The more I browse the humor section of Pinterest, the more I realize that i could not handle Australia with all of its insane spiders. I can barely handle Seattle's spiders and they are maybe the size of a nickel.
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Today really sucks.
I have a 3 and a half year old son. I would really like to have more children but it just can't happen in the short term. And that really sucks.
I was on bed rest with my Honey Bear for 3 months. 3 MONTHS. It was completely worth it, but it also trashed my health. My son doesn't have the mom he deserves because I am still working to be healthy and strong again. I had hoped to have my children reasonably close together but at this point Honey Bear will probably be 6 years old.
I am 4 years younger than my sister and you know what? We are close and we're not really friends. We try but there is nothing there, we are too far apart to have anything in common. I don't want that for my children, I wanted to at least give them a chance to be close to their siblings.
I am on the right track, but I developed Adult Onset Asthma after pregnancy--it took them 9 months to figure out my breathing problems because it is rare to develop asthma as an adult. So those first 9 months of Honey Bears life I was useless, the next year went alright but very complicated with learning to control my asthma. Then I manages to develop an S - I strain in my lower back that was so painful that the doctors initially read the X ray as a crack in my spine. Then came months of rest and physical therapy....then came Pneumonia, that landed me in the hospital for a few days. Thus, setting my breathing back even more, as well as my resolve to improve my health.
Life is sucking today, as I realize I might only have 1 more pregnancy left in me....Anyone know how to have triplets?
Friday, July 11, 2014
Today my order came with a crap load of dry ice! I love playing with that stuff, it makes me feel like I am some sort of evil scientist plotting something and my 3 year old is my evil assistant and then we laugh and he squeals....I mean we cackle villainously....it is tons of fun.
But then it....evaporates? (is that what it does? melts, evaporates, vaporizes? oh well, it disappears) and all the evil plotting evaporates and we can't quite remember what we were going to overthrow or how we were going to do it.
Oh well, maybe next time!
Sunday, June 29, 2014
This weekend I went to a dear friend's wedding. I hadn't seen her in 6 or 7 years but back in college we lived together for freshman and sophomore years. We were randomly assigned to be dorm roommates and it could not have worked out better. We are a little different but just enough that we got along great.
Anyway, that's why it was so important to me to be there to celebrate her marriage. I had to take a 3 hour flight to do it, I was only in town for 31 hours, but it was totally worth it to see her so happy and a newlywed!
When planning my trip, she coordinated with her (soon to be former) roommates and me that they would pick me up for the day. It meant I didn't need a rental car so I was game, but nervous about spending the day with 3 women I didn't know. I am super talented when it comes to anxiety so that was fun.
For example, ladies said they would pick me up at 7:25 am and at 7:23 am I was waiting at the door and worried they forgot about me. But they were awesome! They drove up at exactly 7:25 am and I really appreciated it.
They literally let me follow them around all day--a 15 hour day--and I felt included and like I had known them for years and years. I tried hard to be unobtrusive and blend in to the crowd but it is hard when all I have to add to the conversation is stuff about my husband and 3 year old. Three single ladies don't want to hear about married life and kids so I had no idea what to do with myself. But I got to talk too--I kept the happy family talk to a minimum, but even then they didn't seem to mind my story of how I got my first date with my husband. :-D
Basically, what it came down to is I found out that single women are a lot more inclusive than married ones. To be perfectly honest, a small, but distinct, reason I wanted to go to the wedding so bad is that I am lonely. I just don't have a bunch of friends that I do things with where I live. I have tried to get to know the women at church but that hasn't gone the best. At least not for any kind of Girls Night outings.
The wedding was beautiful and the reception was so much fun. I got to talk to my newly married friend for a few minutes here and there all day. It was wonderful.
I had a great day.
Saturday, June 21, 2014
French Toast may only be eaten with a powdered sugar topping.
Pancakes may only be eaten with a syrup topping.
- Fake syrup only, real maple tastes bad.
- Addendum: Real Maple Grade B syrup is permissible, no bad aftertaste.
Do you want to know what happens when we decide to make one of these and don't have the appropriate corresponding topping? He eats them PLAIN! and is all "no, no, it is fine this way, I don't need a topping." Even when we are guest in someone's home! In my opinion at that point it is time to suck it up and eat the equivalent of the vegetables at dinner--you know the ones I mean. When someone invites you to their home and they serve something that you don't like but you eat it anyway to be polite so no one feels bad. It is seriously that kind of situation, because seriously, who likes plain pancakes? or waffles? or French Toast? Well, at least that last one has an egg coating, their could be some redeeming value there.....but still!
I admit I have a preference to my topping--it is the same for each of these foods (maple syrup with a touch of powdered sugar)--but guess what, I can totally eat any of them with any topping without being a martyr.
Now if you can't eat one of these things because of dietary reasons that would be totally different.
Hubby is not just a creature of habit, he is more like a creature of undeviating opinions who claims to be flexible but that just isn't true....after 7 years married, actions speak louder than words, my love....much louder!