Monday, November 30, 2009

Where It's At

Antibiotics make poop weird. Bug's poop has this weird candy/medicinal smell. It is runny, verging on diarrhea and is a little more frequent than usual. It has a darker slightly rusty red color to it. So yeah, this is TMI but it is what is on my mind these days. Today is the last day of 10 days on antibiotics and hopefully this ear infection has been killed. If I could kick and punch this infection and scream I HATE YOU at it I would. Bug has had two ear infections, two colds, and bronchiolitus in the last three months. It's sucky to say the least. I think she is on the mend. Excuse me while a pause to knock on wood. So now if these evil molars would just break through and leave us alone we would be all set and ready for Christmas.

Sunday, November 29, 2009


This scarf. Yet another reason to love cooler weather.

Saturday, November 28, 2009


So, I'm feeling a little down today. Feeling a little lonely. I think it is just post holiday weariness, gearing up for Christmas. I started putting up decorations today and that helped.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Happy Thanksgiving

The relatives are coming,the relatives are coming...

Monday, November 23, 2009

Another Reason to Love Fall

The black turtleneck. I love love love my black turtleneck. Audrey Hepburn, tall and graceful, I am not. If I were an object, I'd be a teapot, short and stout. But in my black turtleneck, I feel all is well or swell or wonderful.

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Sunday, November 22, 2009

Seriously, No Joke

If I were to ever lose everything in the world that meant anything to me, I know exactly what I would do. I would become a vigilante and search out pedophiles and kill them. I would use every tactic I have learned on Forensic Files to locate them, stalk them, and kill them. I am not kidding, this is what I would do if I had nothing to lose.

Have you ever looked to see how many convicted pedophiles live amongst us? It is truly staggering. It makes me physically ill that someone could look at an innocent child and think about torturing them for their own sick pleasure and pathetic power. These people need to be extinguished. They need to be taken out of the gene pool. There is something wrong in their genetic code.

It boggles my mind that these sick pigs are let out of prison after minuscule sentences when all research shows that it is virtually impossible to rehabilitate a pedophile. If we were going to keep them in jail until they rot and die, then fine, I would not have to consider a life of crime. But our country is so horrifyingly ambivalent about crimes against children that it leads one to think that some alternative is needed. So, these are the options as I see it: keep these rodents locked up until death, let them out but cut of their penises, testicles, fingers, and pluck out their eyeballs, or find someone who is willing to killing them.
Of course, I have everything to live for so this is not an option for me at this point in my life but I really do wish people would start writing their officials for stiffer sentences for these evil animals.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Depression Era Fashion

I think style right now must be influenced by the crappy economy and the dour state of every one's mood. I mean this is fall. The time for sexy secretary. Heels. Pencil Skirts. Sharp fitted jackets. But what is popular now? Leggings. Long Sweaters. Boots without heels. Dresses with pockets. I mean, it is a mother's dream wardrobe. Stuff that a few years ago might put you on the worst dressed list.

I am in fashion heaven and hell. I really can't believe that these outfits are totally acceptable right now and yet, how lucky am I that these outfits are totally in right now?

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Quick Post Cause There is a Cranky 14 Month Old Pulling at My Pants

Bug got the H1N1 Vaccine yesterday. Needs a booster in a month.

I can handle baby poop and spit up until the cows come home but cleaning up big dog throw up makes me vomit in my mouth.

I have covered my floor in puppy pads, put up a gate, and taken away food and limited evening water and STILL found a chihuahua pee on the floor this morning.

Bug has major sleep issues and her breathing sounds funky when she sleeps. Is it chronic cold, allergies, tonsils, more of her reflux? Anyone have a guess? Cause the doctors seem clueless. And I just want some damn sleep!

Friday, November 13, 2009


Monday, November 9, 2009

Better Put

Go on Ahead

You go on ahead, honey
You have a good time there
You make me feel funny
I'm no ordinary lover or friend

I believe we have things to do
I believe in myself and I believe in you
I believe when I sleep you are near to me
When you sleep I am near to you

You walk out of the room with your hands so deep in your pockets, I don't
Recognize you
You say you're a ghost in our house and I realize I do think I see through you

You go on ahead, honey
You have a good time there
You make me feel funny
I'm no ordinary lover or friend

It's a death in our love that has brought us here
It's a birth that has changed our lives
It's a place that I hope we'll be leaving soon
And I fear for the year in his eyes

And it goes around in circles: one night is lovely, the next is brutal
And you and I are in way over our heads with this one, it's hard
To admit it, but you hold me and I can't feel you
We hurt but we smile
I promise I'll make it back when the summer has warmed me awhile

You go on ahead, honey
You have a good time there
You make me feel funny
I'm no ordinary lover or friend

I believe we have things to do
I believe in myself and I believe in you
I believe when I sleep you are near to me
When you sleep I am near to you

Liz Phair

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Credit (one more Halloween post)

Bug was the cutest ladybug in all the land. And most of that is due to the fact that Bug is the cutest babe in all the land. But a significant part of the cuteness came from the costume that I bought on Etsy from Tutu Twirls. I love Etsy. Even though I am not exactly crafty, I appreciate those who are and I think Tutu Twirls has the prettiest tutus and most complete outfits amongst the many on Etsy selling tutus. Even the tags are adorable.

Thanks, Tutu Twirls!

Friday, November 6, 2009

I Made This Bed

Many moons ago I gave up on the whole sleep training thing and decided that Bug and I would nurse and co-sleep for however long the arrangement worked. For the first few months of her life, Bug slept in a bassinet next to my bed. Her first month she would sleep a four to five hour stretch and then two two or three hour stretches and then up. This little routine began to degrade over her second month and by month three her night wakings were every 20-30 minutes. Needless to say, she began sleeping in my bed and it has been that way since. When we finally got her on the right reflux meds, she started sleeping in longer stretches--two hours. Woohoo!! It has been that way since. Every now and then she'll wow us with a three and rarely even a four hour stretch. Co-sleeping works for us because it diminishes stress and lets us all get some damn sleep.

Until this week. I am apparently severely allergic to the desert. I have started having these horrible coughing attacks which seem to come on just as I am nursing Bug down to sleep. Last night it was so bad that I had to put her down in her crib and leave the room and go downstairs and cough up my lungs. She screamed and screamed until I got back to her. I laid her down in my bed and nursed her back to sleep, sucking away on cough drops and praying to god to let me get her down to sleep before another coughing fit started. As soon as she was asleep, I ran downstairs and coughed my ass off again. Then I woke us both up at about 3:30 AM coughing. This seriously sucks.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

A Whole New Way to Procrastinate

I'd like to post but I am busy wasting time on the Dooce Community. Are cheese fries a bad lunch? Wait, I'll go ask the masses.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Getting Lost?

I love holidays. Now that Bug is one, I am even more excited about them, introducing her to tradition, seeing everything through her eyes. It is joy, plain and simple.

I wrote this post two years ago. When I wrote it I didn't know I was about to be pregnant in like a second. My world was about to change. Everything was about to bubble over with meaning. It is hard to believe two years have passed. In some ways, it is even harder to believe only two years have past since I was that person. You hear a lot about keeping yourself, not getting "lost" in motherhood. This seems to be the current trend of thought in mothering. But I feel differently about change and transformation. Motherhood is transforming me into a person I want to be, a person I am proud of. I haven't lost myself. I am finding out who I am.

Monday, November 2, 2009

The House of Phlegm and other Halloween Tales

Scary Halloween story--my house has been overtaken by mucus! Bug and I have been sick for about a week. We had to go to urgent care on Sunday morning. A cold and bronchiolitis for her and a cold and sinus infection for me but basically a whole lot of phlegm and not much sleep. We finally got some good meds and had more sleep last night than in weeks. Damn the naysayers, long live the Z-Pac!

In other Halloween tales, who is the cutest bug EVER?

She is, she is!