Andy Andy Andy... you should really pick your advertising campaigns better. I'm just saying you do a spot for Amex about loosing your mojo and then you lose in the first round.
Course we can't fault you for how you played. It just wasn't your day.... maybe you were missing something...
Took Megan today to the dentist. This was her second appointment - she went once before 6 months ago. The first time, though she cried alot, they managed to clean her teeth and all was well.
So I expected much the same today. It started out with Megan refusing an x-ray. This time though she did allow the girl to put the iron blanket on her, but that was it - no film in the mouth.
We moved onto the cleaning room and she sat in my lap with her head on the hygienist lap and she started cleaning, all the while Megan is screaming. She finishes the top when she started to vomit. Not alittle spit up but projectile orange juice all over me, the room and of course Megan. The girl stopped, I cleaned us up the best I could while she got the dentist. He came in and we got Megan back in position and she started wailing again, he counted her teeth and then managed to clean her bottom teeth before the vomiting returned. Once she was upright she seemed to calm down so the dentist and I chatted. All of a sudden Megan pulled back from my shoulder and threw up. My shirt being a button down the front was slightly opened and Megan being in my lap had been tugging my shirt down. This last batch of puke when down my shirt and pooled in my bra. Needless to say, first order of business once we got home was clean clothes and a sponge bath for me.
Don't you know I'm looking forward to her next appointment in 6 months.
My thoughts are with all Floridians today.

Andrew back in 1992 was enough hurricane for one life time. I hope Katrina doesn't upsize before she slams into Florida!
Yesterday, I took Megan to Sulpher Creek park in Hayward, for the toddler time with the animals. She got to touch a turkey, a chicken, a turtle , a hamster and a guinea pig. She also got to feed a chicken a mill worm and watched the turtle eat flowers, the hamster stuff his poach with seeds, and feed the guinea pig dandelion leaves. She had a blast. They also had an art project for the kids, and then we wondered the ground and saw a coyote, and lots of birds of prey on the mend.
After my friend suggested a Buffalo Bills a local restaurant for lunch and it was really good. Nice to find a really good one restaurant on our side of the bay. What's more I bought 2 kinds of their speciality beers for poker last night and the Orange Blossom Blend was a hit. The pumpkin wasn't as well received, but I thought it tasted like Christmas.
We haven't spent much time in Hayward. Its the bigger city just north of us. Jack and I had gone to a really lame greek fest there a few years ago, and we bought our spa from a store there, Our pool is just over the border, and one of our local "malls" is there, but for the most part we kind of avoided hayward, driving through on our way to other places. What I hadn't seen was the down town as been revitalized and the city is really coming together. I plan on exploring this city to the North a bit more.
The doctor last week said I was healing better than expected and no more surgery! yeah.
He also said i'd be 80% better 6 weeks post surgery ... we'll i'm just over half way there and feeling at least that good if not better. My throat only hurts when I yawn, and when I eat really dry scratchy food like dry toast. Otherwise no pain and i can eat what ever I like.
So even though the week after was hell and the week after that wasn't much better, i recommend getting your tonsils out if you have recurrent tonsillitis. Worked for me :)
How do I convince an almost 3 year old its time to move out of the crib and into a big bed? She has no desire to leave her bed.
I know that she will one day be ready and patients is all that is required on my part, but its astounding to me that she says no every time I ask her if she wants a bed like Josephine (a friend of hers) or Mommy.
I haven't talked much about movie club lately... a few of the films I loved like March of the Penguins , and Mad Hot Ballroom which were both wonderful films. Then there was the Last Days which I loathed. So much so I thought of quitting the club and never returning. I stuck it out... and this month the film was worth it.
The Talent Given Us is a wonderful film, fiction in story yet reality of cast. The filmmaker Andrew Wagner filmed his family acting out a story, as themselves and yet not. It was a hoot that on occasion hit to close to home, and other times was completely far fetched. I really enjoyed it and figured I better recommend it since the film maker is actually going around trying to drum up viewers by word of mouth. Because of that it probably won't play in a theater near you... so keep an eye out and rent it.
tonight while I was reading Megan books, she and I started counting the animals in the books. She counted the 3 pigs all by herself, we counted the 6 sheep together and when we got to the 1 cow I asked her how many cows and she said "two"...."two?"I asked... "yes two"
I told her that I see one.... but where is the other and she said "over there" pointing to just right of the page, "sleeping!"
I took Megan to Bonfante Garden yesterday, with my dear friend Jennifer and her son Bryce. The kids had a great time playing in the smallest water play area, riding some of the rides, eating "not bad for park" food... so much so that when I told Megan it was time to leave and drive home, she didn't want to go - I suggested we leave and go find Daddy and she said "no no go find daddy" ... we need to feed the dogs I said, she said "daddy do it" Grasping for anything I remembered the Dvd player in the car and said what movie do you want to watch on the way home?
"Piglet, yeah!" and so we left, but not before stopping at a outlet gift shop just outside where Megan found a fancy Rabbit doll and by fancy I mean complete with pearls and faux fur shawl, for 49 Cents ... couldn't believe that one.
I took a few pictures, and will add the link when Jack give it to me.
Sadie finished her breakfast in the usual quick manner. Oso ate part of his and has spent the last hour guarding the bowl. Sadie has been hanging out with me because every time she dares to leave the bedroom and head towards the kitchen Oso jumps up and runs to get between her and the bowl. I'm sure she knows he's protecting his food. I know he probably won't finish it but will forget his game in like another hour. As soon as the first squirrel leaves the tree for the day and he realizes it. His behavior though is so vexing to her... not that he's preventing her from eating but that he keeps jumping up in front of her and cutting her off down the hallway. She's completely blind and he's being totally spastic.
These guys are so entertaining.
Renew your vows or get married again ... with bone rings grown just for you ... using your own bones!
pre-surgery Megan and I were running around fools. We managed to stop at 4 or 5 activities in one day of outings, which may include a couple of stores, the park or pool. Yesterday - my first codeine free but pain-filled day I did managed Ikea since I needed to get Megan and new duvet for the full size been she's going to be getting soon. Mission accomplished which included lunch at a close to ikea restaurant. however when we got back I crashed and Megan watched a movie. Today it took us even longer to get out of the house and then we only went to the grocery store. Megan was a big help, shopping, but I feel so yucky that we are now watching yet another (actually the same) movie before nap time.
I can't wait to feel good again, to have the energy to pain and play at the park and goto the pool.
they could be worse
I decided yesterday to switch from codeine to Tylenol so that i could be more than just zombie mom for Megan this week. Also my stomach was starting to have series issues with the codeine and the advice on the side of the bottle to take with food was nearly impossible to follow. So I tried it for the first time while Megan was out of the house and survived, and so i've been 'off" the codeine now for 24 hours. While I am considerably more alert - I'm in serious pain. Tylenol has nothing on codeine for pain relief.
Jack and Megan have headed off to ride the train and see fish, while I rest and waste another day away recovering from my tonsillectomy. I decided to run the vacuum in our bedroom before curling up with a movie. Well picture me Dyson wand in hand in the bathroom - happily sucking up the dog hair and what ever else was all over the floor. I noticed where I had just this morning added 2 rolls of fresh TP that the TP holder was covered TP lint... you know what i'm talking about - fuzzy lint that comes from unrolling soft fluffy over processed paper. So I took the Dyson wand and approached the toilet paper holder lint started to get sucked up and then WHAM .... half the roll gone and in the Dyson... before I could even react I had sucked up over half a roll of TP.
I've offered to take a survey for some MBA students at Kellogg Northwestern about plus size shopping. Any chance to give my 2 cents on this topic i must jump at. Don't know what they will ask, but I've got stories ....
One isn't really shopping for plus sizes but its about what larger woman go through. I had already found a dress to wear to a friends wedding, but needed a shawl to go with it. I look everywhere and this was before Megan so I was able to waste whole days in malls just looking for a shawl. I was at Stoneridge Mall near here, when I noticed a lovely scarf in the window on a display in a store called Chicos. Now i Knew going in chico's carried smaller sizes but a shawl is a ambiguous article of clothing and any size should have fit me. I went in and wondered around trying to find the scarf i'd seen. I made it all the way to the back of the store when a store clerk stopped me and said "We have nothing in your size in this store"
No-- Hello can I help you, no --excuse me are you looking for-something in particular - just a flat out you don't belong here. I replied as loudly as I dared, so all the patrons could hear that I was just looking for the scarf on display in the window, the clerk made no move to help me and i said well I guess you don't want my money - and left. I now loath the sight of any Chicos though I'm sure this was just one employee in one store, its enough to make me never shop there even if I lost weight or they started caring more realistic sizing.
One of the many blogs I keep up with has decided to do this years Blog A Thon I've decided to support them by not only blogging about and donating alittle money, but actually reading the entries today...Its for a good cause, and this site has meant a world to me lately.
Good luck Jerilyn
"Almost everyone, even slender patients, lose 5 -10 lbs. after tonsillectomy"
almost as good of a weight-loss plan as 9 months of pregnancy.
I went in today for my one week post-op check up and had a nice chat with my ENT. Turns out one of my tonsils had been so big from being infected it was in the muscle that makes the uvula. He had to do some serious digging, and isn't convinced i'm healing well enough. Too early to tell, go home he says heal for 2 more weeks (while he has a vacation) and come back, we'll see then if he needs to go back in and clean the area up.
I asked before he looked in my throat and told me the above, if they had been bad enough to warrant having them out and he assured me that they had been, compacted with Tonsilloliths (smelly white tonsil stones) and were also so saturated with a type of bacteria that a normal coarse of antibiotics would have done me no good.
He assured me I could have more pain meds next week when I run out of my current prescription and that I would need it. Lovely - don't you all just wish you were me!
I told him chewing gum was a big help that I found online for working my jaw and allowing me to eat soon after, and that he should share that one with other patients.
He also apologized when I joked about how Megan was loving all the movies and tv.
A side note : Megan had to watch commercials for the first time while being involved in a show - watching a cooking show with me. She couldn't understand why I didn't go "back to cooking" when ever the commercials came on. Ah to be spoiled in the days of tivo.
Megan loves to sit at the dinner table. So much so that a simple meal can go on for a couple of hours, with Tears as we try to take the food away. She eats just enough to say she's still eating. Today I messed up and gave her too much food on her plate, so now she's working on an hour long lunch - anyone body else out there with little ones who love to sit at the table, with any ideas of how to hurry her up?
Public works is doing something load to our street, I think they are putting in handicap access to the sidewalks or something like that, but the end result is hours of jack hammers just outside our house. Megan refuses to play outside because of the noise. She went out front with me to see what was up but came running back inside terrified at the sight of the bulldozers. So now she's stuck with a sick mom and doesn't want to play outback, to top it off I think after our Shrek a thon of this morning she's actually sick of the tv. One wonders if I'll actually be able to get a nap out of her after such a boring morning. I know i'm ready for one.
its 8:30 and Megan is up and watching movie one. We will be watching alot today - though I may insist she go play outside for a few minutes between films. What else does one do when your really to out of it to do much else. At least during Shrek - I get to to snooze.
With Jack going back to work tomorrow, i've been stressed about the open house for Megan's preschool. How I was going to drive her over when I can't even get out of bed for long enough to do anything. Well the lovely director just called and postpone the open house till the 12th... that gives me plenty of time to recover and means Megan and I can hang out at the house all day, watching movies, etc. And I don't have to drive anywhere.
I can honestly say i'm feeling better. The left side of my throat doesn't hurt much at all, which give me hope that my right side will stop being excruciating soon. Jack is getting me more pain meds and today is my final day languishing in bed. Jack is back to work in the morning. I still haven't managed to eat much. But i'm craving some scrambled eggs that Jack has promised me for later - nice and runny and easy to swallow.