Monday, January 28, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
Yet, I'm oddly intrigued.
(Can I get a PolPot landscaped garden outside too?)
How bizarre is it that they include Thatcher and both of the Bush Presidents? I'm not a fan of the Bush Regime but ummm - I'm not sure they're quite Hitler-esque. I'm fairly sure they are not, to be truthful.
Margaret Thatcher on the other hand...............
(kidding people kidding)
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
At Walt Disney World, they have a great toy store where you pay X amount for the potato and all the accessories you can fit into the box.
If you ever go, the secret is, fill the potato up BEFORE you put him in the box, then shove the little bits around him.
Baby Birth of Cool (above)had the Choice of Making Optimus Prime or Darth Vader. He chose to embrace the Dark Side.....
And you know, there is always a master and an apprentice soooo Lil Satchmo had to build his own agent of evil. Baby Birdman, however, embraced lighter fair - leaving the forces of darkness to his brothers.
And then things go really creepy when Daryl Dragon showed up.
Points will be awarded, however, for anyone saying something more original.
And as Susan say, Hurrah!
Monday, January 21, 2008
Susan goes in for a double mastectomy.
I'd take her some flowers, but I don't live close enough.
I could take her a casserole, but it would get cold on the long drive and I don't think it would mail well.
So instead I send her my best wishes, and my love.
We all look forward to your future, and are glad we get to be a part of it.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
So we had snow a couple of days ago and it was lovely and then it went BYE BYE very quickly. But we were excited by it nonetheless.
They were not completely sure what to think about all of this SNOW business. But I think Baby Birth of Cool and I do a nice job of representing Mary and Rhoda - whaddya think? (Thanks for the hats Mom) Since we knew this might be our ONLY chance to see snow any time soon we had to do it all. So there was snowball throwing.
And then a snowman had died an earlier death, so we launched an attack on him.
He got what was coming to him, I promise you. And then because we DO value recycling around here, we scavenged dead snowman parts and made our OWN Snowman. Amazing, really, how when you grow up in the north it never occurs to you how important and exciting this stuff can be. Lil Satchmo was heartbroken the other day when the snow came and went so quickly, and said to me "can we please go touch the snow next time it comes?" and suddenly I was so sad. He hadn't ever TOUCHED snow and I had said NO to going outside because it was nighttime.
I felt like a heel. Because they will only ever be 5 and 3 and 3 once. And Never, Ever, in their entire lives will they exude so much joy about a really silly looking snowman.
Just for good measure here is some running around in the snow video.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
but then it really starts to come down and they have to retreat inside.
And then when night fell.......it started to look like this.....
My children are seeing snow today for the first time in their lives.
I am delighted.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Also forwarded by the hubby, maybe I should forward this over to Kristen for arbitration of the razor incident.
We're supposed to have a Wintry Mix tonight. Sounds like something Martha Stewart should serve. "Tonight we'll have a Wintry Mix served with a warm apple cider, with apples picked from Mount Fuji."
Monday, January 14, 2008
I don't have anything really poignant to say......it all just seems sort of pointless in the face of such sadness really. And there is nothing lamer than virtual *hugs*.
Barbara wrote a lovely post, succinct and to the point.
If it were not for Mark and Babara,their long distance college romance and the early age "internet email" that connected them I wouldn't be here with you today. They were my first exposure to this fancy "email" thing. I think it might've been called "iMail" even.......I can't quite remember. Mark helped me and Mrs Repressed set up our first PC - which I think she bought from him. And rickety 486 that we had to adjust the jumpers on the motherboard to get the modem to work.
I love them both very much and miss them.
And Mark, I am really really sorry about your Dad.
If you have time, stop by Barbara's blog - and say hi. I'm sure they could use a howdy (however anyone caught sending *hugs* will be first against the wall when the revolution comes).
Sunday, January 13, 2008
While it's not Florida Warm here we've had a warm couple of days, with temps in the 60s during the day. Since we've been housebound in the cold icky weather recently we decided to get our munchkins out into the fresh air and sunshine for the afternoon.
Dauset Trails Nature Center is a really nice park located about an hour south of ATL. They have rescue animals there of various sorts, Hawks, bobcats bears,bison, deer, turkey and the like - plus a farm setting too. And lots of trails to walk and explore - and with no stroller this is fun fun fun, plus there are trees to hug and fun to have, especially when you are 5 and 3 and 3. I love the rescue aspect of it. These animals would be better off in the wild, except that many are injured and can't be rehabilitated. So they are cared for and enjoyed in this setting. It's quite lovely.
After our day letting them run in the fresh air - get ready girls - we went to the WHISTLE STOP CAFE! Yeah, that's right. The REAL Whistle Stop Cafe from FRIED GREEN TOMATOES!
It was so cool, I had the best time.
Of course we had to try to Fried Green Tomatoes, I'm not a fan but the hubby loved them (I'm not a fan in general but it seemed a moral imperative to try them).
And don't forget if you go - SECRET'S IN THE SAUCE!
It was a great family day out. I suppose now we'll have subzero temps for two months.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
And never, ever forget.......
...........YES They are Real!
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Because I'm sure it is a fun game, but I just can't invite the crew over to play MY CORNHOLE.
Or I could, but I think they might be disappointed when I pulled out this.
For a variation maybe you can add a Hot Karl or a Rusty Trombone?
It's too early, isn't it, for that kind of talk.......
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
This is the day, that despite my tired sore feet, he asked me if I would be his Cinderelli.
The answer is still yes.
Friday, January 04, 2008
I would not go so far as to say that we're in a "When Life Gives You Lemons Make Lemonade" sort of place, but we did get out and about this past weekend.
We went to one of our favorite places, the Fernbank Museum.
Our first stop was a meeting of poison dart frogs. The pic is a litle foggy because of all the humidity in their terrarium. Poison dart frogs are remarkably pretty. You'd be tempted to pick one up to check it out.
And then you would drop dead. Which would suck.
The exhibit was was getting ready to end to the Frog stuff was all on sale, so the kids all got Frog toys with which to beat one another.
We'll look forward to lots of smacks in the face by these I'm sure. Currently I've been enjoying learning what small animal toys fit into the frog mouths, as is enacted by Lil Satchmo at every turn.
One of my favorite views inside the Fernbank is this.......looking up into the ribcage of the Argentinasaurus.
I think that if this thing was ever walking over you, you'd just look up like this and think OH FUCK.
I love the Ferbank with it's Dinosaurs and it's lovely exhibits, it's breathtaking and relaxing to be there. There is a nice play area, where even little boys who like to dance in front of mirrors can find something to do!
After our fun day at the museum we cruised down to the southside of Atlanta to an AWESOME restaurant.......the BARBECUE KITCHEN! It's a meat and three style diner with absolutely rockin' homestyle entrees, all the vegetables you can eat and dessert comes with your dinner if you choose the meat and two.
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
There was one part of the story I'll never forget.
Laura has a miscarriage. She didn't know she was pregnant.....and suddenly she's stricken with the pain and loss of miscarriage. She says of it, that she is surprised how easy it is to have a baby, and how hard it is not to have one.
Who knew a pioneer woman would nail it so concisely?
I found out I was pregnant over two weeks ago,when a test showed me a purple plus sign.
It explained the nausea, the ickiness,the overwhelming sleepiness. And my breasts started to hurt.
For days, my husband and I were surrounded with joy - because another little beam of light was coming to live with us and if nothing else we are baby people. We adore them. Despite the stress and the chaos and the financial burden, nothing fills our hearts like our children.
It was good news.
I told my family, breaking the "tell no one before 12 weeks" rule. I made a doctor appt.
And I was ready. Plans were starting to form and the idea of a bassinette in my room felt very real.
The Saturday before Christmas shopping I stumbled to the bathroom at 6am to pee, and blood stained my toilet paper.
I crawled into bed and told my husband I had lost the baby. He reassured me, he held me, reminded me I spotted with the other two pregnancies at this time. I remembered - Implantation - was that it?
So we waited.
And the spotting continued. I called the doctor, and they put me on a hormone to help "prolong" the pregnancy until I could be seen after Christmas. The Doctor on Call using phrases like "at your age" which made me want to THROTTLE HIM. "FUCK YOU MADONNA HAD BABIES LATE FUCK YOU - PEOPLE HAVE BABIES LATER NOW DON'T YOU DARE SAY I AM TOO OLD TO HAVE BABIES YOU FUCK WAD!"
And the spotting continued.
And got worse.
So I went to the doctor and they did a urine test. Which was positive. But, they saw nothing on the ultrasound. So we did a blood test. To test the HGH. The plan, as stated, was that if the HCG was positive (which he anticipated) that I would then come back in a few days for a second blood test to see if the HGH was going up or down. If it went down, I was miscarrying.
So I went to work.
And started to bleed for real.
Back in the day, your friends came over. They brought casseroles, and your mom could take your kids for a few days. You could grieve with your spouse over your loss. During a modern miscarriage I sat and delivered developmental feedback to employees, made schedule changes for '08. Planned for the future.
Even as one possible future leaked out onto a maxipad in my panty hose.
Over the past weekend, everything concluded itself, as my body expelled the human it tried to grow along with everything else in my uterus.
Laura Ingalls Wilder was right.
It is much easier to HAVE a baby than to not have one.