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Exhausted 2007-03-22 13:56:00 There's nothing quite like a cup of coffee you make yourself, at home.
I'm too tired to tell the whole story - believe me, I will - but let's just say that our 2:30 p.m. flight out of Washington-Regan Airport sat on the tarmac for four hours after a three-hour delay.
I'll help you with the math:
Arrival at airport: 12 p.m.
Boarding plane: 5 p.m.
Time of take-off: 8:50 p.m.
Arrival in Chambana:
Overheard At Grandma's House 2007-03-21 13:40:00 The Poo: These duckies are brother and sister! (makes them kiss) Awww, dey love each other!
Mommy: Poo, would you like a little brother or a sister?
The Poo: Oh, yeah!
Mommy: To come and live in our house?
The Poo: Nooooooooo. Read more:Grandma
, House
The Master Manipulator 2007-03-20 13:37:00 It is not in my nature to ignore emotional suffering. I spent many an hour and many a dollar talking to professionals in an effort to get comfortable with anger and sadness - that of others, and also my own.
I'll do anything, even at my own expense, to extinguish the darker emotions.
When my father was dying of colon cancer in 2004 it was agony for me to watch. Of course the impending loss of Read more:Master
Real Moms ... 2007-03-18 00:23:00 One of my all-time favorite writers and, I think, my first reader, Binky, tagged me for Kristen's "Real Moms" meme.
Of course, unlike her, I'm not a young hottie with the libido to match, so I'm not going to share my sex life with you (sister-mine, I know you are grateful). The wonderful Wirlwind also asked me to play, and she took my first answer to this open-ended question.
So. After all
This Is How My Mind Works 2007-03-17 14:44:00 Why does travel toothpaste of the same brand you use at home taste different - less refreshing! - from regular toothpaste in a big tube? Read more:Works
Note To Self 2007-03-16 23:34:00 Stop booking airline flights that leave Chambana at 7 A.M.
Yeah.
We left the Midwest sunny and mild, temperatures hovering in the 40s. We flew southeast to Washington, D.C. to gaze at the cherry blossoms from the rain-splattered windows of our rented minivan in the 39-degree sleet.
The Poo and I will have traveled 2,800 miles by air in March.
My mother-in-law's Alexandria town home has an
Has Anyone Seen My Chakra? 2007-03-14 23:53:00 I've gone from dealing with metaphorical shit to actual feces.
The Poo lived up to her nickname with a vengeance this week and used the tub as a giant, full-body toilet not once, not twice but oh my sweet jesus THREE TIMES. The latest Caddyshack pool scene re-enactment took place this afternoon.
Why was The Poo having a bubble bath in the middle of the afternoon, you might ask?
Ah, so simple, Read more:Anyone
A Matter Of Class 2007-03-14 01:48:00 I am one generation removed from the working poor.
My paternal grandmother was a single mother at 15. By 18 she had three children, and a job as a waitress in a donut joint. My mother's father worked the line at Ford, in Buffalo, N.Y., and her mother was a florist's assistant.
My own parents married at 18 and 19, while my father was one year into his degree in mechanical engineering. He was
I Think, Therefore I've Thunk 2007-03-12 19:41:00 There is a lot of linky-love goin' on around this here blogosphere, and I'm getting more than my share.
Not only did I get nominated by two of my favorite bloggers for a Perfect Post Award, the incomparable Redneck Mommy gave me a Thinking Blogger award.
Granted, she picked the winners at random, but I'm never one to say no to a shiny button.
Oooooh, shiny buttons!
The Thinking Blogger Read more:Therefore
It's Amazing What A Little Sleep Can Do 2007-03-11 14:09:00 Last week was a living example of how the best laid plans can go awry. My visit back East surely cured my homesickness. Just a note to you - toddlers prefer to have the stomach flu in their own homes.
Nine out of 10 mommies also prefer to deal with illness in a location where they know where all the extra crib sheets are.
For the last eight nights, The Poo has slept some portion of the evening Read more:Amazing
, Sleep
An Open Letter To The Makers of Airborne 2007-03-08 17:18:00 To Whom It May Concern:
I will never again be without your product. I watched one small person vomit her entire body weight over two days and nights, and most of it landed in my hair.
What did not land in my hair was on my shoulders, chest and hands.
I could feel those nasty germs trying to get into my body. I felt them crawling on me.
But on the advice of my very good friends, I started Read more:Letter
, Makers
, Airborne
Thomas Wolfe Was Right 2007-03-07 04:42:00 It is hard when the place you call home doesn't exist anymore. When I am in Illinois some days I have an overwhelming need to be home.
Since we grew up and my sister and brother moved away and then my dad died, that place only exists in my head.
I forget that when I am away. Sometimes I long to be somewhere quiet and safe where I don't have to be so fucking responsible all the fucking time, Read more:Thomas
, Right
Sleep, Interrupted 2007-03-06 15:31:00 Retching sounds from the nursery. A small body standing at the crib rail, crying out for mommy. Another night of interrupted sleep.
Lovies and blankies are filthy and wet. Laundry room bright and strange. Bleach and hot water rinse away the stinking germs.
Sweaty curls and a long back against my chest. Small moans and twitches betray her discomfort. Little feet kick, searching for purchase in Read more:Sleep
You Can't Make This Stuff Up 2007-03-05 13:57:00 Updated at Bottom
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We are in Rochester, at my mom's.
Mr. Chicken threw up all night in Urbana.
The Poo threw up all night here.
I'm not sick.
Yet.
Send me all your anti-barfing mojo.
Please.
*********
OK, I am pounding Airbourne and so far so good. Mr. Chicken went to work today and is driving to Detroit tomorrow. He sent me a sweet email:
So glad you guys weren't
How Not To Spend Your Saturday, Or Why American Airlines Sucks Ass 2007-03-03 14:35:00 Do not toss and turn all night with sleep anxiety.
Do not get up at 5 a.m. because showering is more appealing that worrying about the alarm clock not going off.
Do not pack your backpack with all the necessities you will need on a flight from Champaign to Rochester.
Do not wake your toddler up at 6 a.m. and spend an hour getting her so excited to get on an airplane that she can barely wait to Read more:Saturday
, American
, Airlines
Sometimes I Make Rash Decisions 2007-03-02 22:40:00 Like, say, deciding yesterday to leave Saturday for a five-day whirlwind trip back East.
Like deciding to make said trip 10 days before leaving for Washington, D.C. to see my in-laws.
Like deciding to go on a family vacation to Disneyland with three children under six and three other adults three weeks after visiting my in-laws.
Like allowing Mr. Chicken to pack us up and bundle us off to the Read more:Sometimes
, Decisions
I'm Forever Blowing Bubbles 2007-03-01 14:10:00 Pretty bubbles in the air
Waking up to a house filled to overflow with the swell of piano played by those familiar hands. Then, closer, the sound of an "ah" as he searched, regal fingers suspended above the keys, and then "yes" and the playing came anew. She by his side, perfect fingers and nails tapping and dancing. Her voice dancing in the air, his notes her lilt, flirting in the air. Their Read more:Forever
, Bubbles
Perfectly Beautiful 2007-03-01 05:02:00 I'm in the throes of a serious besotted phase. I am so in love with The Poo right now that the mere sight of her makes me want to melt in a puddle and ply her with chocolates.
That's why Binkytown's post about her Little Man grabbed my heart and shook it like a milkshake. This elegant, eloquent love letter to her boy had me looking out her window in my mind's eye, watching the snow fall and Read more:Beautiful
This Is What I Am Reduced To 2007-02-28 15:36:00 Yesterday was our planned grocery shopping day, and it being the end of the month we pushed it to the last minute. We had just enough of certain niceties to get us through yesterday.
Of course, barfing at the butcher shop nixed that.
If ever there was a day I needed a good cuppa joe, it would be today. The Poo isn't up yet but I don't know how her health will fare. I have 18 500-word
I Knew I Should've Stayed In Bed 2007-02-27 20:00:00 The Poo just tossed her cookies at the butcher. All over me, all over her. Poor little baby, she is asleep now, about two hours before she's usually ready to give up the ghost and go down for a nap.
I fear the stomach flu with all my heart. We had it twice last winter and it nearly did me in. Now I'm examining every twinge in my tummy with dread.
The stylist appointment is cancelled - and no
Terror In The Heartland, Rescheduled 2007-02-27 15:15:00 The Poo shrieked from her crib and burst into tears early this morning, jolting me out of a dream that I was doing laundry. She begged for a cuddle in the guest bed and I willingly obliged, still half awake myself.
But lunches needed packing, coffee needed making and writing needed to be done. I'm trying to slip in some work wherever I can this week, with a paid assignment due on Friday. That Read more:Terror
, Heartland
, Rescheduled
Bagging The Blogroll 2007-02-26 16:42:00 Some of you might notice that I replaced my blogroll with a series of links from my Google reader.
This change was inspired by a post written by Amy Jo over at Cheese Party. She read some information about how blogrolls can actually hurt your blog and decided instead to share actual posts from blogs to which she subscribes.
I'm not concerned about being a so-called link farm, but I did notice Read more:Blogroll
First Law Of Inverse Sleep 2007-02-25 15:56:00 If you stay up until 1 a.m. reading a novel, your toddler will wake at 6 a.m. and will want to play with glue and sissors immediately upon waking, and your husband will have to go to the office until noon.
Conversely, if you all go to bed early in anticipation of an early-morning ride to the airport or a day trip to another city, your toddler will sleep until 10 a.m. Read more:Sleep
, First
, Inverse
Night Owl 2007-03-23 14:26:00 I planned to write a MILF update today - and I do have progress to report - but more pressing matters have arisen.
I need your help.
When The Poo had the stomach virus she would wake up vomiting in her crib. She was, of course, hysterical - who likes to wake up with a mouth full of gunk? I cleaned her off and tucked her into bed with me after each episode so I could help her should she be sick Read more:Night
The End Of An Era 2007-03-24 21:15:00 It's official.
The Poo gave up her nap.
I admit we're spoiled parents. We spent the past two years smugly enjoying her three- to four-hour late-afternoon lay-in. She's rest and wake up in time for dinner, then hit the sheets again for a peaceful bedtime two hours later.
I remember what a relief it was for me, a first-time mother, when she finally began napping on a regular schedule. I could
Diaper Drama 2007-03-26 14:36:00 Here in the hinterlands Chambana, it is hard to find the stuff we're used to buying.
Stupid stuff like Poland Springs sparkling water, Hunt's tomato puree, and roaster chickens sans giblets (ewwww) are in short supply.
But I never thought I'd have to stoop to buying The Poo's diapers from Amazon.com.
My sister thinks I'm crazy for saying this, but she absolutely had to wear Pampers Cruisers in Read more:Diaper
I'm A Supa MILF, A Supa MILF, I'm Supa MILF-Y 2007-03-25 23:07:00 One of the aspects of Chambana that really gets me down is the lack of shopping options.
Yes, we are graduate students, but a girl at least likes to window shop. We had a really nice mall back east, and I really miss it. The Poo and I spent many a dreary winter morning there, walking around and looking at all the goods on display.
The upside of having a mall that sucks ass doesn't have the
Who Is Your Inspiration? 2007-03-27 14:30:00 While vanity is certainly in play when it comes to my reasons for losing weight and getting fit, my inspiration to take better care of myself is really my father. My dad died of colorectal cancer in August 2004, five years almost to the day of his initial diagnosis. I remember when I got the call from my mother in July 2000, telling me that daddy was headed to the hospital for some tests. “You Read more:Inspiration
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