So we've come to the end of November. Thanksgiving is in the books and Christmas is a comin'. Here's one o' them random posts to share what's on my mind.
1. Really enjoyed the family Thanksgiving dinner in Cape Girardeau. The only complaint is that there's just not enough time to visit with everyone you want to. Especially now that there are 10 kids under six there, it seems that we're all just chasing them around all day. Though that does open up conversation with people I haven't talked to much in the past, so that's a good thing.
Still, the food was excellent and it's always nice to see everyone. There were a few people who I hadn't seen for some years, like my cousin Terry and his family for example. Didn't get to talk much, but always nice to see him. And cousin Jennifer...who showed up married. We all found out at the same time, kind of a shared family experience. Her new husband, Matt, seems like a good guy so congratulations you two. I like how accepted Valerie is in the family as well. Everyone treats her as though she's been around forever, and she and Julie (second cousin Mitch's wife) had a really nice conversation. So much pleasantness all around.
Oh yeah, and the twins were a hit. Patterson wasn't quite his normal self, but was still lovable all the same...and Melody proved herself queen of the raspberries (much to Pam's delight). Tessa was in top form too, being all cute and rambunctious, and also an icing/whipped cream thief. Maybe the dessert table shouldn't be so close to the play area...
2. Also went to Valerie's family Thanksgiving on Saturday night. That's right, two Thanksgivings! Once again, good food and good people. These are largely the same people who will be at the Christmas celebration in a few weeks. At that party we usually play games for gifts. Nothing too extravagant of course, just token stuff, but a good family bonding thing. Well, my son's behaviour has inspired a new game to play: The Patterson Puking Game. The initial version was that everyone would guess how many times he'd puke on someone (well, spit up really, but on the receiving end it feels like puke). Saturday night he got four of us: Mommy, cousin Christy, Grandma, and Tessa's dinner roll somehow, which counts on a technicality.
I think we need to change the game though, to guessing who he'll puke on. Everybody gets one guess, you can't guess yourself, no duplicate guesses. Then we just pass him around all night and see what happens. Jostling of the boy is not allowed, nor is sneaking him treats.
Game planning aside, it was a good evening. Plus I got to check out Mike's Silverado which is a pretty sweet truck. I might buy a truck in a few years so every time he gets a new one for work I get to check it out. Preliminary shopping without the pressure. Nice.
Non Thanksgiving Stuff:
1. I'm on the Facebook now. Just so you know.
2. Christmas lights are up. Garage door is broken. Kinda evens out.
3. White Castle for lunch plus chili for dinner equals bad idea.
4. Did you find this Kate?
5. We are getting all excited about Christmas in this house. Our lists will be out soon for those who get one.
Well, that got longer than expected. More stuff to come but let's call it good for now.
Monday, November 29, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Update-Long Time Coming
Sorry it's been so long since an update. Here's a list of what's going on.
1. Spent this last week sick. I thought it was allergies on Tuesday, by Wednesday I had a severe head cold. Went to the doctor on Thursday and was diagnosed with a walking pneumonia. I am currently on the Z pack and have greatly improved. This is only the second day in a row that I haven't slept for like 16 hours. Not sure if that's good or bad.
2. The smoke detectors in my house have a history of going off for no reason. Here's the thing though, they don't go off when we're cooking (which would make sense), they go off in the middle of the night. Between midnight and 6:00 a.m. Not fun. They are all hardwired into the house so if one goes off they all go off. And each one is 80 decibels. It's like waking up in the middle of a Motorhead concert only less awesome. It happened so much that I no longer checked for fire, I just shut off the fuse, which is both sad and dangerous.
Thankfully I was finally able to sort out the warranty situation and got the company who installed the electric in my house to come out and fix them. So far, all's well.
3. Jake, my dog, is officially nuts. Now, he's always been nuts, but it's gotten worse lately. He can't seem to get full, and when he eats something he's not supposed to it's not some leftover parcel from the trash can. Nope, it's clothing. Specifically, the twins' clothing. There were two or three bibs he chewed up...and two or three that he ate entirely. He also completely ate one of Patterson's pajama sleeves, and the front of the jammies too (although he did eat around the snaps, so he's not stupid-just crazy).
I took him to the vet and we did some blood work to see if it was any clearly recognisable diseases. They also took a stool sample-no parasites found, but some yellow cloth with stars on it. Tessa's first bib. Nice. Anyway, the diagnosis is that he's either just whacked out or he's got inflated bowel. The only way to check for the bowel thing is to cut him open and do an expensive biopsy or do an expensive (and surely disgusting) colonoscopy. Or, we can just assume he's nuts, put him on Prozac and see if that fixes the problem. Doggie Prozac is like 10 bucks, so guess which one we picked?
Yep. Drugging him up. I wouldn't be so quick to do it to my kids since we don't yet know the consequences of all these drugs we've put into our kids over the past 15 years...but yeah, let's spike Jake's food and see what happens.
And on the lighter side...
July 17, 2010-Going to see U2 at Busch stadium here in St. Louis. It's the day before my birthday so that was a pretty easy decision for my family to treat me. Pretty excited about it, I haven't seen them since 1992 so it should be a lot of fun. I know it's early but...we're gonna need a baby sitter. Also, please, no funerals, weddings, family reunions, recitals or zombie apocalypses that day, okay? For my birthday(ish)? Thanks.
Okay, that's it for now. I'm going to eat my home made Frito pie and watch the Ram's game. Talk to ya later.
Doo-dah-dippity.
1. Spent this last week sick. I thought it was allergies on Tuesday, by Wednesday I had a severe head cold. Went to the doctor on Thursday and was diagnosed with a walking pneumonia. I am currently on the Z pack and have greatly improved. This is only the second day in a row that I haven't slept for like 16 hours. Not sure if that's good or bad.
2. The smoke detectors in my house have a history of going off for no reason. Here's the thing though, they don't go off when we're cooking (which would make sense), they go off in the middle of the night. Between midnight and 6:00 a.m. Not fun. They are all hardwired into the house so if one goes off they all go off. And each one is 80 decibels. It's like waking up in the middle of a Motorhead concert only less awesome. It happened so much that I no longer checked for fire, I just shut off the fuse, which is both sad and dangerous.
Thankfully I was finally able to sort out the warranty situation and got the company who installed the electric in my house to come out and fix them. So far, all's well.
3. Jake, my dog, is officially nuts. Now, he's always been nuts, but it's gotten worse lately. He can't seem to get full, and when he eats something he's not supposed to it's not some leftover parcel from the trash can. Nope, it's clothing. Specifically, the twins' clothing. There were two or three bibs he chewed up...and two or three that he ate entirely. He also completely ate one of Patterson's pajama sleeves, and the front of the jammies too (although he did eat around the snaps, so he's not stupid-just crazy).
I took him to the vet and we did some blood work to see if it was any clearly recognisable diseases. They also took a stool sample-no parasites found, but some yellow cloth with stars on it. Tessa's first bib. Nice. Anyway, the diagnosis is that he's either just whacked out or he's got inflated bowel. The only way to check for the bowel thing is to cut him open and do an expensive biopsy or do an expensive (and surely disgusting) colonoscopy. Or, we can just assume he's nuts, put him on Prozac and see if that fixes the problem. Doggie Prozac is like 10 bucks, so guess which one we picked?
Yep. Drugging him up. I wouldn't be so quick to do it to my kids since we don't yet know the consequences of all these drugs we've put into our kids over the past 15 years...but yeah, let's spike Jake's food and see what happens.
And on the lighter side...
July 17, 2010-Going to see U2 at Busch stadium here in St. Louis. It's the day before my birthday so that was a pretty easy decision for my family to treat me. Pretty excited about it, I haven't seen them since 1992 so it should be a lot of fun. I know it's early but...we're gonna need a baby sitter. Also, please, no funerals, weddings, family reunions, recitals or zombie apocalypses that day, okay? For my birthday(ish)? Thanks.
Okay, that's it for now. I'm going to eat my home made Frito pie and watch the Ram's game. Talk to ya later.
Doo-dah-dippity.
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