, the running errands while the kids were at school, then home to finish St Pat's dinner (corn beef and cabbage) and then dragging the kids back out so we could go to mass. Today was no rest either. Mike got me up in the morning to run and then it was out the door to take the kids to their last swim class this season. Running late from that it was lunch at McD's and then off to preschool. Then I got to grocery shop which always takes me FOREVER and by the time I got home fed me, put away the groceries, it was off to pick up the kids again. I have to say McD's put me on the spot today. Usually, if I have to do McD's.... I buy an EV meal like the 10 piece chicken nuggets or 2 cheeseburger meal. I get the coke for me and then go home divide up the meal between the kids and give them milk. Yes, it's all because I'm a cheap bast*** (you can fill in the rest without me actually swearing). This time I go through the drive thru with my plan set in my head, look at the order menu and see Happy Meals are Disney Pirates & Princess. Plus there's a chance in each Happy Meal that you may win a "Dream Vacation". Well we are going to Disney pretty soon so why not. I hand the kids their respective meals as we pull away from the window.
Mason- You got us toys? (In total disbelief)
Mia- You got me a juice box?...Wow, I got a wand!
Mason- I, I, I, (stuttering because he's so excited) got a skeleton guy with swords.

Mom was loved today so Mom is happy.

Hangin' in the hood

Mason likes his "fire" hat so much he has taken to wearing it all the time. He's like a little gangsta' just kickin back with his pants hanging low. (That would be because the kid doesn't eat and is barely on the charts anymore for his age)

He is like his Dad in the fact that he likes cereal for any meal. He is a breakfast guy while me and Mia could really pass on breakfast. (unless it's bacon, who doesn't love bacon). Mia on the other had is all noodles all the time. We went to a Tea party Saturday morning and while there was cinnamon rolls, monkey bread, cookies, quiche, etc.... what does my little girl want? You got it 2 helpings of pasta salad. She's like me in the sense that I'll pass on something really sweet and stick with the appetizers. However she's not like me since she can handle 4 helpings of spaghetti and still be rail thin.

Anyway, picture of me and Mia Saturday morning.

Not one of the Chosen

Who would have thought enrolling in Kindergarten would be stressful. There are two schools that I'd like to enroll Mia in and we did attend both open houses. The first is done be lottery for new students. So about 40 spots for Kindergarten and you subtract spots for siblings of students already enrolled then have a lottery for the rest. Last year they had about 100 applicants and 25 spots. The other school would be "school of choice" for us and shouldn't be a problem getting in but there were a lot of kids at the open house and I won't know until May if she is actually enrolled there or not. Our neighbors child was "accepted" into the first school and there was a definite attitude about her being "Chosen". Needless to say we didn't tell them (or most people for that matter) that we were considering that school and applied since I didn't want to hear that my child isn't special enough to be "Chosen". While at my Moms meeting this morning one of the other moms mentioned that the lottery had already taken place as her friend's son had been accepted. So I come home and called the school. Mia is 29 on the waiting list. They told me the letters would me mailed out soon. So while I had joked this morning that she'd be getting a rejection letter for her application to Kindergarten..... she really is. That is nuts! Now if she doesn't get into the other school I'll be really panicked but powerless to do anything about it. So goes most of my life.
Also, this morning it was good to see that I didn't poison a new member's children. I dropped off a Blueberry bread to her earlier this week to say "Welcome to the neighborhood" and I thought as I looked at the ingredients on my counter it was milk-free. I remembered she had said her kid's had a milk allergy so I dropped it off and made a point of telling her it was milk-free. As I lay in bed later that night I kept thinking, "how can that bread not have milk?". As I thought about it more it definitely does have milk. It calls for sour milk so I had the milk set aside to sour when I was glancing at the ingredients on my counter. So what I was really saying was, "Welcome to the neighborhood and let me try and kill your children". I was unbelievably relieved to see them all healthy this morning. When I tried to call and warn her there was no answer and I just had visions of them all at the hospital. So that's one stress that I can let go.

Being a "Lurky Loo"

OK, Feeling semi- normal but haven't felt like posting. I do get on the web and lurk ALL THE TIME at other sites. I check out Jenn and her life pretty much every day. Do I know her? No! but somehow since I relate to her (and see a lot of myself there what with the sarcasm and Japanese parentage) postings I feel like she's a BFF. If she ever knew that she'd probably get a restraining order from the scary stalker chick.

I look a lot on the internet and belong to some forums but I hardly ever post. It's not that I'm afraid to put myself out there it's sheer laziness. What take the time to write a comment when I can be two clicks on another site already. What else do I waste my time on.....Webkinz. Mia only has one that she got at Christmas and I waited a few months before I entered the code on the site because I knew we'd have to "take care of it". What I didn't anticipate was how freakin' addicting it is to play the games.
Week One:
Mike- Are you playing Mia's Webkinz?
Me- I'm just playing to make her some money so we can get some stuff for her room.

Week Two:
Me- (to Mike) Hey, what's that game.... how do you play....can I have a turn.

Week Three:
Mia- Hey, are you playing my Webkinz? Oh Good, I want to play with my puppy.
Me- There you go honey.

Week Four:
Mia- Mom! When can I have a turn to play.
Me- It's my turn after your Dad.

Every night when I need to check e-mail and get some of my work (projects) done I tell myself, "just one quick game and then I'll log off". All of a sudden it's 10pm and I've got nothing done.

Head will explode

Okay day 8 of Antibiotics and I have a headache I can't kick. I've taken everything.... no dice. So I've just popped one of my sleeping pills hoping that I just pass out at this point. Only 2 more days of antibiotics left and the doc said that ALL my symptoms better be gone because of the length this sickness has dragged on. Should I be worried that I'm on day 8 of a 10 day prescription and my symptoms are far from gone.

Also, add to that that my loving dear husband has bought me the bean which we have been doing every night. It would be nicer had the hidden implication not been "I'm sick of seeing your fat ass.". At least he is doing it with me. We started doing push-ups and sit-ups (just like we were back in the military) every night before the bean showed up so I'm already sore. Now I could almost cry when I need to cough. Wonderful! Progress though since I can now once again sit up in bed in the morning. Now if I ever kick the head crap that's taking over my life, I'll make it back down to the treadmill for some cardio. I mean really it's in my basement in front of a TV, Totally do-able if I just didn't feel like crap 90% of the time. Feeling this way makes for some good parenting too. Just in case you were wondering. I need a weekend of feeling good by myself to just totally get caught up on everything I have going on. Don't think that will happen anytime soon though! I really need to find some good babysitters in my neighborhood.

Enough about that though since I can start to feel my drugs working their magic. Better go lie down. Sweet dreams!

Reading Olivia

I'm a sucker for children's books and have been buying them since before I even had kids. Whenever I flew somewhere in the military I always tried to come home with a children's book. (most of the time I wasn't able to get my hands on one). I really didn't buy your typical souvieniers though: children's books, music CD's, cookbooks, etc. Anyway, I love the Olivia books by Ian Falconer. I've borrowed them again from the libray (we go every week) and Mason has taken to "Olivia and the Missing Toy". I know I will be buying that one now. He not only wants it read over and over to him but he wants to read it to us as well.



If you don't have these books, I highly recommend them.

Girl Crazy!

Mia's last day of soccer was last night and it made me think of a video I shot last week. I was taking pictures of Mia and "her girls" at soccer and noticed Mason eyeing up his "girl". The last couple of weeks while Mia was in her soccer class Mason was entertained by two other little girls who must have had a sibling in Mia's class. They chased each other the whole time. The last 10 minutes of the class they let the parents and siblings come in to play. (This is the reason Mason has to go every week. He LOVES those 10 minutes). So while I'm looking for my kid's to take pictures I see Mason look for his girl and then beeline for her. Watch the video.

Also, when I was at Soccer I was the worst parent in the world. Every week Mason would end up hurting himself and some other adult would come to me carrying my crying child. Last week, he was playing with one of my friend's older son, Alex, (8) when Alex came running around the corner to tell me Mason needed me. As I'm calmly walking to where Alex came from... Alex, says "he fell on his head, he's hurt". Now I'm running. As I turn the corner there's a man surrounded by a bunch of other adults holding Mason as Mason is crying. I retrieve my child and am comforting him as Alex tells me they were at the top of the bleachers and Mason tripped then fell headfirst off the bleachers and onto the cement. He had just a little cut on his cheek and was fine minutes later. I can't believe he was so lucky. Later the same night he's playing with "his girls" on the bleachers and I tell him to get down, be careful. He says, "so I don't hurt the other cheek?" How about so you don't crack your head open! (I didn't say that just thought it). Yesterday, I'm talking to my friend while Mason is playing on the stairs (just 3 of them) about four feet away from me. All of a suddent this lady walks up to us carrying Mason and says, "is this your son?". She tells me he was stuck in the railing. Are you kidding me? Thank goodness soccer is over. I don't know if Mason could have survived it much longer.

Mia and her girls, Abby and Alyssa.

Mia's actual birthday

The presents were wrapped and waiting when she woke up in the morning. For some reason, even though she usually sleeps to 8:30-9ish she was up at the crack of dawn telling us it was her birthday. Her present from us was a "big girl" bike. Of course, I don't know if it's still considered a "big girl" bike when it has training wheels.

Later we packed up the cupcakes to take to school and headed out. It was snowing a LOT. I had told her we were going to eat at a restaurant that night since it was Ash Wednesday and Mike and I couldn't eat meat. I let the kids pick and will usually just make their favorite dinner however her favorites usually involve meat and I didn't feel like cooking twice.

Here she is dressed and ready for school. She said she was a "black birthday ninja"! Huh? OK. ...So after I drop the kids off at school I head to mass and the roads are really starting to get bad. By late afternoon all evening activities in the area are cancelling and Mike says, "no way, are we going out in that just to eat." Well, after I point out that I already told her we were going, I've got nothing ready to cook and I need to eat REAL SOON as I fasted all day (being the good Catholic) and can feel the headache coming on. We head out. Other than the weather it turned out to be a good day. She was happy so we were happy. Mason couldn't understand why she had more presents since he kept saying her birthday was over. (He means the party was days ago). He liked playing with her and her new toys though.

Note: I did go to the doctor today, you'll never guess. Hmmm. Sinus infection. Yep got antibiotics. I'll be thrilled to get that bill.

SICK! I surrender!

Okay about 2 months ago the whole family was sick. Mike was worse than any of us and ended up taking some leftover antibiotics to get rid of it (there were 9 left for once a day). I seemed to get better on my own. Then about a week and a half after I "got better" I started getting huge headaches that initially would go away with sinus/congestion OTC stuff but then got progressively worse and I started throwing up. I was throwing up mucus though so I'm pretty sure it's not migraine headaches. I did try my migraine medicine though and nothing I tried helped. Flash back in my memory to Spring of 1994 when I was seemingly fine (no cold) and I started getting headaches so bad I had to pull the car off the road if I was driving. Not good considering I was in flight school at Ft. Rucker, AL learning to fly Army helicopters at the time. I finally went to the hospital and they took x-rays to make sure I didn't have some kind of brain tumor. What showed up on the x-ray though was a huge cloud in my sinuses that they diagnosed as Sinusitis and prescribed me antibiotics. That was that.
Back to the present. I posted a while back that I started taking some left over antibiotics and they worked. I could not get the perscription refilled without an evaluation so I just decided to see how it goes. So I take the rest and am again seemingly better. Thursday I wake up with a sore throat. I cannot believe the amount of mucus that is coming out of me. I feel like a drug addict that's been taking Mucinex, Advil, Tylonel head congestion, Nyquil, etc..... I give up I promise I'll call the doctor tomorrow. It just kills me to go in when and pay that much money when I know what the matter is but I've been sick for about 2 months. I'm ready to have a productive day already rather than just going through the motions. I'm sooo far behind in e-mails, house cleaning, correspondence with family, teaching my kids something, EXERCISE, my on going projects....... I guess to sum up I really behind in being a friend, a wife and a mom.

Too good to be true

I should have known it was too good to be true. Last fall around September was when Mason finally just clicked into the whole potty training thing. After months of keeping his pull-up dry all night I just switched to underwear at night and it never was an issue. Well, two weeks ago he pee'd my bed after he had climbed in sometime in the middle of the night. It was a little weird since he didn't even wake up since this is the kid that if he gets a drop of pee in his underwear freaks out. A few days ago I made him wear a pull-up to bed because I hadn't put his clean underwear in his drawer (still sitting in the laundry basket, clean but not put away) and he started crying about how diapers are for babies and he's a not a BABY.
I was a little ticked about the accident since of course our bed doesn't have the waterproof pad on it. In fact, I had moved the waterproof pad to the bed in Mia's room to the bed he usually sleeps in and there's not even a pad on the bed in his room. Of course the kids wanted to sleep in Mason's bed last night and about 5:30am Mia comes in crying that Mason pee'd the bed and got her jammies wet. His bed is totally soaked: sheets, comforter and mattress. I just hope I got it all out of the mattress. So after months of not even one accident it starts. I guess I need to go buy a mattress pad for just in case.

I had planned on posting about Mia's actual birthday (Ash Wednesday) and some hair bows that I made but the cold that I thought was gone turned into a pretty bad sinus infection and although I'm not "cold-like" sick I was almost bed-ridden with headaches and throwing up. I finally started taking some left-over antibiotics from the last time and I'm actually starting to get some hours of no pain. Our insurance really stinks so I've been avoiding going to the doctor's office since I'll end up paying a couple hundred dollars just to get antibiotics. It really sucks when you KNOW what's wrong with you but can't do anything to make yourself better. We'll see what happens on that front as I only had 7 pills left (2 a day) and will have to call the office to see if they will prescribe more to knock out the infection. I know I don't have a medical degree but when it's something I've had before and the pills are working.... I'm trusting my self-diagnosis.

Mom jeans

I'm always on the hunt for a good pair of jeans. My favorite pair of jeans are over 10 years old and starting to wear at the seams. I have of course seen the Oprah show but I don't feel that a pair of jeans should cost almost $200. That being said if I tried on a pair of $200 jeans and it make me looke like a size 2 then I'd probably drop the money on them. My friend Susan told me that she heard the lighter color jeans are supposed to be coming back in style. I ran into the Gap last week and the lady working told me they were getting a bunch more colors that night so I asked her if it's true the lighter jeans were coming back. She said she didn't know but she said the high waist jeans are coming back. It made me think of this SNL skit Mom jeans. I don't want low cut and I don't want high waist..... why can't they make it in the middle. I think like keeping the average woman either looking like she's trying to be a teenager again (and the clothes clearly don't fit) or like I should join a shuffleboard tournament. Why should a good fitting jean be so ellusive? My loving husband the other day told me my "muffin top" has turned into a "loaf of bread". Think before you speak dear.