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Thursday, December 22
Sam's first concert...
by
welee
on Thu 22 Dec 2005 07:31 AM PST
Sam has had the nastiest cold the past few days. No fever, just lots and lots of snot plagued her with a very red, sore nose. I wasn't sure if she was going to be able to go to school today for her Christmas party and concert.
This morning, she woke, still with a cold, but much better, so we went. The kids shuffled into the class when we got there as the parents went and sat in the pews, waiting. After 30 minutes the kids came in. Sam beamed and started jumping up and down as she walked when she saw me. Momma, Momma, Momma, she mouthed. I of couse got choked up and waved to my girl.
The kids assembled in the front of the church and sang 4 Christmas carols and rang jingle bells. It was too freaking cute. From the moment Kit saw Sam, all he did was laugh and clap his hands. He just adores his big sister. That worked for me cause it allowed me to video and take pictures at the same time. Thank heavens for 2 hands, lol.
Afterwards, we had cookies and juice/coffee. The school had Santa come too! I thought Sam and Kit were going tio jump out of their skins with excitement. I am so glad she was well enough to go today!
Here's a pic of the kids after the concert.
Sunday, December 18
DUH!
by
welee
on Sun 18 Dec 2005 07:29 AM PST
Today as I was leaving Sunday school, a lady was shocked to hear that I am pregnant. I was like what??? She said that she thought I was just chubby. Now understand that I am ALL belly (will post a belly shot tonight...). You see my belly about 15 mins before the rest of me gets there. There is NO WAY that you can not know that I am pregnant. What a dumb ass....
Speaking of Sunday school, my class is so cute. The kids have such a good time. I have gotten a lot of compliements lately and there is now a 13 year old who wants to be my assistant. Too funny! I even got a present from one of my students. I was like AWWWW... I thought it was really nice especially cause we only meet 2x a month.
Today Kit came with us to give Ben a break. With the holidays and his new position, he has been working a lot. Kit was very good in class. Today was a fun day cause we went over Chanukah and had a party. Sam said her favorite part was the dreidels and the chocolate, lol.
I have now hit the part of pg where when I lay on my side, my crotch feels like it is going to fall off. You know, that pounding, unrelenting pain. So I have only been able to fall asleep in a chair and it takes me forever to get to sleep. Then once I do get to sleep, I have to get up to pee... LOL... the joy of pg! It's weird cause in 9 weeks, my baby is going to be here already. Where has the time gone????? I must admit tho, I am excited to meet this little wonder. I already feel very close to her. I think with each pg, I have mellowed and it has made it easier to bond while pg. With Sam I was such an anal mess... everything worried me!
I think I am going to have a combined bday party for Sam and Kit in Feb (late for Kit, early for Sam...) I just do not think I will be up to having a party when the baby is 10 days old. Now I have to decided if I am going to invite all the family or if I am going to just do a kid do. The thing is we have some kiddo cousins that I want to invite cause they are kids too, but then how can I invite one relative and not another... KWIM? I also do not want to spend a bloody fortune. But if we do it at home, how much am I going to want to do 2 weeks before the baby comes? Decisons, decisions...
Time to get the kids down for a nap! Thank God for naps or I think I'd be a total loon by now. I think my nap is the best sleep I get all day!
Belly Shots!
by
welee
on Sun 18 Dec 2005 07:24 AM PST
Took this myself with a camera phone... will add a few more as soon as the MMS goes thru from my cell to my computer!
Ok, they just came thru...
And this is my fav! Not bad for being both the photographer and the subject, LOL. But, refering the my previous post? Not pregnant, just chubby..... Oh puh-lease!
Tuesday, December 13
Some whine before bed....
by
welee
on Tue 13 Dec 2005 07:31 AM PST
So I get this bill from Perinatal today. Understand before I go any further that I have had the same EXACT insurance for all 3 pregnancies and the same EXACT protocol has been followed. So this stupid bill is for $10.00. It is not a lot, but I wanted to know why I was getting a bill since I never had one from them before.
I called my insurance first. They were great. They agreed that I pay my initial co pay and then everything is covered as long as I stay in network, which I do. They told me that they were going to resubmit it and it would take 30 days. Fine.
I then call the hospital to let them know that my insuracne was going to be reprocessed and they'd get their 10 dollars. The woman was like, "Oh that won't be covered under your initial global payment." (meaning my only co pay...) Then she went on to say that I had other co pays over the years with the kids. She then said that things like non stress tests have co pays too. So I asked her to give me dates that I have paid co pays. She listed one in 2002 and one in 2003 for NST. I again stressed that I have NEVER paid a co pay to them. Altho I have infact had to call my insurance to get payment to them when something was processed incorrectly. She pressed that I have paid some NST co pays. I asked for dates again. She could not comply. I then said that I have been gestational diabetic for 3 pgs now. I have had more NSTs than I can count. I would KNOW if I have been paying co pays. I am pregnant, not stupid.
She did not like that and started to speak. I told her that I was done. My insurance would pay them their 10 dollars in the next 30 days. I was calling to be considerate, not be aggrevated and to have a Merry Christmas. I then hung up.
I had to go to work, but even at work, I was still annoyed. So when I got home I looked at the bill. It seems now the docs list an office visit for every proceedure, so I see where the mistake happened. HOWEVER, it shows that I made a $15,00 payment on 10/17 and a $5.00 payment on 11/25. Understand, I HAVE NEVER PAID THESE PEOPLE and I do all the bills at home. I am an anal pain in the butt about reconciling the checkbook every day - we have on line banking, so it is easy. So now I am really confused. It seems that they charged me a $15.00 co pay back in August but due to 2 mysterious payments, it brought my balance of my second co pay from $15.00 to $10.00.. Only I should not have a co pay beyond my first and I never paid these people.
I am so confused. Is there some other person paying my bills? If so, pay the big ones, LOL. Or is there another Wendy Lee who thinks she is paying for her bills only to have her amount creditied to me acct? Or is the hospital just a bunch of stupid devil monkeys (sorry Wendi.... couldn't resist, LOL....)?
I can say with certain that I will be )($#@@)(%@_$_+$#@ pissed if they try to charge me a office visit co pay for every non stress test when I never see a doctor... Grrrrrr.... There you go.... no good deed goes unpunished. And all this stress over 10 freaking bucks....
Night, night!
Saturday, December 10
I beat the snow!!!
by
welee
on Sat 10 Dec 2005 07:24 AM PST
And made it to my u/s. Yeay! Perinatal was the emptiest that I have ever seen it. I got there early and there was no one else waiting. It was the same cardiologist that saw Sam. She didn't remember me. I told her that was fine because that meant two things. First, that Sam's problem was not too bad. Second, we were not a complete pain in the ass. She laughed.
The baby's heart looked great. She said that can't guarentee that there won't be a small hole cause the u/s pic is not perfect. But it means that there is not a major problem. She felt confident that everything was just fine. That works for me!
The growth scan also was good. Baby girl is indeed a baby girl. She is now measuring two weeks ahead. Not a surprise since the diabetes is back. Her biggest things are her thigh bones and her head. All of my family has big fat heads, so I am not that surprised. Thick legs do not run in either my family or Ben's so maybe she is just going to have long legs. At the end of the day, it all balances out so as long as she is healthy, I am fine with it. She is already 2 lbs 11 oz. Grow baby grow!
My next growth scan is on January 6th. And we can definately put off the NST until I am 32 weeks. Yeay, I get to make it past Christmas with out running back and forth to the hospital 5000x a week. :)
Little girl Lee is definately a kicker and a mover. She did not stop moving during both u/s. I don't know if it is just her or cause she is my 3rd, but I definately feel her move waaaaaaay more than the other two.
Thursday, December 8
Baby girl...
by
welee
on Thu 08 Dec 2005 07:23 AM PST
Will be arriving c-section on March 3rd and delivered by my favorite doctor. YEAY! (That is unless she decides to make her enterance early, LOL...) She is already head down, but she better not be planning on going anywhere yet at 26 weeks.... Her heartbeat is still nice and strong and we are doing well over all. The GD is back, but so far I have been able to keep a handle on it with oral meds and diet.
My next appt is on Friday for my growth scan and fetal ecco cardiogram. Hopefully we do not get the 8 inches of snow predicted or it may change my appts. Boo, hiss. And if the baby is still not too big, we can put off the NST until 32 weeks! That would be so nice not to have to coordinate this into my schedule until after the holidays. It would be a real nightmare with Ben working extra cause the holidays, the Sam's school schedule and my work schedule as well as real life. The hospital is 40 mins away, so it is a little bit of a hike. The baby is getting big and I can feel her move all the time. It is strange to think she will be here in under 3 months. I am also getting really big. I need to get Ben to take a belly shot. I asked Kit the other day where Momma's baby was and he pointed to my belly. Smart little guy! Sam had no clue when I was pg with Kit, lol. Kit was also with me at my OB appt. (Sam was in school). He was so good. He sat in a chair next to me and held my hand while the doc checked me out. Boy is he a good boy. :)Sam has been in the "lets test everyone and throw a lot of tantrums" stage. The past few weeks have been special. Luckily I think we have a handle on it and it is getting better. So much is trial and error of what works. The sad/funny thing is that you think it would make us smarter for Kit and the new baby when they get bigger, but being that every kid is different, what works for Sam may not work for the others. So onto trial and error of Kit and the new baby we will go... LOL.Ok, time to get dressed and get everyone else dressed for school.
Tuesday, November 22
Grrrrrrr...
by
welee
on Tue 22 Nov 2005 07:21 AM PST
Thurs. 4 AM - Grandmonster dies.
Friday 3 AM - Wendy and Ben start getting sick from food poisoning.
Sat. night - Wendy and Ben still sick from food poisoning.Sunday - Funeral.
Monday 1:45 PM - We leave to go to my parents. Should take
1.5 hours. We arrive there 4.5 hours later.Tues. 3 AM Wendy starts getting sick from stomack flu.Tues. 8 AM - Wendy going to try to eat some toast.
I am done!
Sunday, November 20
The one about the funeral...
by
welee
on Sun 20 Nov 2005 07:20 AM PST
Well today was the funeral.. Just got back and I am exhausted. It was a long day - the kids held up well and were very good. It was a lot on them being that they are little. Thank God for Ben who took on a lot of the talkign care of them. It was hard to get very upset because they kept me so busy. Also, I do not cry well infront of other people. I never have. I finally had a good cry on the way home when the radio was blasting and no one in the car could hear me. Privacy among the family. It is still very stange.
My mom is holding up better than I thought, but I think it is because she knew it was coming. WE all did. Tomorrow we will sit shiva and then she can start healing with some closure. Lot of people came out both friends and family. Most of which were very kind and supportive, I do have one cousin tho that is an absolute dick and today just reconfirmed it. When Sam was hurt and all that, there was one asshole relation that never even acknowledged what happen let alone offer a prayer or send a card or anything. This person and his troll wife are supposedly religious as well. I never said anything cause why bother? Well today when we were walking to the grave site, he was like "Oh Sam looks goos considering her little thing and all that." I was like what? He then said again, "You know her little accident thing." Now understand he is a U of Penn graduate, he is no idiot. I just replied, "Um, it was more like a big thing and yes she does look good. We are lucky." And I walked away. Not the time or place - but what an asshole. Then later that day I got to hear about how his son takes the subway to Manahattan to his prvate school on the uipper west side, right off cetral park.... blah, blah, blah... Could I care ANY less? Bite me dick wod. (Yes, I am too tired and too drained to be diplomatic about this.) His wife is even worse - know-it-all, but-in-a-oonveration, holier-than-tho bitch, Luckily I should never have to see them again - WOO HOO!!!!!!
I was one of the three grandchildren who wrote an eulogy. Exsuse the typos, but this is what I said...
Hello everyone. If you expecting to hear about the genteel, quiet, soft spoken woman who passes away, um… you are in the wrong place. I am going to talk about my grandmother today, Eleanore. She was NOT a soft spoken, delicate thing. She was rather a force of nature. She may have only been 5 feet tall and 120 lbs soaking wet, but trust me, that didn't stop the force of her, ever.
From stories that were told to me as a child, Eleanore was a hand full from the time she was a child. She was the adored, only sister of 4 brothers. She loved to be spoiled and attended to. She was very beautiful and would have been the first person to tell you that! I remember her telling me many times how right before she got married, that she had 4 "gentleman callers" who wanted to marry her at the same time, but she chose my grandfather – whew, good thing for me or I'd be the one in the wrong place today. Now, if you told her she was vain, she'd laugh and take that as a compliment. She would have been the first person to tell you that. But then on the other hand, there were so many times when I was growing up, that she'd be tucking me in bed and sitting with me chatting and she would tell me how beauty is on the inside. It didn't matter what anyone looked like on the outside – it mattered what they were on the inside. She was an enigma.
She was vibrant, full of life and full of opinions. When you were a loves one, she never held back on sharing those opinions either – whether you asked or not. One of my favorite stories was about one night when I was little she came over to baby sit. While my parents were out, she decided to re arrange all the furniture once I was asleep. When my parents asked her why she did that, she replied "because it looked better that way." In her heart, she always knew what was best for us and even when she drove us a little crazy, it was always meant with love.
She did love her family fiercely. Heaven help the person who wronged any of us, she would go after them like a lioness protecting her cubs. And when it came to grandchildren, Eleanore was like a Jewish, female version of Santa Claus – with out the red suit that is…. I remember growing up, she lived around the corner from us and she came over every day. And every day she had something for me. She was a fun grandmother when I was little. She always had the time to play a game, watch the crazy dance shows that Robyn and I made, listen to us "play" – if you can call it that – our musical instruments, read a story and my personal favorite, sitting with me and talking when I was tucked up in bed before going to sleep. She had a way of making you feel like the most special child in the world.
For a tiny woman, she had a loud voice and was very vocal. She could be very argumentative. On more than one occasion she said, "You only fight with the ones that you love…" Well people, she loved ALL of us a lot, huh? Seriously tho, I think that was just a part of our family. I remember when Grandmom Beizer was still alive and would have the holiday dinners at their apartment on Front and Godfrey Ave. Most the Uncles were there – Uncle Milt, Uncle Davey and Uncle Hymie, the Aunts, Aunt Mildred, Aunt Fan were there, all the older cousins Arlene, Andrea, Bobby, Matt were there, my parents, Uncle Paul and Aunt Eileen – well she was Aunt Honey back then, were there and me and Melanie perpetually at the kids table and Robyn and Brandon in highchairs. It was a loud crew. Those were vibrant days and wonderful get-togethers. You had this small space with these vibrant, intelligent, LOUD, opinionated people – none of whom had any compunction about speaking over the other and often speaking at the same time. It got noisy, even heated at times, but always full of love and laughter. Many of us have that vocal, stubborn tendency in our family… not me of course; I'm talking about everyone else…. Eleanore LOVED those times. I know she has missed her brothers for a long time and I know she especially missed her husband and her son. As hard as it is to say good bye, I take comfort that she is with many loved ones now and looking down on us smiling.
I take comfort that this past Yom Kippur we were able to be together and she was able to spend time with loved ones that she hadn't seen for awhile. I know it meant the world to her. I am glad that she got to meet and know two of my kids.
Eleanore would have loved having everyone here today and she would have really loved that they day was about her, well maybe not the being dead part. If she was here, I believe she'd want us to celebrate her life. For ninety five years, she was a force of nature leaving her mark on the world. I will miss her, but she will continue to live thru our stories and memories.
And on that note, my house is quiet, I can cry and grieve before tomorrow comes, I am around people and shut down again. I smile, I talk, I joke, I attend to,but I do not regiter any pain until I am alone. Being outgoing and private at the same time is very deceptive. Shhhhh... don't tell my secrets...
Thursday, November 17
Rest in Peace...
by
welee
on Thu 17 Nov 2005 07:19 AM PST
My Grandmother passed this morning at 4:00 AM. Being that she was on double dose of Morphine is her drip, she was pretty much comatose. So it was a blessing for her. It is just oddly strange for the rest of us. Ninety five years is a long time. It seems unatural that she is not going to be here to torture the rest of us on a regular basis. That sounds mean, but she would have been the first one to say that you only fight with the ones you love. She lived by that and I swear she enjoyed arguing with her loved ones. Odd, but true. She was a true force of nature.
Friday, November 11
I don't want to be one of "those" moms....
by
welee
on Fri 11 Nov 2005 07:16 AM PST
For awhile Sam has been complaining about a boy in school named Mathew, who she calls "Stingy". Bascially he grabs toys and is stingy with sharing. The details of the stories do not change, but they are pretty minor, so I have not said anything.
Today the teacher pulled me aside when I went to pick up Sam. Sam was bossy while playing in the kitchen and pushed someone in line today when they were coming in. The teacher said that they talked with her and told her if she did it again that she'd be in time out. So when Sam and I got to the car, I asked her about school.
She said that when she was in line, Mathew kept touching her hair. I asked her what she did then. She said she told him to stop but he didn't. I asked then what happened. She said she pushed him. So of course we had the talk about when she gets frustrated when someone does not listen, she should tell Mama, but if she is in school then she should tell the teachers. She seemed to get it. Sam will push Kit when he gets on her nerves, but he usually has to really pester her. That said, Sam is not one who pushes her friends when on playdates.
I debated whether I should call the school. After reading Linda's blog, I did not want to be one of "those" mothers that she heard talking with the teacher. That said, I did not want my kid to be pushed around and then the one to get in trouble when she pushed back. So, I called.
I first asked if there was a boy named Mathew in the class. There was. I explained what Sam told me and went on to say that if his name had been a one off, I wouldn't be calling. Sam has complained about him repeatedly for several weeks now. The teacher said she would keep a closer eye on Mathew and Samantha. I thanked her and told her I appreciated the feedback on Sam's behavior. Pushing is not allowed in her home, so I do not want her acting out in school either - but again, if there is a problem with the other child and her, I wanted them to be aware of that.
So am I one of "those" mothers? Being that Sam is my first, I just have no frame of reference. But I am thinking, it may always be hard when it is our kids involved. I know Sam. She will test me til the end of time. She is smart, she is articulate, she pushes the boundries... but she is not a physical kid like that.
Other news.... poor little Kit has a sinus infection. I had to take him to the doc today with a 101.4 fever. Luckily he is now on antiboitics, so he should start feelijg better.
Now onto the one about the worst OB appt ever...
So I go to my OB appt on Tues. Bust my ass to get there by 11:15 because God knows if you are let, they have a fit. Of course they are backed up. I had to wait for all 4 ladies in the waiting room with me to go first and then people started coming in after me and were being called. After the 2nd one, I looked at the nurse when she called the other lady, who by the way had been there a whole 5 mins and I had been there over and hour... The nurse scowles at me and said I'd be next. Well no dug, no one else was left.
Have I mentioned that I had both kids with me and Ben. I finally got called back and waited another 20 mins. The doc breezed in, listened to the hb, asked if I had any questioned, said not to worry about the 10 lbs I gained and left. Not one mention of GD (the weight gain a real clue it may be back...), no mention of my level II u/s last week, nothing! I actually had questions, but was so flabbergasted by the whole thing, my mind went blank. Then when making the next appt, I told them anytime on Mon and Tues was fine becuase my husband is off. Well the girl up front got snippy and wanted to know if I could drive to their other office 45 mins away. I responded no, I wanted to go to this office which is 5 mins from my house. She then went on to say that I needed to meet all the doctors. At this point I got curt, "I am going to have a scheduled c-section which Dr. SXXXXXXX has already agreed to do. This is my 3rd child, I really do not care if I ever meet any of the other doctors." She looked at her computer and found me an appt on a Tues but in 5 weeks instead of 4. I told her that was fine and I'd call if I had any problems.
WTF? I mean the office was empty when I got done, so I am sure that they were in a hurry for lunch, but that was not my problem. It still pisses me off thinking about it. But overall, I do like my doc, so I am hesitant to call and complain. Onto serious things....
Many thoughts and prayers to Wendi and her family.
And many thoughts and prayers to Laura and her family.
I hate when bad things happen to good people.
Sunday, November 6
Multi-tasking...
by
welee
on Sun 06 Nov 2005 07:18 AM PST
My kids are pretty good eaters. They like real food more than they like junk. A favorite of theirs is some crunchy peanut butter on a spoon. This morning they asked for peanut butter on a spoon, so I got it for them. I also needed the toliet, so I put LOTS of peanut butter on the spoons and sat them down in front of one of their favorite shows (God bless TIVO). I then went to where I needed to go.
Long ago, I gave up on shutting the door and luckily I am not a shy person. Well, after a few minutes, they came trotting into the bathroom.
"Momma, I want more peanut butter and so does Kit,"Sam announced, with her brother nodding in agreement.
"Well Momma needs to finish what she is doing and then I will get you more," I replied, thinking this satisfied them because they left.
I heard rustling in the kitchen and very shortly after, Sam and Kit returned to the bathroom with the peanut butter jar and their spoons in hand.
"Look Momma," Sam smiled. "I brought the peanut butter to you! Now can you can potty and make us a snack at the same time!" She beamed from ear to ear, so proud of her problem solving.
I laughed and I put more peanut butter on their spoons. She was right, I can take care of nature calling and make a snack all at the same time. Talk about multi-tasking. I wonder if I should use that as an example on the resume? LOL.
Saturday, November 5
WOO HOO!
by
welee
on Sat 05 Nov 2005 07:17 AM PST
(email sent to all stores...)
Good afternoon all..Please share with your teams.
Today I'd like to announce the newest members of our store sales management team. Before I do, I want to thank all the applicants. This process reminded me of the quality of people we have in our district. We had a great pool of people to choose form.
~ Tom XXXXXXXX will be our new Assistant Store Manager for the Palmer "Blue" store. Tom has been in sales with our company for 2 years, and prior to that managed the "Play It Again Sports" store with full P&L responsibilities. Tom has built a very loyal customer base over the last two years and understands the importance of a quality customer experience. Tom has been known to dress up as Mr. Rogers for Halloween..so if you see Mr. Rogers around..please join me in congratulating him on his new roll.
~ Benjamin LXX will be joining the Wind Gap team as our Assistant Store Manager and will bring 4 years of sales experience to the team. Ben has been a past member of our "VP Club" and "Elite Eight" on a number of occasions and prior to his wireless experience spent 6 years managing restaurants. Ben will tell you that his restaurant days molded his work ethic. Ben is from "Across the Pond" so if you run into a guy with a funny accent..tell him congratulations on his new position!!
~ Tiffany XXXXX comes to her new Assistant Store Managers position with a strong and diverse background. Tiffany started as a receptionist "back in the day" and quickly was promoted to one of our first store sales associates in Phillipsburg, NJ. Tiffany then spent the next 8 years in the B2B world where she developed, implemented, and drove the CDA / IRU business. Her ability to network with the local stores enabled her to grow her business and prove to be one of the more successful Corporate Account Managers in PA. Tiffany then decided to make retail her home once again, and has been in our Lehigh Street store for the last 2 years. Please join me in welcoming Tiffany to her new position!!
These positions will go into effect December 1st. Again, thanks to everyone for there help and assistance during this process. Look forward to seeing everyone soon.
YEAY BEN!!!!! I am so proud of him!!!!! Yes, once again, I am shamelessly bragging!
Thursday, October 27
Inspired by Jen....
by
welee
on Thu 27 Oct 2005 07:15 AM PDT
"Is there a song, or maybe a poem or even a photo that is so intense you can barely stand to be near it, yet you love it so much you can listen/read/look at it for hours on end, over and over?"
OMG yes. There is a book called Remembrance by Jude Deveraux that I read when Ben and I first got together. Remembrance by Jude Deveraux is the story of a woman who is determined to improve her life in the present by altering her past lives.
Hayden Lane is a romance writer obsessed with James Tavistock, the hero of her latest novel. Her fascination with the character and his life drives away her fiancé and slowly she becomes immersed in her unfinished novel to the extent that she believes that Jamie is the only man for her.
On an impulse she visits a mind reading psychic named Nora who unknowingly convinces Hayden that Jamie is not only real, he is her soul mate, and destined to be with her three lives from the present one.
Faced with this dilemma Hayden does what any modern woman, used to getting her own way, would do. She decides that she is not going to wait three life times, she is going to find him in this one!
But this task is not as easy as it seems. Hayden does not know what form he has taken, nor does she know where in the world he is. And most distressing of all they are both cursed to remain apart in this lifetime.
Using the curse as a starting point Hayden decides that she will find a way to break this curse and under regression hypnosis (against the advice of Nora) she travels into the past, and the body of Lady de Grey.
In the body of Catherine she finds herself married to her soul mate, Lord Tavistock, who is about to divorce Catherine in favour of another woman.
During this part of the novel both Catherine and Hayden occupy the same body and Hayden soon realises that Catherine is as much a victim of the curse as she herself is. Neither of them seem destined to have their soul mate.
Deciding that the only way to get back to the 20th century is to be hypnotised again she goes to an Edwardian mesmerist who sends her back. Only not to the 20th century, back to the beginning of her lives.
The story of their lives is relayed in Part 2. A pure love story of two souls who are manipulated by those around them as they struggle to remain together. Neither can live without the other and their story is as romantic as it is tragic as we discover the curses of both Callie and Talis that have lasted through time to the present day.
I used to write and draw about a person, very much like Ben, when I was a kid. I had just met him while reading this book. This story hit very close to home with me. I can still read it over and over and over.
Then there is the song LUCKY by BIF NAKED.
This hit home with me one night in the PICU, when Sam was lying there motionless, the vent breathing for her. It was late and I had the door closed and the CD player loud, trying to drown out my pain to music. (I had this song on a CD)
I never really listened to the words before. Obviously take out the lover references, but most of it just hit home. I was lucky. She was alive. She almost died. I was lucky. I ached. I wanted to die for her. But I was lucky. She was going to get better. And the pain of everything hit me like a mack truck.
So I sat there, singing to her as loud as I could, with tears pouring down my face. To this day, even thinking about that song makes me cry - not a little, but a lot.
The lyrics...
it was a monday, when my lover told me,
"never pay the reaper with love only."
what could i say to you, except, "i love you."
and "i'd give my life for yours."
i know we are: we are the lucky ones.
i know we are: we are the lucky ones.
i know we are: we are the lucky ones, dear.
the first time we made love, i: i wasn't sober.
(and you told me you loved me over and over!)
how could i ever love another, when i miss you every day:
remember the time we made love in the roses?
(and you took my picture in all sorts of poses!)
how could i ever get over you, when i'd give my life for yours.
i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
i know we are: we are the lucky ones, dear.
my dear, It's time to say i thank god for you.
i thank god for you in each and every single way.
and, i know... i know.. i know.. i know...
it's time to let you know. time to let you know.
time to let you know. time to sit here and say:
i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
i know we are: we are the lucky ones, dear.
we are the lucky ones, dear...
GREAT NEWS...
by
welee
on Thu 27 Oct 2005 07:15 AM PDT
BEN GOT THE JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He starts his new postition on Dec 1st. He is going to my old store, LOL. Talk about full circle. The pay isn't that much more, but it still is more AND he has the title now to move to the next level. The next level is where we'd start seeing more dollars.
YEAY BEN!!!! I am so proud of him and am so glad that his hard work is paying off. He really deserves it.
Oh, it is hush, hush for another week. So no blabbing to anyone ladies and gents. ;)
AND.... Kit did a potty repeat of yesteday, only today it was with a poop.
My boys *sigh* I am so proud.
Wednesday, October 26
Well it a'int over....
by
welee
on Wed 26 Oct 2005 07:22 AM PDT
Thurs. 10:00 PM - Kit starts barfing. Stomach flu.
Friday 2:00 PM - Sam starts barfing. Stomach flu.
On a good note, we were all healthy for most of Thanksgiving Day. We had a little snow and took the kids out. Since they are little, it does not take a lot to make them happy. I made dinner early for 1:00 and then we all napped afterwards. LOVED THAT! And later in the day, I took Sam to see Chicken Little. It was really cute and we had the best time. Sam wanted it to be "just us girls..." She so enjoyed getting her own popcorn and soda. She was so into the movie, she didn't realize that she had to pee... when we walked out of the theater, she all of a sudden started jumping up and down, her eyes real wide, "Momma, I have to pee NOW!" (Luckily we made it to the potty, LOL.)
Today so far we are free of stomah flu things, but we are staying in our PJ's, taking it easy. Ben is the only one left to get it.... and he is at work... oh well, LOL.
A brag, a bitch and update....
by
welee
on Wed 26 Oct 2005 07:01 AM PDT
First, my brag. Today my cutest little fellow, Baby Kit, pulled off his diaper. I thought he just wanted a new one. So I brought over the diaper and said, "Diaper time." When I say that he usually lays down and waits for me to change the diaper. Well today he shook his head no. I asked him if he'd like to use the potty. He nodded yes. He then ran off to the toliet. I followed. When I got there he was already sitting on his little potty, smiling. I told him to potty and guess what? My little guy peed on the potty. The look of pride on his face was just the best. And of couse Samantha and I made the biggest deal. Big Boy!!!
Next, the bitch... Still waiting on Ben's job. No decision has been made even tho they said that they would decided by the end of last week. Annoying. Frustrating. I just hope Ben gets it - especially cause he has been doing the freaking job now for over a year - only with out pay and a title.
The update... Grandmonster doing the same.
Tuesday, October 25
U/S results....
by
welee
on Tue 25 Oct 2005 07:01 AM PDT
Chicken?
NO!
DOG?
NO!
Cat?
NO!
Really want to know?
OK......
GIRL!!!!
Friday, October 21
A quickie...
by
welee
on Fri 21 Oct 2005 07:00 AM PDT
Health news: Going to see the Grandmonster tomorrow. Will have the kiddos with me. Luckily my sister will be there and she can help me. She flew in today. Think the kiddos will play in the waiting room and not go in. I think they are a little young to see this.
Also, my u/s is Tues. Can't wait! Always get nervous that I will see something horrible when the u/s gets close. Open leg vibes for my baby on Tues.
Work news: Worked with C tonight, in stations. Well I ran circles around her lazy ass. I made 130 to her 80. Ha ha, hoo hoo. Felt great! She can put that in her pipe and smoke it. (Yes, petty but it still felt good.) J actually laughed out loud when he heard what I made v. her. Ha ha, hoo hoo....
Thursday, October 20
Grandmonster...
by
welee
on Thu 20 Oct 2005 06:59 AM PDT
Just got a call from my mom that the grandmonster is now having troube breathing. It seems to be settling in her lungs. She said I should arrange to come down soon. I really believe that we are entering the final innings and that the grandmonster is not long left for this earth.
I think even though everyone knows death is part of the life cycle, no one is really ever ready for it - especially those who remain. Cruel pain in the ass that she is, I still find it strange and upsetting that she will not be here soon.
Other Ramblings....
by
welee
on Thu 20 Oct 2005 06:58 AM PDT
No news on Ben's job. Should know by end of week.
Grandmonster the same. Still out to lunch. Not a stroke tho. Some strange blood infection, mabye.... Nerulogist (sp? tired...) sees her tomorrow to try to find out why she is stark raving mad right now.
Kids good.
Mommy tired.
Work Bitchings....
by
welee
on Thu 20 Oct 2005 06:58 AM PDT
The Characters...
C.... waitress, in 30's, divoreced 2x, 3 kids, always trying to scam something. Player.
J... The boss
The Dumb ones... what J calls the young waitresses
Must tell you, C is the WORST waitress I have EVER worked with. And that included the dumbest of dumb that have graced MY WORK. She is slow, sloppy and greedy. She does no side work - worse than that, lies about what she does and then I find later that it is not done and have to do it. She can't bus a table to save her life. So when it gets busy I am busing ever single table and then when I get them menus cause she is no where to be found, she accuses me of stealing tables! (There was one table, that she ignored and when I asked them if the ordered up front, the said no, they were ready and started saying they wanted 3 slices....) And I told her! When she was afraid I had more (and again questioned my honesty) cause I had some campers (starts pointing at tables), I gave her a 5 that was mine and took and then took the 2 top that came in and had been sitting at a dirty table that she ignored. I had also cleaned the tables for the 5 top. (Old dirty tables of C's). After my 2 top, she then took the next three/four tables that came in. On top of it, thru out the night, many of her tables kept asking me to get stuff cause she never came back and then there was the table she just forgot she had. Also when a few tables came in, she didn't go to who came in first, she'd go out of order to pick who she thought looked the best. GRRRRRRR....
Then at the end of the night she was like "I want to like you... I think we are friends...." And I smiled but was like, hey, you need to help bus tables and you need to watch what is coming in the door. This is not Friday night were you just wait for your station to fill up. You need to watch what is going on. She accused me of having over a 100 when she had 75. I did not, I had like 73. I said as much and that if she doubted me, she was more that welcome to count my money. I don't know what she thought I might have had, but there was not cash in my pocket backing it up. I then said I saw the three/four tables she just took. She looked away and kind a blushed. And I said I did not call her on that cause I am not like that. But I saw it. I then explained when she was pointing at tables, which tables had been camping. I also added that when she was pointing to tables, it was busy and not the time to argue about it. I am not like that. I am not sure if she knew that she even made me angry. I really kept my cool and was proud of myself.
Call me a bitch, call me anything, but don't call me dishonest. OMG, that will set me on freaking fire. So anyway, it never got heated even though inside I wanted to punch her out. It is still friendly... but OMG. She is something else. J said that she is used to being able to con people out of tables with the poor me crap and that she may be getting pissed cause I do not take it or care. He saw it tonight too. I was hot after she left. He laughed cause it was the first time ever that I complained about a server that I work with like that. I have been there 1.5 years. I said to him, at least the kids (we have a lot of young waitresses) try and just don't expect me to do freaking EVERYTHING and then complain cause I should give them my tables.
J said once that he was working with her and a table of his got up and he saw them put three bucks down. He was with a customer at the register. While he was with them, he saw C go over and put the 3 bucks in her pocket. He later asked her if they left him anything. She looked him in the eye and said no. He said he knew right then what kind of person she is. He said, if she had said yes, he would have told her to keep it. It just wanted to see what she would say.
J did say that he likes me way better than her and if she causes problems or says anything he will tell her that my nights are my nights and she needs to find another night to work. He said, even better, if I get her to quit, that his wife will LOVE me forever. His wife HATES her. And she also has told him that C is the WORST waitress in the world.
Can I also add that I am so sick of hearing how poor she is yet she is having a biog Halloween bash, a even bigger 30th bday for boyfriend (costing somewhere around 1000) and going to FLA next month... If you are so f-ing poor, then cancel the parties and rent a freaking video. All night I am hearing... you are going to make more money than me and I need money. Well, duh, don't we all? Maybe instead of wasting time worrying about me, she should use that time to be a decent waitress.
Yet here I am at 12 freaking thirty, too irrated by this crap when I have so much other stuff already on my plate. Can someone please pass me some benadryl?
Tuesday, October 18
My Grandmonster...
by
welee
on Tue 18 Oct 2005 06:57 AM PDT
just had a stroke. My mom could not get a hold of her since yesterday, so she called a neighbor of the Grandmonster. The neighbor found her sitting in a chair unable to really move and not making sense. My mom said it looks like she had been there all night and had peed all over herself. Obviously they called the ambulance and were off the the hospital.
My mom is there now waiting for the tests to come back, but it is looking pretty bad.
I can't even explain how I am feeling. It is no secret that the woman can be meaner than the devil. But I do know in her own evil way, she does love me. I guess that is why she is my grandmonster.
And now I must get ready for work. I'll be in great sted tonight to deal with the general public.
Sunday, October 16
Wish us luck...
by
welee
on Sun 16 Oct 2005 06:56 AM PDT
I've been too nervous to write anything and jinx us before this.... The positon that Ben has been wanting and working for was finally posted. He has techically been doing the job for awhile now, but that is not the same as having it. There were 22 applicants and this past Thurs. they interviewed everyone.
Since then Ben has made the short list which has 4 or 5 people on it and there are three positions available. We know 4 of the short list people (I used to work for the same company.) Of them, one would give Ben a run for his money if it were just one position. But it seems like this woman and Ben are top of the list. Ben interviews really well and truly does know his stuff. He is a hands on manager who lead by example and would do great! It also is the right step forward to him eventually getting his own store. But, until they offer him one of the positions, it is only supposition.I think I am more nervous than he is. He thrives on interviews and usually I do when it is me, but it is not me. That means it is completely out of my control. I have complete faith in Ben. But, I am a bit of a control freak, LOL. His next interview is tomorrow at 2:00. So if you have a chance, send some positive vibes our way. Thanks!
Sunday, October 9
My thought of the day...
by
welee
on Sun 09 Oct 2005 06:54 AM PDT
MEAN: characterized by malice; "a hateful thing to do"; "in a mean
mood" [syn: hateful]
In a world that is already filled with so much tragedy, it baffles my mind why people waste time being mean. Personally I have a billion and a half better things to do ranging from spending time with my husband and kids down to picking lint out of my belly button.
Thursday, October 6
I got an apology...
by
welee
on Thu 06 Oct 2005 06:00 PM PDT
this morning that was sincere and not just quippy lip service. I also woke up and felt better. (Yes, Tammy, the sun did come out, LOL. Boy was I an Annie fanatic growing up, LOL.) Ben is a good guy, a great dad and husband. But, he is still a man and that means that sometimes he just is an ass. Ben said it best when he explained the Asshole Factor. All men have this, just some men have it worse than others. Bad Asshole Factor is a man who cheats, does not come home, hangs at the bar all the time... ect. Mild Asshole Factor is being insenstitive from time to time. But all men have it. LOL. At least he understands that sometimes he is just a... you know ladies, now say it together... ASSHOLE. LOL.
Wednesday, October 5
I just want to cry ...
by
welee
on Wed 05 Oct 2005 05:59 PM PDT
So I was driving home from work tonight when I saw a cat in the middle of the road. I swirved as much as I could with out crashing. If the stupid cat kept going the original direction, everything would have been fine. But no, it turned around and I ran it over. I turend around to see if it was alive. It didn't seem to be breathing. I called 911 who gave me the number to animal welfare. I got a pager. I left my number but no one called me back. I stayed in my car, but by the cat for 30 mins. But when no one was coming to help me, I left. I felt badly, but did not feel comfortable getting out of the car. It was dark and all I kept thinking was that I was going to get bitten. I didn't think that would be a good idea at 17 weeks pg.
Of course Ben said the only two choices were to take the cat to the SPCA or check for a collar and call the owners. And I did neither, so that made me feel great.
Then I just remembered that I forgot to take Sam to get her flu shot Tues. This upset me cause out of both the kids, she is the one that REALLY needs it. And of couse, there was already a waiting list back in Sept before the shot became avaialble.
Ben's response was to the effect of I can call and put her on the list again, so why was I upset. Can I tell you how much that made me want to deck him?
I then tell him that I am feeling overwhelmed and not like myself. Things are just slipping my mind and I feel like I am getting lost. And of couse, he has to try to "solve" things, when all he should do is just shut the f up and listen. STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!
I just want to bawl right now. I do feel overwhelmed. And G-d help me if I mention any anxiety about the baby - cause his fav pat response is that I am the one who wanted the baby. I get no f-ing help with anything that takes actual thought and planning in this house. NOTHING! And when I say I am upset, what do I get? Crap.
And now he said he was sorry. And what, that makes me feel better? No, sorry, it does not. Screw you.
Tuesday, September 27
Quick update...
by
welee
on Tue 27 Sep 2005 05:58 PM PDT
Just got back on Sunday from seeing some friends and had the BEST time! It flew by. I love getting together with the gals. It is so nice to hang out and chat. Even though we are all very different, there is a underlying commonality between us. I think that is what bonds us.
I was kid free this weekend. Ben was home being Mr. Mom. He did a great job and since I have been home, he has been much more hands on. I think it gave him an appreciaiton for what I do. Yeay! Being that I was kid free, I shared a hotel room with Miss Tiff. We had so much fun. On friday we stayed up late, tucked up in our own beds, chatting like I used to do when I was a kid and was having a slumber party. LOL, it was fun.
The gals also got me presents for the baby. I got some adorable outfits, books and swaddler for the new baby and some gift certs that I CAN'T wait to use! I was so suprised and it was so kind and thoughtful. It really meant a lot to me. I have the nicest friends. :)
On the ride back to Chicago, my check engine light came on and was on for most the ride. I checked everything obvious and nothing was wrong. So I sped, praying that the car would wait for me to get to Midway before dying. Luckily it did and I was able to give the piece of crap car back to the rental people.
Then on the flight, we were booked. I was on the isle and had this Indian girl next to me that kept falling asleep and sleeping on me. When I would wake her, she then would sleep on the man who was sitting by the window. I finally told her that this was crazy. I could appreiciate she was tired, but she needed to recline her seat and stop sleeping on us. When I got off the flight, the window man came up to me and we laughed about the crazy sleeping chick.
It was great coming home and seeing the family! The kids would not let me out of their sight. I was tired, but it felt so nice to be home. Ben had the house and the kids looking clean and tidy. We took the kiddos out for pizza that night.
Monday, Kit had his well baby check up. He is now 34.5 inches and weighs 27.5lbs. He is healthy and perfect! I could have told the docs that, LOL. We did have to take him tho to have blood drawn to check his iron. Poor little guy did not like that.
Today I had a OB visit and it went well. The little one is doing well and had a nice strong, easy to find hb of 157. And I only put on 1.5 lbs since my last visit and that was even after eating like a pig this weekend. Yes, I ate a whole triple chocolate dessert from Applebees... good and true.
Now it is time to put the kiddos down for a nap and sneak one in too!
Saturday, September 17
SAM BRAG!!!!
by
welee
on Sat 17 Sep 2005 05:23 PM PDT
We bought Sam some cloth pull ups. She LOVES them cause they look like underwear. They are her night time underpants. We've been discussing not peeing in our pants at night. Previously, her pull ups had been sodden. Sam also knows that when she doesn't pee in her pull ups, she can have one of my original Strawberrey Shortcake dolls, except Blueberry Muffin, who is mine, lol! Sam covets and loves my dolls!
*Drum roll please....* Well last night, Sam did NOT pee in her cloth pull up! She woke up today dry and when she woke, she was like "Ohhhhhhh, get out of my way, I have to pee!!!!!!" And she is now the proud owner of my Rasberyy Tart doll.
YEAY SAMANTHA!!!!!!
Monday, September 12
Insomnia...
by
welee
on Mon 12 Sep 2005 05:57 PM PDT
Tired, but can't sleep.
Bloated, feel fat - pregnant, not a lot of weight gain. Water. Belch.
Kids good. Halloween costumes. Sam will be Cinderella and Kit will be a tiger.
Tammy and Kristin, where are your blogs?
Sam told my mom yesterday that she was a poop cause she doesn't come and play with her. Today, my parents came over to play with the kids. The kids ran them ragged, but a good time was had by all!
Kyra, go to the doctor.
Can't wait for 2 weeks. A weekend with friends and no kiddos. Excited, but miss the fam already.
Off Count Chocula.
Gas went down to 2.97 - who knew that would make me cheer?
Haven't heard from my friends in BR.
How is Sabrina doing?
First day of Sunday School. Teaching went great! When we got home, I walked in on Sam teaching Kit - telling him that she was a teacher jsut like Mama. Awwwwwwww....
Leanna, glad to see you around again.
Moving furniture and cleaning... nesting already?
I have a IRL friend who lives right by me that feels it necessary to call me 5x a day. I do not answer most of the time. What can she possibley have to say to me that requires that many phone calls? Can we say High maintenance and PITA? And it is usually stupid stuff. I think she wants me to organize and manage her life. Uh, no, I have a life...
Found 5 BIG grey hairs on the front of my head.
I am still LMAO that Michelle found a monster in her bed....
Why the FRIG is is 1:30 in the morning and I CAN NOT SLEEP when I am butt Firetruck tired?
Sunday, September 4
Why men and computers do not mix...
by
welee
on Sun 04 Sep 2005 05:56 PM PDT
Sometimes I want to smack my husband upside his head with a red hot frying pan. Over the past ten years I have said SOOOO many time, "You spend too much time of the computer and ignore everything else."
So again last night we had that conversation. Grrrrrr..... He then plays the oh, ok, I won't do anything I enjoy routine.... It makes me want to scream. I am not saying that. But, when I go to bed most nights and he does not notice cause he is too self involved a stupid game or I start coughing having an allergic reaction maybe 3 feet from hom (like 45 mins goes by) and he does not notice... it hurts my feelings.
What is it about the stupid games that makes them unable to understand the word moderation? It makes me feel ignored and taken for granted - I know that isn't really what he means, but it hurts my feeling anyway. And if it was once in awhile, it probably wouldn't be such a big deal. Since it is a lot, it is on my last nerve.
Is it the end of the world? No. But it is my vent and this is my blog. So there ya go. Happy Sunday.
I am not helpless...
by
welee
on Sun 04 Sep 2005 05:56 PM PDT
I hate what happened in New Orleans. A natural disaster can make us feel helpless. But instead of staying in the helpless, I choose to do something proactive. I do what I can. I do not have the ablilty to go down to New Orleans and save people, nor do I have billions of dollars. But, I do have the ability to go thru what I do have a donata to people I know and to people I do not. It is not a lot, but it is what I can do. And I think if everyone did what they could do, then it would help a lot.
It also makes me take stock of how prepared we are for something terrible. And we are not as stocked and ready as we can and should be. I can fix that. It is something I can do. And although it does not help anyone from New Orleans, I can learn from what is going on there and make sure that my family does not repeat that mistake - lack of prepartation.
Finally, a tragedy should make you take stock of what you have. Kiss you kids, let the toys and mess sit for a minute cause hey, you have a house and take a moment to be thankful for what you have.
Friday, September 2
The chaos spreads....
by
welee
on Fri 02 Sep 2005 05:54 PM PDT
I read tonight that many, many people from New Orleans are going to be placed in Baton Rouge. Don't get me wrong, they need to be able to go somewhere, but to double the size of a city in a few days... Baton Rouge is NOT prepared for this. It frightens me. There are not enough police, hospitals, roads, housing... and with the state of looting and crime in New Orleans, I fear the crime will spread and grow.
A very good friend of mine just got power on and she wrote tonight, "So we are trapped here! The city is in chaos. Wal-Mart parking lots have become refugee camps. The store shelves are still empty. Our population DOUBLED in 24 hours and our infrastructure cannot handle the burden. And now lawlessness is growing here as some refugees who are getting desperate (or maybe just taking advantage) are robbing us at gunpoint. We are locked into our home with a loaded shotgun at our sides."
I am afraid for my friends in Baton Rouge. I graduated high school there. I fell in love for the first time there. Had sex for the first time there. Made friendships that have carried on for over half my life. I am afraid, very afraid...
I still pray for the people of New Orleans who have lost everything. I want them to be placed and given the opportunity to heal. I just want thought put into what happens next so they are not leaving one war zone to go into another and thus the chaos spreading.
Boy am I glad that I am not president and I am just some lady who is worried and concerned.
Thursday, September 1
Nuch Fold ultrascreen results in....
by
welee
on Thu 01 Sep 2005 05:26 PM PDT
Before the test, I had a 1/197 chance for Downs. Now I have a 1/3921 chance.
Before the test, I had a 1/350 for Trisomy 18 (I think). Now I have a 1/7000.
Can you spell R-E-L-I-E-F!!!!!! Now I just have the blood test for spina bifida. So far, with these odds, I am pretty comfotable not having the amnio.
Just had to share!
U/S Pic....
by
welee
on Thu 01 Sep 2005 05:26 PM PDT
Hello Surprise Baby!!!
Tuesday, August 30
Too much to do, not enough time...
by
welee
on Tue 30 Aug 2005 05:24 PM PDT
Yes, I have been a blogging slacker. I could list a thousands reasons, but instead, I figure I'd jsut get on with blogging.
First, postive thoughts to all those who have suffered in the wake of the nasty hurricane. I grew up in Baton Rouge and I spent a fair amount of time in New Orleans, so this has hit very close to my heart. There are also lots of people still down there that I care about.
Second, more positive thoughts to Tammy who is recovering from the floods in Switerzland. I hope you electric is back on and I am glad that you guys are ok. And postive thoughts to Jess for all the crapola they are dealing with!!!!
Third, baby update... had my nuch fold and ultrascreen test done yesterday. The scan looks good so far. The folds in the neck measure 1.6, which preliminarily speaking is good. When I had it with Kit, they wanted it under 3 and my OB said today that under 2 is great. I should get the blood work back Weds or Thurs. What the ultrascreen does is lookes for Downs and Trisomy 18. It is usally 95% acurate. But it is also a diagnostic thing. The only way to know for sure is an amnio.
We still feel that unless something comes back just tooooooo strange, we want to avoid tha amnio. An extra risk that I just do not feel comfortable with. At 16 weeks instead of the quad screening, we will get the feta beta something which looks for spinal bifida. And of course all our u/s.
The baby looks like a baby with tiny legs and arms. She was moving all over the place and had a strong hb of 173. I am now 12 weeks, but am measuring a little over 13.
I got to see my uterus contract during the u/s. That was cool.
I went to my regular OB today (yesterday was with perinatal) and he said that they will probably want to schedule me for the section around March 3rd. I asked him if he could do it again. (I LOVE my doc) and he said yes. So we will pick an exact date after the new year when he has his schedule, LOL.
Fourth, family stuff... the kiddos and Ben are good. Today is Ben's 30th bday. We went to dinner tonight and had a nice meal. Sunday, when Ben was at work, the kids and I made a strawberry shortcake and had a surprise party for him when he got home. We have been celebrating his bday for the past few days. It has been fun.
Fifth... the price of freaking gasoline! OMFG!!! I spent $48.00 today to fill my minivan! OMG!!!! This is just insane!!!! Grrrrrrr......
Sixth... looking forward to seeing a certain bunch of ladies at the end of this month. And with the price of gas, I am SOOOO glad that I am flying and NOT driving. (Well ok, I am driving a little from Chicago to my destiination, but that is better than 12 hours of driving....)
Seventh... I WANT TO WIN THE LOTTERY!!!! So Ed McMahon, if you are reading this, stop by my house with that big ole check and I'll read what ever magazines you want me to!
Ok folks, signing off!!!
Friday, August 12
A couple of brags...
by
welee
on Fri 12 Aug 2005 05:23 PM PDT
First: My 19 mth old boy is potty training himself!!!! Lately he has been pulling at his diaper when he needs to go. Usually he just gets a little in but enjoys sitting on his little potty. Well this morning, he pulled at his diaper and I put him on. And he filled the potty with pee! GOOD BOY!
Later, we were at a friends house on a play date and he did it again. I put him on the big potty and he peed and pooped! He started clapping and was so proud of himself. My big boy!
Wouldn't it be great if he was out of diapers by the time the new baby gets here?
Second: When we were at the playdate, my friend was saying how her daughter was having trouble getting some of her colors. She and Sam are 2 weeks apart. Sam decides she is going to help her friend and takes a baby book on colors.
"E, what color is this?" Sam asked pointing to two blue objects.
E said nothing.
"It is blue or azule," Sam explained. "Azule is spanish for blue."
"E, what color is this?" Sam asked pointing to two red objects.
E said nothing.
"It is red or rojo," Sam explained. "Rojo is spanish for red."
"E, what color is this?" Sam asked pointing to two green objects.
E said nothing.
"It is green or verde," Sam explained. "Verde is spanish for green."
I was speechless. I mean, I work with Sam on lots of things, but there are so many times I am not sure what she is retaining and what goes by the way side. Then she comes out with stuff like this and I am reminded what a little sponge their little brains are.
My clever girl!
Sunday, August 7
A quick update...
by
welee
on Sun 07 Aug 2005 05:22 PM PDT
No more spotting after Friday's episode. I am really hoping that it was a small polyp or something equivilant. (Jen, polyps can be fall out / work there way out on their own depending where they are. My polyp on my cervix when preggo with Sam did fall out. That sucker was big tho, the size of a kid's pinky...)
I am also still WAAAAY tired and weird with the hunger thing. So that is good!
Tomorrow I will be MIA cause we are taking the kiddos to Knoebles (an amusement park).
(((BIG HUGS))) to both Jess and Aritha!!!!!
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