Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Everyone in our house has been sick over the holiday. Eldest, Youngest and I dropped Christmas afternoon. It has been a rough few days. The one thing that has kept me alive, I believe, is Nyquil. Just when you get to feeling so horrible that ending it all would make you feel better, you can do a shot of Nyquil, do a full body shudder, and wash it down with some water. After about 15 minutes, your body will go all tingly and it is time for the Nyquil nap. There isn't any kind of sleep like being knocked unconscious by Nyquil. Upon waking from a Nyquil nap, I no longer wish for the sweet release of death. Yep. Nyquil is some good stuff.
Friday, December 23, 2011
I had to take an impromptu day off work today because I am such a whiz at this mom thing. You would think that after 19.5 years of doing it, I would be better. Alas, 40 was probably too old to have a baby and my mind ain't what she used to be. It didn't occur to me that Youngest had the day off of school, so I didn't take vacation time to care for her. I didn't want to make Eldest care for the tiny person because she will be in charge all next week while I am in Cali. Middlest had band practice most of today in preparation for the trip. So my boss graciously let me have another day away from the office to tend to my offspring.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Last night as I was trying to get Youngest to go to bed, I noticed something yellow-green and slimy in her mouth. I said, “Is that snot in your mouth?” She told me that it wasn’t snot, but was something she coughed up. I informed her that it was still mucous and somewhat disgusting. Obviously unwilling to give up her prize, she said, “But I like the way it tastes.” I am choosing to hope she was just trying to gross me out and doesn’t really enjoy the taste of her snot.
Monday, December 5, 2011
In the car this afternoon, I heard Youngest open the bag of Twizzlers we had purchased that she decided to keep in the car for emergency snacks. I asked her if I could have one. She handed one over, then said, “It is a good thing you aren’t elderly. The elderly aren’t allowed to have candy or chocolate.” I sure hope that rule changes before I get elderly.
Saturday, December 3, 2011
The girls and I put up our Christmas tree this afternoon. The final part of this tradition has always been to get the cheap, old nativity out and put it under the tree for the kids to play with. When Youngest was tiny, I had to repeatedly yell, "Get Jesus out of the Christmas tree!" So far this year, I haven't had to yell. Of course, Jesus has only been out of the box for about two hours, so there is still plenty of time for him to get in some extreme downhill skiing before the big day.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
My coffee cup got away from me this morning after I got to work and I spilled mocha coffee down the front of my cream colored sweater. I wasn’t too upset about it, since I didn’t have any meetings and my coworkers know me well enough to ignore a little coffee stain.