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August 31, 2006

I'm sure he's supposed to be a kind, benevolent talking tree with arms

But to me, he looks rather sinister.

By the way, we refer to this mall play area as "The Germ Tree," since it seems like the best place in the state to innoculate your kid with every communicable disease a kid could dream of. Jamie has finally caught on, sort of.

She calls him the "German Tree."

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Hell week (part 2)

How sad is it that I'm still writing about last week?

It's so weird to have a cold when it's 95 degrees outside. I'm so used to being cold and miserable, that it just isn't right to be warm and cozy, but still miserable. It's also weird for Jamie, who almost never gets so much as a sniffle, to be frog talking along with me. I'm pretty sure she had a milder version of what I had, but if her head hurt half as much as mine did, it explains the extra screaming tantrums.

Add to all this glory the neverending period (I'm now on day 16. I'm starting to think about getting pregnant just so I don't have to deal with this shit again for a few more years. Anyone who knows how crazy my kids drive me knows how annoyed I am at my body right now.) I did finally get hold of a nurse at the OB/GYN's office who said that this is a just an adjustment to the pill I started 16 days ago. The pill that is supposed to make my periods lighter and SHORTER.

And then, the other foot dropped on Rex's job situation. His company let him know that he had two weeks to be billing or the paychecks will stop. Mind you, the only contracts they have available are in DC, and since he chose to move, they aren't going to cover his travel up there.

That was the straw that sent me into a bit of a panic. Luckily, Rex has a fair number of contacts and friends in the industry he works in, and he started calling them right away. Without going into too much detail, I'll say that I'm mostly optomistic. And also, still freaky nervous about the changes that may be in store.

And I think that brings us into this week.

Sadly, I already can't remember much about this week except that I seem to be unreasonably tired. Katie has been getting up annoyingly early, but I've been getting to bed earlier, and Rex and I alternate being the early bird. And while there have been days like today where Jamie barely screamed, cried and kept her whining to a minimum, Katie has been stepping it up a bit as I push her morning feeding back and eliminate it.

Yeah, so. In the interest of curing that sleepiness...

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August 29, 2006

Too tired to compose

I think some of my best posts are comments in other people's blogs. At least, that's where I seem to put the really deep thoughts.

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August 28, 2006

Hell week (part 1)

Stress levels are high.

Katie had her hernia repaired bright and early Monday morning (a week ago. Crap. I'm really behind!) We got up at 4:15 a!m! and had the kids in the car by 4:30. My wonderous tire monitoring system told me that one of my tires was low, though luckily not so flat I couldn't drive on it. Actually, that wouldn't have been that big a problem either, since i have run flat tires, but I didn't really want to drive downtown at 55mph on a flat. We stopped to put some air in the tires, and luckily it was a nice slow leak, so we put off the tire issue til Tuesday.

We continued on our merry way, arriving half an hour early at the surgery center. Of course, the place didn't open til 6, so we loitered in front of the door with the kids in their pjs. We're classy. Paperwork, questions, payment, waiting, and then they took my baby and sent us back to the waiting room. It was a comfort that even though she was awake when they took her, she didn't cry. Twenty minutes later, the surgeon came out to tell us that everything went fine, and we would able to see her in a couple minutes. The next 15 minutes were incredibly long. When they finally buzzed us back, we just followed the screaming. As soon as I picked Katie up, she snuggled into me and got quiet.

Other than sleeping way more than usual, Katie hasn't really seemed affected by the whole ordeal. We were back home by 9, and in between naps, she was climbing and carousing and running with her sister. By Tuesday, only the giant bruise and the dried blood gave any indication of trauma.

With any luck, the memory will fade like the bruise and all that will be left is a post and a few pictures.

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August 24, 2006

I think her sister has a touch of the OCD

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August 23, 2006

It looked better before it got fixed

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August 22, 2006

Old and busted button

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August 21, 2006

Lame-o update

I really need to get a few things posted here. A couple updates from a while ago, and then some more recent stuff, like our most recent excursion to Austin and Katie's umbilical repair.

Right now, I need me some sleep.

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Baby's first surgical booty

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August 14, 2006

Well, this sucks

Katie has been crying for about 40 minutes in her crib. Shrieking, hyper, a-wolf-is-gnawing-my-arm-off cries. I went in there for a minutes to tell her to stop. Hey, I figured I'd give it a shot! I headed back into Jamie's room to finish putting her to bed, reading her a selection from her book of 5 Minute Stories. Hug, kiss, see you at two 7's. Left the book (it's been downstairs for the longest time) and left the room.

By then Katie was tired, but Rex was missing. I correctly deduced that Rex had gone in and picked her up, which would't be so bad if it didn't just restart the crying from wah one. Thirty seconds after I sat down on the couch, Jamie starts shrieking like the wolves have moved into her room. The problem? I left the book in her room.

I'm afraid I didn't handle the Jamie thing all that well. I was/am pissed that she made a HUGE production out of a book. And when it came down to it, it wasn't a scared thing, it was just that there was something different in her room. I told her how lucky she was that I left the book there so we could read her another story and she finally got over it.

Ah, silence. And in just under an hour. My nerves are shot.

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August 13, 2006

Sunflower, revisited (on a sunny day)

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August 12, 2006

Awesome photo op, poor execution

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People are going to wonder just what kind of household we're running here

"Hey! It's so...HARD...to get it up!"

(She was trying to push her Fla-Vor-Ice up, I swear!)

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August 11, 2006

All set for strippery

Jamie likes to put off, well, everything. Especially getting dressed in the morning and getting into her pj's at night. When she can get away with it, she'll strip off an item, and then run a loop around the house.

The run has now been replaced by a dance. The name changes with each item of clothing added or subtracted from the outfit - "The Shorts Dance" followed by "The Panty Dance," which is, naturally, followed by "The Naked Dance."

The clincher, though, was when she danced away from the tv and then looked back over her shoulder to check out her own ass.

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What happens when your husband leaves the freezer door cracked overnight

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April Fresh my ass

I loathe the smell of fabric softener, and not just because it's sole purpose is to cover up the scent of cat pee on otherwise clean bedding.

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August 10, 2006

We have achieved (itsy bitsy teeny weeny) squash!

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Not much of anything

I'd have way better posts if I had time to write during the day. By the time the kids are in bed, all the funny, wild, crazy and interesting crap that's gone on during the day has slipped my mind and all I remember are the things that really pissed me off or stressed me out.

I guess the good news is that I'm not all that stressed out tonight. Aside from Katie becoming a whiny, clinging little beast this week, life ain't so bad.

That being said, I actually have a few things to say. I think I'm going to string (both of) you along for a couple days :)

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