I'm still here, part 2

sorta....

Stuff going on in RL. Nothing bad, just stuff.

Struggling with continuing this.

I'll let ya know.

I am almost done with birthday parties

We had Boy's birthday party today. He was 10 a month ago, and I was able to get this party done within (or exactly) a month after his actual bday. Give me a break! The kid was born 5 days before Christmas. You can't expect me to organize and carry out a birthday party so close to the holidays, can you? Neither of my kids actually had a party last year because I was such a procrastinator. Oh, the shame!

Anyhow. We had a small group of friends dropped off at our house this afternoon and had a kind-of backward party. We did cake and presents first, then off to a local video game place. Each kid got $20 bucks on their 'debit' card and off they went. At first I kind of panicked, trying to keep track all the kids. Eventually, I found a good spot to hang out where I could monitor all the comings and goings. Pretty soon, each boy wandered back because they were out of points. I think everyone had fun and as a bonus, we left with all the kids we came with!

It's fun having parties for your kids. Remember how cool it was having everyone want you to open their gift first? or sit by you in the car? However...I am getting closer to the point of not having big bday parties. I am in favor of a few close friends doing something fun, as opposed to 12+ kids in a free-for-all somewhere.

Next week, Girl is turning 13. What a milestone!! I am taking her and her BFF out to dinner then High School Musical on Ice, then home for a sleep over. Sounds pretty good to me. I think she will have a good time too.

So even though I am seeing an end to these parties, and feel a sense of relief...I suppose it's bittersweet. I can think back on all the kiddie parties they had...what fun, what times we've had and have past. The themes; Winnie the Pooh, princesses, thomas the train, toy story, etc... Enough down memory lane, you get the picture...

Frozen tundra

So I fear that weather talk is not worthy of blog fodder. I get it, boring. But, really...when it's going to be in the single digits for the 'high'...how can that not be a worthy topic?

Anyways, I am stuck in the frigid mid-west, desperately awaiting my vacation in 4 weeks from today! Although, it may not be tropical, I am willing to accept that. I would hope anything south of Chicago in February is better than Chicago in February. Is that a valid wish??

This weekend we have a mini-birthday-celebration for the Boy. He was 10 last month, but it was too close to the holidays for me to even consider organizing a party. We have planned for a few close pals to go to the local video game center to play for an hour or so...

Next week, Girl officially becomes a teenager!! Yikes!! To mark that event, we have made plans to take her and her BFF to see High School Musical on ice, then a sleep over. Should be fun. I think the girls will enjoy.

insomnia

UUgggh
Two nights in row I was still awake at 1. I am hoping to change that tonight. Not sure of the reason, just know that it sucks.

Atypical Dad gets mad at me, he's a morning person...but what can I do? Seriously, I can't even dream of a 10 pm bedtime.

sweet dreams, baby

Florida bound

So, Atypical Dad and I have finally decided that it's high time we blew this popsicle stand. Actually, my mom was in for Thanksgiving and she happened to mention that we should take a few days to ourselves...so I jumped on this like a lion on a wildebeast...got plane, hotel, and car reservations and tickets to some important race in February.

This marks the first time away from our kids since Girl got sick. We haven't spent more than one night away from them in over 5 years. And, really, it's showing. We were celebrating our 10th anniversary in LasVegas exactly one month before everything started with her. It's really amazing...and for the best, that we were home for that whole ordeal. I can't imagine ANYTHING worse that that while you are away from your kids. I have relived that morning over and over, and I can't imagine not being here to deal with it all myself. I could never have forgiven myself...

But, that is in the past...She is good, meds are working, life goes on. My mom is going to be here and my kids have promised to behave, so all is well. I hope.

The countdown is at 35 days.

Teh bleu ones r poysun too

Ok, maybe if'n you don't read http://icanhascheezburger.com/ , you wouldn't know that the oranj ones are poysun. Apparently, the blu ones r too. See below.

So, last night, Atypical Dad and I are chilling out on the couch, watching tv. The children were in their rooms doing...something. At some point I see Boy head to the bathroom. Shortly thereafter, he opens the door and starts yelling/blubbering about something.

I get up and go to him, to find him drooling BLUE all over the place. Blue drool here, there, everywhere. And he's crying...hysterical, really. He was chewing on a pen, and ended up pulling out the tip which seemed to have deposited all the ink into his mouth! (well, some on his desk and floor too) On top of that whole ginormous mess...he thought the ink was poison, so he was doubly freaking out. His panic was more than just "oh, I made a mess, my mom's gonna be mad." This was all-out, "I AM GOING TO DIE BECAUSE THE INK IS POISON!!!"

So, while Husband decided to get mad about some ink drool on our carpet...I was trying to calm our son, talk him off the ledge. He was thinking he was dying of ink poisoning. (Priorities man, really.) I had him brush a bunch of times, but his teeth were still a lovely blue shade. We used hair spray on his hands to get it off and several rounds of baking soda brushes for his teeth...ugh. At least I know he brushed well once this week!

Today...Boy woke up, so at least I know the blue ones aren't poison too. He survived, so far, even went to school. Thanks to Arm and Hammer, his teeth were white too.

Whew...at least it wasn't an oranj pen.

2 whole weeks

Ugh. It's been 2 weeks since I've been able to get in here and let my fans by the ones of ones know I am still alive.

This Christmas season kicked my ass, but I am actually blaming it on viruses. I am usually able to skirt most of the illnesses that affect my family, but not this time! NOPE. This time I got it all. Started out with sinus crap then subsided. After a few days got some throat crap that travelled to the bronchial area...it just plain sucked. I did, though, get to lay around the house more than one day...doing nothing, getting to nap guilt-free. So, gotta be grateful for that, I suppose. Now I've been feeling ok and haven't been taking medications, but my throat is bugging me again. I am comtemplating dog antibiotics. I will keep you posted.

Happy New Year.