Server’s down
May 30, 2006 | Filed Under General | 3 Comments
and I’ve already crossed 1 of 3 things off my to do list today, so I may as well blog. It was a steamy holiday weekend in Minnesota. Friday I accomplished massive amounts of scrapping. I’m starting to have “friends” at the crops, and I had a really good time.
Saturday, Jason helped a friend with a paver project, while Ben and I enjoyed the air conditioning. We ran a bunch of errands including buying Ben a pair of sandals. His little feet get so sweaty in the winter that I thought making him wear shoes and socks all summer would be cruel and unusual. I’ll have to take a picture of his cutie toes in his cool dude sandals.
Sunday was a blur of cooking and “cleaning” as we prepared for a couple of friends to come over for a cookout. Jason’s ribs were a hit, and we had a good time.
Monday, we spent the morning watching Brokeback Mountain (only about a year later than everyone else in the world). We had dinner at a friend’s, and he followed us back to our place so he and J could talk bikes. What a crazy weekend, eh?
-R
Abused mom
May 26, 2006 | Filed Under General | 1 Comment
I am so ready for a long weekend. How about ya’lls? Although I was campaigning for a weekend at the Baraga camp, Jason, always mature and practical, pointed out that we will be traveling in 2 weeks and have lots to do at home. We’re planning housework, yardwork, poolwork, with a cookout thrown in for the weekend.
Tonight, though is all for me. I’m very excited to go scrapping. As much as I love my boys, I need some ‘me’ time.
Yesterday, I stayed home with Ben (who does not have whooping cough, BTW) all day. By the time Jason got home, I was climbing the walls. First, Ben accidentally scratched me. whine.whine.whine. It really hurts. He did his best to make it better by kissing it each time I showed him my owie. Yeah, for a few minutes I thought he might be the sweetest kid ever. A few hours later, as I sat at my computer, he took a huge chomp on my hip. After screaming in surprise and pain and scolding him, he burst into tears and made me feel so guilty. Then…he was sitting on my lap playing with his trains when something snapped, and he slugged me in the face with a train. It was pretty much the last straw. I had to walk away. I don’t know if I have ever been so angry with Ben. We have kissed and made up, of course, and I once again and sure he is the sweetest kid on earth. I think a little missing him is in order though. So tonight is for me.
-R
Whoop!
May 24, 2006 | Filed Under Eaglet | 2 Comments
In the midst of our house drama, Ben has provided his own side plot. He was sent home from daycare yesterday with a bad cough and low-grade fever. A trip to urgent care followed in which I expected to hear a croup diagnosis and an all-clear for daycare. Wrong. They decided to test him for whopping cough. While we await the test results (2 days), he stays home. If he tests positive, he’ll be out for 5 days. Now, I am 99.9% sure he does not have whooping cough, and when I asked the doctor if he is at all symptomatic, he spewed some BS about vaccinated kids not showing the “classical signs.” He didn’t really say if Ben was demonstrating the unclassical kind though. Our lucky, not so sick kid, gets 2 days playing at home with Mom or Dad. We love it, but that place that pays the bills and provides the insurance for our doctors to take advantage of by ordering unnecessary tests, that place doesn’t love it so much.
Yes, I will be happy to eat my words if the test comes back positive.
-R
Right house, wrong time.
May 24, 2006 | Filed Under House projects | 1 Comment
I think the title says it all. We viewed the house today. There were quite a few pleasant surprises, as well as, quite a few not so pleasant surprises. We have hemmed and hawed all day, but we have finally come to the decision not to try to buy the house. Although the price is right, we aren’t willing to give up racing, paper buying, zoo trips, dinners out, another child in the near future, etc to finance it. We also aren’t willing to commit to this area while we are still bound to this area. If in 2 years, completely free, we decide to stay, it’ll be a different situation. We also aren’t willing to spend the next few weeks readying this house for sale and spend the rest of the summer stressing about it selling. We aren’t ready to change daycare. We aren’t ready to leave our new family room. Although we would happily trade-in our neighbors, we aren’t through living life in our house. Now, if the house is for sale again in a few years, we are soooooo buying it. I will continue to think about, talk about, and dream about “the bunker.”
-R