JuJuBee

Bullets

...because it's been so long, because I have too much going on to pick one subject and go with it and because, come on...who doesn't love bullets?

• The other day, Madeline started saying, "Oh SNAP!" therefore proving my theory that she will indeed become a teenager before the age of 5.
• I will be attempting to remove stitches at home tonight...actually Jeff will be attempting it. Wish us luck.
• Julian told me that  he wanted me to post something about him today, maybe about his new legos...so:

Yesterday, Julian took his Christmas money to Toys R Us and bought a way overpriced Lego set and a new little Star Wars clone dude. He came home and spent the entire evening on his bedroom floor constructing a space ship of some sort. It turned out very cool. The end.

• The letter "R" on our computer came off of the keyboard, probably as a result of Andrew being a little computer geek baby (which is fine!) and it's extremely annoying to type.
• Grandma sent the kids home with a harmonica. Life has been a struggle ever since.
• Disney on Ice was fun, though geared toward the dad crowd with all of those scantily clad princesses.
• I just ate a big lunch with the intent on having enough energy to work out in one hour. May have been the first time I have ever eaten with the intent of "fueling" my body instead of just filling my piehole.
• Felt good to eat with a purpose.
• I am sick of the cold. I don't mind the snow, but really...I could do with a day in the 30s to warm me up.
• The kids need to go out and run off some energy.

• I joined Plinky and I think it will be fun...add me if you decide to give it a go and join soon so that you can secure the username that you like bestest.

That's all for now. What sort of bullets do you have in your life right now?

A Great Day

Today has a sort of shiny, happy, sparkly sheen to it. I can't remember the last time I saw the sun shining so brightly through our windows. Unfortunately it only makes the layer of dust on my furniture all the more apparent, but today is not a day for cleaning. The sun was so glorious that I pulled back the curtains in Madeline and Andrew's room and opened the blinds to allow light to stream in. I never open their curtains really because they never play back there and we keep it dark for nap time...so when they saw all of this light coming from their room, they kinda flipped out with joy and spent the whole morning on the floor in a pile of books. Glorious.

And I of course had the TV to myself during that time to watch history unfold. I'm pretty optimistic about our country right now, and I don't even care if that sounds naive. Just let me have that for one day...optimism. Because after yesterday? I deserve it.

The day started innocently enough with some straightening and organizing and cleaning, which is my Monday morning routine....I thrive on order, so I am happy to zone out and just unclutter the house. Julian was home from school because of MLK day and the kids spent the morning playing and fighting and whining and screaming and all of that kid stuff they do when they are all home and it's too yucky to go outside. I was in the middle of bath/lunch/naptime stuff when my hand grazed the chipped microwave turntable that was drying in our dishdrain. It was one of those moments where you know you hurt yourself pretty significantly, but the pain hasn't come and you don't really want to look to assess damage.

When I looked, it was pretty clear that I was going to need stitches, but it was also clear that I couldn't just drop everything and go. I had to stop the bleeding and wrap  my hand without freaking out the kids, so I stealthily did that, I asked Julian to help get lunches made and I got the bleeding to slow down while they ate. I figured that it would be better for us all if they had a nap, so I got them to bed after lunch.

I was also scheduled to work in the evening, so I planned to shower somehow, get Jeff home to take me for stitches, and then possibly go in to work if it wasn't too late. I rewrapped my hand and wore a plastic hair coloring glove over it (with a rubber-band at the wrist to keep water out...I am so McGyver) to shower, I IMed the husband to come home, he called the Mother-in-law to come over and then we headed off for stitches. It was really a nice evening out for the two of us. Yes. Our lives are that busy that we need to have a date at the Immediate Care Center. So what?

I ended up with only 3 stitches, a tetanus shot (holy hell those things do a number on your arm! Our poor babies and those vaccines!) and a night off from work. Not a great day, but it could have been worse.

Might go out Thursday night and have a few Celebratory Obama drinks with the girls...unless we have another blizzard of course...it is Buffalo, and the sun will only shine for so long.

Did you watch the inauguration? What did you think?

Quick Question

Anyone left here? Just curious...I'd like to get back to this now that the holidays are over and I have a couple minutes of free (er) time each day. Might be starting from scratch with a readership, no? Eh, that's cool. So...who still has the evil Christmas tree up?