Thursday, January 31, 2008

You Got Me Trippin', Stumblin', Flippin', Fumblin'

The local children's museum has a Lego exhibit right now.





And no, I did not contemplate stealing some of the Legos. Not at all. Why'd you even ask such a thing?

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Oh Oh it's Magic, You Know it's True

The snow is ruining my social life. Seriously.

I was suppose to play and meet friends today. Did that happen? Hells no, it did not.

A surprise snow (oh, don't worry, no accumulations MY ASS) came in, with the added bonus of a wind advisory, and ruined it all and instead I spent the afternoon shoveling and freezing my ears.

Winter. What a bitch.

Monday, January 28, 2008

You Wanna be Startin' Somethin', You Got to be Startin' Somethin'

First of all, thanks for the emails for this:

Google celebrating Lego's 50th Anniversary for the patent on their bricks.

And in all the sets we've ever owned, we've only missed one brick, which they replaced for free.


We had the piano man over today. ::gulp:: To get the piano up to where it should be would cost over a thousand dollars.

I don't have a thousand dollars. Certainly nothing close to that to spend on the piano. So we're gonna try to get it better and be happy with Good Enough.

(Oh, if only I could always be as happy with Good Enough as I will be with the piano. ::sigh::)

Lots of napping this weekend, lots of people feeling better and a little bit of happy crafting.

Friday, January 25, 2008

You Know What Detours Are

Griffin's been home the last two days, too sick to go to school.

I'm damn tired of saying, "Go. Lay. Down. Now."

One-third of our table is taken over by the Birthday Jungle.

At least it's a pretty jungle.

I'm rather tired of doctors. I went to two yesterday.

No worries -- the mastoiditis really isn't mastoiditis at all. Turns out to be a pulled muscle in my neck and it's radiating to my scalp.

Would have been nice to know that two weeks ago though.

But, hey, silver lining -- at least I'm not going to die from a brain infection anytime soon.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Thirty-One Candles on Her Birthday Cake


slight fender-bender with a wall

ear hurting more (with a headache! lovely!)

Griffin throwing up


lazy breakfast!

Aaron not too mad about nice gash in the side of the van


dinner out (with gluten-free french fries!)


eight new plants!


gluten-free dark chocolate-chocolate cupcakes!

lots of love from lots of people!

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

So These Are My Schemes and These Are My Plans

Someone must have slapped me with a happy stick because....




Hot damn, I made a slipcover for the piano bench!


"Woman, why do you need to make a slipcover for the piano bench?"

"Because it's brown. That's why."


Now... I have to go work on more brown stuff... specifically gluten-free chocolate-chocolate cupcakes for tomorrow. Because Aaron most certainly isn't gonna make my birthday cake.

Men. Hmph.

Monday, January 21, 2008

That Hasn't Happened For the Longest Time

I got to sew something for me this weekend.

Something for myself. An original idea (I made my own pattern!).

And it's already getting used.

Friday, January 18, 2008

Some Will Win, Some Will Lose, Some Are Born to Sing the Blues

"Did I take my antibiotic?"

"I don't know. You opened the bottle, did you take it?"

"I can't remember."

"It was less than five minutes ago."

"I know, I can't remember. This damn antibiotic is making me lose my mind. When I was making dinner last night, I had to put my hand on the burner I wanted to turn on and stare at the oven controls to find the right knob."

"Maybe it's not the antibiotic. Maybe the infection has gotten to your brain and you're gonna die."

::blink, blink:: "Thanks Aaron. That helps a bunch."

"Hey, I'm just lookin' at it from all angles. That's what scientists have to do."

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

I See You and You See Me

The antibiotics have not killed me. I repeat: THE ANTIBIOTICS HAVE NOT KILLED ME.

Although, I do believe, a five-year-old's meltdown very well could have.

Griffin decided to build some of his legos today (yes, we buy Legos over his age). An hour into the building extravaganza he had a total meltdown. On number six and it was totally wrong.

So I spent the next two hours helping.

Of course by "helping" I mean "parental preventative maintenance in brick control and proper engineering techniques."

Also known as, that little punk wouldn't let me do any of the building.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

There Must be Some Misunderstanding (Whew-Whooo-Whooo) There Must be Some Kind of Mistake (Whew-Whooo-Whooo)

I just got home from the doctor. I was just diagnosed with Mastoiditis.

What? You don't know what Mastoiditis is?

It's an infection of the ear bones.


See, I've been having this on-again, off-again affair with a fever for over a month. I really didn't think much of it, just figured I was fighting something off, no big deal. Just a fever. Nothing else. Just a tiny, harmless, occasional fever.

On Sunday my ear hurt. I thought I was getting some sort of funky ear infection because it hurt, but not in the normal way. I started popping ibuprofen and began taking my Nystatin (anti-yeast medicine my alternative doctor provides for ear infections) and went about my business.

Which included lots of bitchin' about my ear.

Today is day three of this ear thing and it's just getting worse. So, I decided to look it up on the internet. My self-diagnoses resulted in the interents opinion of "URGET! GO SEE DOCTOR IMMEDIATELY!" After doing some additional research I figured, fine.

My regular doctor doesn't work Tuesdays (and is switching practices in February, that bastard) so I went to see someone else at a different office.

Someone else who decided to BITCH ME OUT for not seeing a doctor in a month. Seriously? Don't ya think it's a little extreme to need to be seen for just an occasional fever?

(Um. Maybe don't answer that.)

So! Anyway!

Mastoiditis. Yeah. IT FUCKING ROCKS. Because not only is it an infection in the bones of the ear, if it goes untreated it can spread to the skull and to the brain and then you get to have brain surgery!

Personally, I think the whole thing is hilarious. Because, come one, I can't get a simple ear infection? Or just a really bad one? I have to go get an infection in my bones. How does one do that anyway? Get an infection in bones?

So I'm on an antibiotic. We have a huge stock of benedryl and epipens awaiting any allergic reaction. In all seriousness an antibiotic should clear this whole matter up and it should never come up again.

And the antibiotic comes with an extra bonus: nausea and diarrhea. Which translates to extra weight loss.


(Really, I feel fine. My ear hurts. That's all.)

Monday, January 14, 2008

Go Ahead, You Can Laugh All You Want; I Got My Philosphy

Ever notice how paperwhites smell like ass?

Don't get me wrong, they are really pretty and smell good up close... but there's something about paperwhites that make the whole house smell like poo.

All weekend Aaron was running around trying to find the smell and I was all, "dude, it's the flowers" and he was all "Darwin! Come here! Let me smell your toes!"

::blink, blink::

I swear it's the flowers.

Friday, January 11, 2008

Step By Step (Ooooh Baby), Really Want You in My World

There's the potty training...

... which isn't as much "training" anymore as it is constant cleaning out the little potty.

And someone still insistent on wearing his underpants backward. Hmph.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

I'm Alright, Don't Nobody Worry 'Bout Me

I broke my sewing machine today.

::blink, blink::

No, I'm totally not kidding.

But with a little research, a panicked email to a good friend and a short call later I got it fixed.

Thank Goddess for the internets.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

With a Boulder On My Shoulder, Feelin' Kinda Older, I Tripped the Merry-Go-Round


I've spent the whole day on the computer so far and I'm pretty sure I'm gonna go blind.

I posted a new recipe on my recipe site. Here's a picture:

Yummy-yummy Orange Cranberry Bread. I strongly urge you to make it. It beats the hell out of boxed cereal for breakfast.

I also did some template changes over there (which nearly caused me to cry in the corner and suck my thumb) and designed a new banner. Please be polite.

Additionally, I've started writing over at The Fat Ass Water Cooler as well. No, I did not come up with that title. If it was up to me it would have been, "Ye Old Time of Fat Assery." There's a strong difference there.

Now, I'm going to see if I can do something that doesn't cause my fingers to go clickety-clackety-clack on a keyboard.

Tuesday, January 08, 2008

You Are an Obsession, You're My Obsession

And I'm guessing you think I should be happy he likes the potty so much.

Monday, January 07, 2008

I Feel Fine Enough, I Guess; Considering Everything's a Mess

I've always been told I always want to take on too much, that my expectations are absolutely unreasonable. And I've always thought, OH FUCKING WELL.

For 2008 I've become The List Master.

Seriously, I'm so tired of feeling like I'm crumbling under towers of shit. It's a frightening feeling actually, to feel crippled by your home. So, to help remedy it, I made this on my basement door...

... now, these aren't resolutions -- they are GOALS. You know, goals. Things you want to accomplish but you aren't gonna make yourself feel like shit if you don't. Yeah, THOSE.

It took me a damn week to come up with them.

Friday, January 04, 2008

I'm Gonna Fly on Down Then Fly Away

You want some of this?

Do you? DO YOU?

Because I can totally go buy a digital camcorder and SHARE THE LOVE.

Oh my hell.

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Back to Life, Back to Reality

So. Potty training.

Darwin's doing GREAT with the potty training. He's even willing to wear underpants.

Of course, he wears them backwards and gets wedgies. But whatever.

And today he peed his pants, so I made him sit on the potty while I cleaned the carpet. When I was done I checked on him and he had pooped.

But he still had his underpants on. But whatever.

In other news, is anyone else having a hard time finding a groove? You know, I don't think I've had a groove for a year. I need a groove.

I'm working on some lists of things I want to accomplish this year. My goal is to have those goals written out and posted on Monday.

Fuck. I have goals of making goals. What the hell is happening to me?

Hey, ever see a Venus Fly Trap flower?

(Yeah, dude, I totally just changed the subject.)

Pretty cool, huh? We've been waiting for over a month for the flower to open. It opened today. I actually managed to catch it. Amazing - I'm being semi-aware of my life around me.

And the non-glamorous picture...

(Hey, you know how I know how to spell "glamorous" now? That damn Fergie song "g-l-a-m-o-r-o-u-s-yeah.")

Pretty fucking weird huh? Of course, I guess I should be so surprised. It's a plant that eats bugs for Christ's sake.

(Oh yeah. Griffin got his own laptop for Christmas. Of course, he constantly bitches that he can't go online with it. Gah.)

Um, happy new year?