Alas, it was inevitable.
A bone was broken.
There was much crying (by parents and child).
He is in the hospital in traction and will be there for a while..... and I will continue to sleep on the little cot beside him. Then the summer will be spent in a cast... from hip to ankle.
Cammi is amazing through all this! Playing singing and being his cute little self all from a slightly upside-down laying position with ropes hanging onto his legs!
A hazard of being rambunctious.
The nurses have been perfectly wonderful, they all have their stories of their own kid's or siblings that broke bones doing this or that, so no one is passing judgment about the dirtbike being the culprit. In fact most of them seem to believe that bones break on these little guys doing practically anything! It's just circumstance that makes each particular fall do what it does.
Holy mackerel, sleep is an illusive thing though. Cammi was being bugged every hour or so the first few nights with the checking of vitals, and the testing of his circulation and feeling in his toes. Night before last he was plagued with nightmares.... though I think playing racing video games all day may have contributed to him being too keyed up. The video games were limited yesterday and last night we had an ALMOST decent sleep! He hasn't had so much as a tylenol in over 30 hours and he seems just fine, squirming around and stuff. (Things are getting ITCHY under his bandages now, so that is an issue.). Oh ya! And the peeing in public thing has found a practical application! He is very skilled at using the "bottle" and everyone is very pleased about that!
I slipped away today to check on emails, phone messages and just step into my own home for a bit! T misses me horribly and I miss him! He says the house feels empty and he misses the noise and action and warmth.
Stevie is being pretty non-committal about the whole thing. He misses me, but I think he likes being the "only child" for a while again too. He's been spending afternoon with grandparents (and they are spoiling him too). Oh boy, it feels so wrong being away from him for so much though! I only see him for a bit in the evening.
The good news is that Cammi and I are getting along great, and he is accepting of the nurses' attention in stride. Even with the traumatic circumstance, he is still loving and friendly, and the nurses are really responding to that too! It's funny how you can get used to a space to live in. I have become okay rather quickly with a little folding bed and one drawer for my belongings. We have gotten ourselves into a rhythm that is almost comfortable.
6.22.2006
6.17.2006
Everyone is so BUSY
I am enjoying reading my dear friend's blogs, ah they are busy busy ladies!
Dancing, moving, dinners, poetry, plants..... it is all so exciting.
pretty picture: leapfrog
Now that my babysitting obligation has reached its formal conclusion (boy that was a long 3 months) I have been lucky enough to make a new client out of an old contact! This is someone that called me in to do a quote over a year ago (I was out bid on that job) but he promised to keep me in mind for anything else that might crop up. And he kept his promise! His business is in a real boom right now and he needs reliable, customer-oriented designer that he can call his own. SO I have agreed to do it (he is a "good-vibe" person). I got along VERY well with his business partner too, the man reminded me of my dad in humor, age and beard -- and obviously loving his job.
Now lets do a quick bit of addition:
- Graphic Design Manager, doing custom chocolate bar wrappers
- Senior Designer, campaign and print design for an established small business marketer
- Graphic Artist, for imprinting on promotional items company
- Layout artist, for international investment booklets among other things
- Senior Print Designer, for an internet marketing place expanding to full print
- Graphic Designer, for esthetics college on the mainland
- Graphic Designer, for on-line store
- Overflow Artist, for 3 marketing companies, a small magazine, and a quick print shop
- And an assortment of loyal customers that call every year or so to update their stuff.
You would think that I would be screaming busy too?! Not true, it's all kind of trickling at this point. But that is okay! The money WOULD be nice, but the peace and quiet is golden right now.
And EEEEK! Summer is coming!!!! What am I going to do to keep Cam and Steve busy, out of my hair and most importantly SAFE while I get the work done? Luckily the local teen that helped out last year is still available this summer for occasional babysitting.
Ah well, I hope everyone's Father's Day happens happily, TTFN
Dancing, moving, dinners, poetry, plants..... it is all so exciting.
pretty picture: leapfrogNow that my babysitting obligation has reached its formal conclusion (boy that was a long 3 months) I have been lucky enough to make a new client out of an old contact! This is someone that called me in to do a quote over a year ago (I was out bid on that job) but he promised to keep me in mind for anything else that might crop up. And he kept his promise! His business is in a real boom right now and he needs reliable, customer-oriented designer that he can call his own. SO I have agreed to do it (he is a "good-vibe" person). I got along VERY well with his business partner too, the man reminded me of my dad in humor, age and beard -- and obviously loving his job.
Now lets do a quick bit of addition:
- Graphic Design Manager, doing custom chocolate bar wrappers
- Senior Designer, campaign and print design for an established small business marketer
- Graphic Artist, for imprinting on promotional items company
- Layout artist, for international investment booklets among other things
- Senior Print Designer, for an internet marketing place expanding to full print
- Graphic Designer, for esthetics college on the mainland
- Graphic Designer, for on-line store
- Overflow Artist, for 3 marketing companies, a small magazine, and a quick print shop
- And an assortment of loyal customers that call every year or so to update their stuff.
You would think that I would be screaming busy too?! Not true, it's all kind of trickling at this point. But that is okay! The money WOULD be nice, but the peace and quiet is golden right now.
And EEEEK! Summer is coming!!!! What am I going to do to keep Cam and Steve busy, out of my hair and most importantly SAFE while I get the work done? Luckily the local teen that helped out last year is still available this summer for occasional babysitting.
Ah well, I hope everyone's Father's Day happens happily, TTFN
6.14.2006
Graduation Day
Cammy just graduated Preschool today! I am so proud. It's a silly little ceremony with the hats and wee diplomas, and a dozen parents snapping pictures. But it means closure for us and the kids that they will be moving on to bigger things.
The teachers there are so wonderful! And the good news is now he is concidered a "school aged" kid so he can enroll in the Boys and Girls Club Summer Programs! HOORAY! They always look like so much fun!
Another signifigant TIDBIT is that T got "collectors" status on his bike!!!!!!!!
That nice white license plate with the black lettering. He didn't want to apply for it because his decals are faded, but I insisted (I know how much effort he has put in to the restoration of that machine!) and it paid off! Collectors means WAY less expensive insurance for as long as he maintains the bike. The drawback is that he is to NEVER drive it to work (or school) but he never did anyway, it is strictly a pleasure vehicle. So he hopped on it and disappeared for a couple hours after dinner last night. Just in time for Father's Day too! He can go out with his dad and they can show off their 2 exclusive collector plates together, maybe drop in on the show'n shine in Parksville.
:)
6.12.2006
red-faced
I can't beleive I blogged while tipsy... Well, I can beleive it because I was there and I remember doing it, I just don't WANT to beleive I did it!
I did NOT sober up before T got home. But I have had a nasty cold the last few days and well, I didn't look that much MORE out of it than usual. (bad bad bad thing there).
After blogging, I flirted on MSN shamelessly with an older web programmer that I know likes me -- that was fun stress release actually. I also got some work done, 2 loads of laundry and baked a cake for Cammy's birthday party! At least I am not lazy as a daytime drunk.
Well, my cold is getting better, and I feel fine facing the day perfectly sober today! Hooray!
Maybe it was just the evil cold virus making me do bad stuff..... could be! People do insane things with fevers, its a documented medical fact.
Saturday was an exciting day with Cammy's birthday party, where they played very very hard! I managed to do up a "Mo" cake..... Cammy's request. It was a creamsicle cake very delicious creamy orange flavour..... mmmm!
My favourite present he got must be the hammock that I installed under his bed...... super cool.
Saturday night I went to bed very early (9:00 or so) and slept in to a mind numbing 10:40AM!!!!!! I got up, wandered into the kitchen looking around wondering what had happened in my absence... there was evidence of a pancake breakfast, the playing of model planes, and they had chopped up the old Christmas Tree and had it mostly burned away in the Chiminea!!!!! T and the boys had had a complete Sunday morning without me! My god! How long was I out?! The rest of the day went better, in the afternoon I climbed up the cliff in the back yard with a set of limbing-pruners-thingys (gardening scissors on long sticks?). It was a treacherous climb and there was a pack of "tweenagers" already in the maple tree up there. I made them scatter when they saw a grown-up (armed with garden impliments) huffing and puffing towards them! I reminded them it was dangerous (and private property). When they were gone, I started hacking at all the saplings and other messy plants. What I REALLY needed was a weedwacker and small chainsaw! I started a fence of sorts... actually just a messy stack of branches that should keep kids well away from the edge of the property. Wow has everything grown a lot since I was last up there! And the view is simply breathtaking!
The trip down the cliff was much scarier than the climb up. I think I bruised my rump (to go with the many scratches from the plants).
Then I cleaned up myself and we all went out for Sylvia's birthday dinner. I picked the restraunt. Wouldn't you know it, with a party of 11 this restraunt (one of my favourites) had the very worst service I have ever had at this place!!!! The food took FOREVER, it came in weird spurts of a dish or two at a time (so I was actually DONE before some of the party got their plates!) and the waitress was avoiding us terribly! I would have ordered more (to eat while the others were eating) but she simply wasn't to be found! It was bizarre! The kids were bizerk by the time everybody was done. Two and a half hours we were in that booth! But the food was tasty when we finally got it.
That was my weekend.
I did NOT sober up before T got home. But I have had a nasty cold the last few days and well, I didn't look that much MORE out of it than usual. (bad bad bad thing there).
After blogging, I flirted on MSN shamelessly with an older web programmer that I know likes me -- that was fun stress release actually. I also got some work done, 2 loads of laundry and baked a cake for Cammy's birthday party! At least I am not lazy as a daytime drunk.
Well, my cold is getting better, and I feel fine facing the day perfectly sober today! Hooray!
Maybe it was just the evil cold virus making me do bad stuff..... could be! People do insane things with fevers, its a documented medical fact.
Saturday was an exciting day with Cammy's birthday party, where they played very very hard! I managed to do up a "Mo" cake..... Cammy's request. It was a creamsicle cake very delicious creamy orange flavour..... mmmm!
My favourite present he got must be the hammock that I installed under his bed...... super cool.
Saturday night I went to bed very early (9:00 or so) and slept in to a mind numbing 10:40AM!!!!!! I got up, wandered into the kitchen looking around wondering what had happened in my absence... there was evidence of a pancake breakfast, the playing of model planes, and they had chopped up the old Christmas Tree and had it mostly burned away in the Chiminea!!!!! T and the boys had had a complete Sunday morning without me! My god! How long was I out?! The rest of the day went better, in the afternoon I climbed up the cliff in the back yard with a set of limbing-pruners-thingys (gardening scissors on long sticks?). It was a treacherous climb and there was a pack of "tweenagers" already in the maple tree up there. I made them scatter when they saw a grown-up (armed with garden impliments) huffing and puffing towards them! I reminded them it was dangerous (and private property). When they were gone, I started hacking at all the saplings and other messy plants. What I REALLY needed was a weedwacker and small chainsaw! I started a fence of sorts... actually just a messy stack of branches that should keep kids well away from the edge of the property. Wow has everything grown a lot since I was last up there! And the view is simply breathtaking!
The trip down the cliff was much scarier than the climb up. I think I bruised my rump (to go with the many scratches from the plants).
Then I cleaned up myself and we all went out for Sylvia's birthday dinner. I picked the restraunt. Wouldn't you know it, with a party of 11 this restraunt (one of my favourites) had the very worst service I have ever had at this place!!!! The food took FOREVER, it came in weird spurts of a dish or two at a time (so I was actually DONE before some of the party got their plates!) and the waitress was avoiding us terribly! I would have ordered more (to eat while the others were eating) but she simply wasn't to be found! It was bizarre! The kids were bizerk by the time everybody was done. Two and a half hours we were in that booth! But the food was tasty when we finally got it.
That was my weekend.
6.09.2006
rescue me
Hi there.....
y'know, not that long ago (in the grand scheme of things) Steve Badran said "if I won the lottery I would be drunk all the time". I remember being so shocked and horrified that this attractive young man couldn't deal with reality so much that he wanted to be intoxicated just to face the days.
I am getting more sympathetic to his position every day.
What am I saying? Well lets add this up:
Almost 4 in the afternoon and for all outside evidence I am completely drunk! Not because it was a bad day, not because I have lots of friends over or a reason to celebrate..... nope... just because I felt like drinking to face the day and I want to be somewhat sober before T gets home. Benedictine Liquer is the offending drink of choice, oh ya! I love the stuff. And it works very quick to get the job done (as Tai can testify to) wink....wink.
oh my GOD that's pathetic, but it is the "sobering" truth.
Oh yes and to make things even worse I am babysitting.
the good news is that I wsn't actually intoxicated until Steve got home, the better news is that it really doesn't take much to get me there. And the even better news is that I can touch-type when I am drunk! And the even better better news is that I am embarrassed and completely willing to be a lush. In fact I have been pre-editating this for some time!!!!!!!!
Its a dangerous experiment to see if I care "less" about my performance as a wife and parent if I am drunk, ergo not be so critical and grouchy...... BAD IDEA?!? Ya, I know that, but its something I gotta do. So why the title of the blog? Well I really don't want to make a habit of it, I am way too cheap for it!!!!!!
Friends, remind me why this is so stupid and I will listen to YOU!!!! (not the stupid little voice in my head).
y'know, not that long ago (in the grand scheme of things) Steve Badran said "if I won the lottery I would be drunk all the time". I remember being so shocked and horrified that this attractive young man couldn't deal with reality so much that he wanted to be intoxicated just to face the days.
I am getting more sympathetic to his position every day.
What am I saying? Well lets add this up:
Almost 4 in the afternoon and for all outside evidence I am completely drunk! Not because it was a bad day, not because I have lots of friends over or a reason to celebrate..... nope... just because I felt like drinking to face the day and I want to be somewhat sober before T gets home. Benedictine Liquer is the offending drink of choice, oh ya! I love the stuff. And it works very quick to get the job done (as Tai can testify to) wink....wink.
oh my GOD that's pathetic, but it is the "sobering" truth.
Oh yes and to make things even worse I am babysitting.
the good news is that I wsn't actually intoxicated until Steve got home, the better news is that it really doesn't take much to get me there. And the even better news is that I can touch-type when I am drunk! And the even better better news is that I am embarrassed and completely willing to be a lush. In fact I have been pre-editating this for some time!!!!!!!!
Its a dangerous experiment to see if I care "less" about my performance as a wife and parent if I am drunk, ergo not be so critical and grouchy...... BAD IDEA?!? Ya, I know that, but its something I gotta do. So why the title of the blog? Well I really don't want to make a habit of it, I am way too cheap for it!!!!!!
Friends, remind me why this is so stupid and I will listen to YOU!!!! (not the stupid little voice in my head).
6.08.2006
Something was Wrong
It's been DAYS since I was able to do a post..... something was wrong with blogger, I feel so isolated!
Well now I can get up to speed here.
Cammy is 5!!!!!! That is the big news. My baby is no longer a baby or even a toddler, he is a school-age little boy. Sniff.... the end of a chapter in my life. And hooray for sucessfully completing that chapter!
Here he is whizzing on a bush........... typical.
And here is Steve getting air-time on his bike......
Cammy following........
And here are the tired little men after a ride.....
That was a nice day for a ride....... I was so SORE the next day, it was SO worth it!
Well now I can get up to speed here.
Cammy is 5!!!!!! That is the big news. My baby is no longer a baby or even a toddler, he is a school-age little boy. Sniff.... the end of a chapter in my life. And hooray for sucessfully completing that chapter!
Here he is whizzing on a bush........... typical.
And here is Steve getting air-time on his bike......
Cammy following........
And here are the tired little men after a ride.....
That was a nice day for a ride....... I was so SORE the next day, it was SO worth it!
6.03.2006
Home Sweet Home
I have my garden under control!!!!!
Thanks in no small part to Spider's generous donation of plants and a whole lot of laying awake at night imagining scenarios for the steep grade...... I have plants finally growing up the cliff, a nice little water feature, a herb garden and a tame and pretty front garden. Throw in a few "volunteer" plants that I like and it is almost lush!
Just in time too.
That house I REALLY wanted (but then got cold feet on) is still on the market..... and if the home I am presently in didn't fit so well and look so presentable right now I may consider it again.
It's just that our home is so CONVENIENT!
Convenient to a great school (there will be a new Kindergarten teacher for Cammy this year!!!!!) and convenient to town and the highway and a sweet horse farm and walking trails around a really healthy marshland, and a creek across the street and a semi-private bike park (AKA: cul-de-sac)for the boys and all their friends and nice neighbours, and reasonable mortgage, and good storage, and no serious repairs, and, and, and...... its drawbacks are few by comparison. Small yard, no shop, too many stairs for Grandma (actually that last point is a big one, but a stair lift at about $1800 is way cheaper than moving!).
So, all in all I am fairly content to stay here. I have already been here longer than any other place I have lived at one time, and wouldn't it be a novel idea to actually STAY and put down roots and let my children know a home is a stable thing and maybe even finish paying the mortgage?!
T's trip up North educated him though. The town up there that D lives in is alive, friendly, upbeat. He made FRIENDS up there even in such a short time! He loved the lay of the land, he loved the positive atmosphere. I am so sorry that he knows that I don't want to move from the Island at this point in our family's life. We have too much invested here. Mostly family. Really it would be selfish to move just for money and to make friends and have pleasant work environment.... (loathing reality here)... honestly T may actually be happier up there. And that is no small thing.
Maybe he should TRY it for a few months? Irk, I don't really mean it. I may not like Nanaimo, but I like where I am..... does that make sense? I know he will let me win this point passively, he is not the sort that likes change even for the better.............
Thanks in no small part to Spider's generous donation of plants and a whole lot of laying awake at night imagining scenarios for the steep grade...... I have plants finally growing up the cliff, a nice little water feature, a herb garden and a tame and pretty front garden. Throw in a few "volunteer" plants that I like and it is almost lush!
Just in time too.
That house I REALLY wanted (but then got cold feet on) is still on the market..... and if the home I am presently in didn't fit so well and look so presentable right now I may consider it again.
It's just that our home is so CONVENIENT!
Convenient to a great school (there will be a new Kindergarten teacher for Cammy this year!!!!!) and convenient to town and the highway and a sweet horse farm and walking trails around a really healthy marshland, and a creek across the street and a semi-private bike park (AKA: cul-de-sac)for the boys and all their friends and nice neighbours, and reasonable mortgage, and good storage, and no serious repairs, and, and, and...... its drawbacks are few by comparison. Small yard, no shop, too many stairs for Grandma (actually that last point is a big one, but a stair lift at about $1800 is way cheaper than moving!).
So, all in all I am fairly content to stay here. I have already been here longer than any other place I have lived at one time, and wouldn't it be a novel idea to actually STAY and put down roots and let my children know a home is a stable thing and maybe even finish paying the mortgage?!
T's trip up North educated him though. The town up there that D lives in is alive, friendly, upbeat. He made FRIENDS up there even in such a short time! He loved the lay of the land, he loved the positive atmosphere. I am so sorry that he knows that I don't want to move from the Island at this point in our family's life. We have too much invested here. Mostly family. Really it would be selfish to move just for money and to make friends and have pleasant work environment.... (loathing reality here)... honestly T may actually be happier up there. And that is no small thing.
Maybe he should TRY it for a few months? Irk, I don't really mean it. I may not like Nanaimo, but I like where I am..... does that make sense? I know he will let me win this point passively, he is not the sort that likes change even for the better.............
6.01.2006
Urination Agrivation!!!!!
Okay, I am fed up.
I am surrounded by testosterone-loaded PEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
For starters, Darling Steve at 9 years old still wets 14 out of 15 nights. Damn disposables are almost a dollar each! And I tried the washing-the-sheets-everyday thing, but between the hot water costs, the sheets wearing out, the agrivation and Steve smelling like urine so much we gave that up. I KNOW he will outgrow it...... maybe before he is 20?
Secondly my boys' aim leaves something to be desired. It smells like a truck stop bathroom within a 1/2 hour of me cleaning up. Something to do with them not caring and having not been circumsized interfering with the aiming process. I mean its HORRIBLE!!!!!! The wall, the heater, the floor, anything within shooting radius up or down! ICK! I am at my wit's end.
And now a new thing. Just started about 3 maonths ago..... When Cameron and Caden are together they can't seem to keep their pants up. Alright, I can hear the laughter from here. Have a good chuckle, get it out of your system!!!!!
okay.
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done yet?
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Now normally I would just say "boys will be boys" and "those things are definitely fascinating" but it has gotten messy. They are curious, as their equipment does look very different from each others. Fine you looked already!!!! Privates are PRIVATE! Keep it to yourself, not for display! Apparently the big loophole for this rule (as they see it) is peeing in the great outdoors. Aside from peeing on every rock, tree and twig in Sis's back yard, they have also relieved themselves on the house, fence, BBQ and heat pump! Every time they get caught, they are scolded and brought inside for a time-out. I need to watch them and if they stop moving for more than 30 seconds, that is exactly what they are doing!!!! I am so tired of it. (What's the harm you ask? The harm is that EVERYTHING smells like pee! They are doing it even though they have been told not to, and their curiousity with each other is disturbingly intense and persistent.)
Well this morning it took a turn for the worse. They were playing in the garage. Riding bikes. It got quiet in there so I went to see........ sure enough as I open the door, 2 little boys scrambled to pull up their pants. I look around the garage and there are suspicious little puddles all over the place!!!!!
(pause for the laughter to calm down again)
I found 4 puddles that they confessed to. What the HELL! Are these boys wolves? Marking everything in the garage -- golf clubs, fertilizer spreader, patio umbrella stand and wagon. I can only imagine what would have been next! Sharon's shoe rack? The stroller? John's tool boxes? I guess they have excellent bladder control though.
I got out a rag, mop bucket and some hot soapy water and made them clean for a while. Cam is now grounded from the garage and the 2 of them need to be within my line of sight at all times while together. This is a horrible phase and I hate it intensely.
My world is drowning in little boy pee.
I just keep having to say to myself, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass.......
I am surrounded by testosterone-loaded PEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
For starters, Darling Steve at 9 years old still wets 14 out of 15 nights. Damn disposables are almost a dollar each! And I tried the washing-the-sheets-everyday thing, but between the hot water costs, the sheets wearing out, the agrivation and Steve smelling like urine so much we gave that up. I KNOW he will outgrow it...... maybe before he is 20?
Secondly my boys' aim leaves something to be desired. It smells like a truck stop bathroom within a 1/2 hour of me cleaning up. Something to do with them not caring and having not been circumsized interfering with the aiming process. I mean its HORRIBLE!!!!!! The wall, the heater, the floor, anything within shooting radius up or down! ICK! I am at my wit's end.
And now a new thing. Just started about 3 maonths ago..... When Cameron and Caden are together they can't seem to keep their pants up. Alright, I can hear the laughter from here. Have a good chuckle, get it out of your system!!!!!
okay.
-
-
-
done yet?
-
Now normally I would just say "boys will be boys" and "those things are definitely fascinating" but it has gotten messy. They are curious, as their equipment does look very different from each others. Fine you looked already!!!! Privates are PRIVATE! Keep it to yourself, not for display! Apparently the big loophole for this rule (as they see it) is peeing in the great outdoors. Aside from peeing on every rock, tree and twig in Sis's back yard, they have also relieved themselves on the house, fence, BBQ and heat pump! Every time they get caught, they are scolded and brought inside for a time-out. I need to watch them and if they stop moving for more than 30 seconds, that is exactly what they are doing!!!! I am so tired of it. (What's the harm you ask? The harm is that EVERYTHING smells like pee! They are doing it even though they have been told not to, and their curiousity with each other is disturbingly intense and persistent.)
Well this morning it took a turn for the worse. They were playing in the garage. Riding bikes. It got quiet in there so I went to see........ sure enough as I open the door, 2 little boys scrambled to pull up their pants. I look around the garage and there are suspicious little puddles all over the place!!!!!
(pause for the laughter to calm down again)
I found 4 puddles that they confessed to. What the HELL! Are these boys wolves? Marking everything in the garage -- golf clubs, fertilizer spreader, patio umbrella stand and wagon. I can only imagine what would have been next! Sharon's shoe rack? The stroller? John's tool boxes? I guess they have excellent bladder control though.
I got out a rag, mop bucket and some hot soapy water and made them clean for a while. Cam is now grounded from the garage and the 2 of them need to be within my line of sight at all times while together. This is a horrible phase and I hate it intensely.
My world is drowning in little boy pee.
I just keep having to say to myself, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass.......
just saying hi
Well, everything is plunking along in my little world.
My Graphic's Business is doing little things like logos,cards, ads. Nothing dramatic, but also nothing too time consuming.
The babysitting has only 13 days left!!!!! Hooray! I can't tell you how pleased I am about that. I told Sharon that I will be happy to be able to just VISIT her home again. And I will still help out for the occasional date night etc.
I am REALLY enjoying the baby, she is a sweet affectionate little doll. Sometimes I just WATCH her explore and smile to myself at the wonder she is! But the hours/pay stink and the boys are most often trouble together!
T and I have reached a happy equilibrium again (I think). He was careful not to be too critical of the choices I made while he was gone. "Where did you get the floor? What brand is it? That should work once the 1/4 round is in...." And in our bedroom I installed an outlet to hook up our freshly hung TV with a "trial offer" of cable TV. I did the easy thing and went through the basement up through the floor. (3/4" hole drilled into the carpet behind the side table). Tim was a little aghast at that, but he quickly said.... "It's your house too and if you don't mind a hole in the carpet, that's okay". I figured a hole in the carpet was a heck of a lot easier than putting in another box in the insulated wall. In fact, I think that would be horrible,as there is already a cable outlet on the far wall. I didn't need to justify it though so I said nothing just happy that he saw what I was trying to accomplish! And the DVD player was something he didn't get to do any consumer research on, but he was satisfied with the brand I chose, so that was good.
I think he may have been a bit surprised at all that I did while he was gone, that doesn't diminish the fact that we missed each other so much!!!!! I guess absence does make the heart grow fonder..... sigh. I genuinely am happy to have him home again.
My Graphic's Business is doing little things like logos,cards, ads. Nothing dramatic, but also nothing too time consuming.
The babysitting has only 13 days left!!!!! Hooray! I can't tell you how pleased I am about that. I told Sharon that I will be happy to be able to just VISIT her home again. And I will still help out for the occasional date night etc.
I am REALLY enjoying the baby, she is a sweet affectionate little doll. Sometimes I just WATCH her explore and smile to myself at the wonder she is! But the hours/pay stink and the boys are most often trouble together!
T and I have reached a happy equilibrium again (I think). He was careful not to be too critical of the choices I made while he was gone. "Where did you get the floor? What brand is it? That should work once the 1/4 round is in...." And in our bedroom I installed an outlet to hook up our freshly hung TV with a "trial offer" of cable TV. I did the easy thing and went through the basement up through the floor. (3/4" hole drilled into the carpet behind the side table). Tim was a little aghast at that, but he quickly said.... "It's your house too and if you don't mind a hole in the carpet, that's okay". I figured a hole in the carpet was a heck of a lot easier than putting in another box in the insulated wall. In fact, I think that would be horrible,as there is already a cable outlet on the far wall. I didn't need to justify it though so I said nothing just happy that he saw what I was trying to accomplish! And the DVD player was something he didn't get to do any consumer research on, but he was satisfied with the brand I chose, so that was good.
I think he may have been a bit surprised at all that I did while he was gone, that doesn't diminish the fact that we missed each other so much!!!!! I guess absence does make the heart grow fonder..... sigh. I genuinely am happy to have him home again.
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