As he's talking tonight, probably lying at the very least misleading... remember
2,241 dead
16,549 wounded
just say those numbers a few times and let them really sink in.
If you want to put a face with the number above go here.
The barfing has subsided. She went for about 5 hours in the middle of the day with no throwing up so after she handled alittle drink, i went ahead and let her have some toast - well that came back up. It was a day of cat naps and movies. It was also a day of lots of laundry. By 8 o'clock tonight she was climbing all over us and the bed, and enjoyed playing in her bath. We read books and sang songs and she happily went to bed. She did ask for dinner a few dozen times but I assured her she didn't want to eat.
Megan woke up at 4 throwing up. Thankfully she'd digested dinner so it was just some bile. Jack changed the sheets and I got her all cleaned up and we all went back to bed. She did it again at 6 only this time Jack was already up for work, and i'd had the baby monitor on so I heard her start and was in in a flash - able to hold her over the trash can and save the sheets.
She tried to go back to bed, but couldn't so at 6:40 she came in and joined me for some blues clues. She said she felt better so I gave her alittle water... and well that came up. So now you know where we'll be - close to the potty, watching lots of tv.
Megan has been bugging me to see some cows. Really she wanted to goto the farm and listed a bunch of different animals each time she asked. This morning we went, and got there just as a Monarch Butterfly tour was starting. We got to see thousands of Butterflies, in various stages, and activities. A female was laying eggs, several male/female pairs were racing around in a mating ritual. Some where basking in the sun. We saw caterpillars, and Chrysalis. We did take a few pictures, that I'm sure Jack will have up shortly.
When we did finally make it over to the barn yard, we got to see Doc, the Farm's big horse finish his bath. Doc lost his brother middle of last year, and is unable to pull the big cart that was his duty on the farm. Now he gets his exercise by being run through the orchards. We also goto see Daisy the new sheep born on Jan 21. Very cute, high on a pedestal of hay surrounded by family. There were bunnies, Chickens, turkeys and goats too, but unfortunately no cows or pigs. As we left we found a Geocache and while we forgot a treasure to add, I dug in purse and found something suitable, and Megan picked out a racing car. It was a great morning. Now home for lunch and naps. (Jack however headed out again with both dogs to give much needed baths! at Pet Food Express's self serve dog wash
I noticed Oso was in the bay window, well partially - he had his hind end on the sofa and his front was staring out the window, watching the world go by. I followed suit... kneeling on the sofa and watching out ... I saw the bluebird couple that i noticed in the yard, busy, building a nest in our front bush, a Robin was busy too looking for something on the ground - looked like she was digging for worms, or insects, and finally a humming bird was making its rounds around the yard collecting nectar... and then for a moment - he came to the window and was less than a foot from my face, staring - at me or his own reflection and then... he was gone.
Life is so resilient and so amazing.
Astronomy picture of the day (link on right of page) has this beautiful shot of Saturn today.

inspires me to get out the telescope and take a look myself (only not tonight cause its cloudy). Here's a great little Java app to find the planets any where.
If you value a woman's right to choose ... go sign this petition!
Since I moved here i knew our local mall had a program for toddlers called Club Noggin. I could never seem to remember when it was so we've missed it every time. But the other night I got an email from a mom friend reminding us that it was today. So I packed Megan and I lunch and picked her up from school rushed over.
Well, we did miss the first 10 minutes. But the rest sucked. The woman who ran it was oblivious to the skills of a 3 year old. She instructed them to make a snow flake telling them to cut the fold, talking way above each kids head. Megan was scared of her but tried to participate. The woman came over told Megan she was doing it wrong and grabbed the paper from her. Then she cut it. Megan got up and came back over to me. I tried to get Megan to goto one of the other people running it. Another woman seemed so friendly and playful with the kids, but in the end she sat with me outside the ring and asked when she could go home.
There was a male assistant too... who sang and he spent his off stage time looking thoroughly bored and annoyed at where his life had taken him.
Needless to say we won't bother with that activity again.
We love Sadie. Megan loves Sadie. She's been a great and faithful dog. I've spent a fortune on her just on medicine... on Viokase Powder which we go through at least a bottle a month, On insulin, testing strips, needles, etc. She's a very expensive dog. Now the vet has us cooking chicken breast for her - and to make it easier on myself, i've been buy big bags of frozen boneless, and skinless breast, baking it 6 at a time and then chopping it up and putting it in portion size ziplocs.
So how does this dog repay me all my hard work. While at Costco today buying her meds and chicken she peed on the kitchen rug. Not on the easily cleaned floor but on the damn rug! I just spent 20 minutes on the floor of the garage steam cleaning the rug and cursing the dog.
I do love her but some times...
This was just sent to me ... read at your own risk...
"The Center for Disease Control has issued a warning
about a new virulent strain of Sexually Transmitted Disease. The disease
is contracted through dangerous and high-risk behavior. The disease is
called Gonorrhea Lectim, pronounced "gonna re-elect him."
Many victims contracted it in 2004, after having
been screwed for the past four years. Cognitive characteristics of
individuals infected include: anti-social personality disorders, delusions of
grandeur with messianic overtones, extreme cognitive dissonance, inability
to incorporate new information, pronounced xenophobia and paranoia,
inability to accept responsibility for own actions, cowardice masked by
misplaced bravado, uncontrolled facial smirking, ignorance of geography
and history, tendencies towards evangelical theocracy, categorical
all-or-nothing behavior.
Naturalists and epidemiologists are amazed at how this destructive disease originated only a few years ago from a bush found in Texas."

Apparently Bed Bugs are back. Want to freak ourself out... do a search on google for them and find pages like this one.
Ugh ... i need a shower
Jack, Mel and I saw Last Holiday. I think I liked it more than the two men I was with. But I do have an issue to pick. She goes to Switzerland and goes into a clothing store and is able to try on and buy cloths off the rack - PLEASE! As a woman of size this one scene just ticked me off. Ok its fantasy - but a little reality of "sorry miss we don't have your size ... but we'll have some sweat shop of imported workers make you some clothes for a price. " Come on I got insulted at Chico's because the damn sales woman pointed out they didn't have clothes in my size. And I just wanted a scarf!
I love Queen Latifah. I think she's beautiful and self assured, and she really does act pretty well. Her voice is just beautiful... though I'm not a hugh rap fan I do love her ballads in Living Out Load. It was an enjoyable "fluff" piece... but this one scene has just absolutely burned my butt for the last week.
We had the elliptical trainer for one whole week before I got sick. I used it as planned for that week, and haven't been able to since. But i'm feeling better, and coughing hardly at all, so today after Megan's nap I decided it was time to give it a try. 4 minutes later, I was coughing up a lung. by the time I made it to the back bedroom I unfortunately had to throw up. Before pregnancy I never had a cough that made me puke, but since - thanks I think to 9 months of throwing up, I can pretty much do it on command, so a big bad coughing fit is no biggy.
So as I was hugging the toilet, Megan came in to find out what was wrong with mommy, only I was too busy to calm her fears. She was a good doctor though and after I was through and changed she ushered me in to the living room where she promptly gave me a physical with her Doctors kit.
Guess I'll wait a couple more days and try again.
UPDATE: well the city called and Megan's Tumbling class was canceled do to lack of enrollment, so we're back to square one on gymnastics. At least the cooking is a go.
I might have just over extended us, but i've signed Megan up for a couple of classes. So now she has Gymnastics on Monday, School on tuesday, Cooking on Wed, School on Thursday and play-group on friday! I get the time she's at school and cooking to run errands. which is 7 1/2 hours.
She went to her first cooking class yesterday and loved it!. they made apple sauce muffins and she told both me and Jack the recipe and how they mixed it all together. Then while it cooked they had circle time and a story with songs and dancing and she told me she gets to go back! so i think we have a winner.
I honestly didn't mind Alito until this morning. Until now I thought he was probably the best we could hope for but after reading this lovely gem in his own words
"People nowadays just don't seem to know their place. Everywhere one turns black and hispanics are demanding jobs simply because they're black and hispanic, the physically handicapped are trying to gain equal representation in professional sports, and homosexuals are demanding that government vouchsafe them the right to bear children. And now... and now come women."
I've reconsidered. I don't want Alito anymore.
the difference between a 3 year old and a 35 year old with the same bug, is that the 3 year old forgets she's sick and plays on. I spent the great part of the last week sleeping. When I was awake it was to moan or complain. Megan who has ignored the whole being sick part, has enjoyed a much quicker return to health. I know I could learn something from that... but i seriously doubt I could put it in practice.
Megan woke up this morning with a 104 fever. We've cooled her down, and she's resting with me iin bed, but its clear she's got my bug. We thought she gave it to me and had had a milder form. Well she must have had something else cause now she's as sick as I was, and i'm not that much better.
Bad bug... beware!
This morning Jack was wonderful and took Megan with all her toys to his office so I could rest. I managed to sleep until about 10:15 when Oso went ape shit in the back yard. I yelled, and he ignored me. I tried to go back to sleep and then Sadie joined him. I finally yelled (and if you heard my lovely new tenor voice you'd realize that was a stretch), and both dogs came in. I took a shower and both dogs went back out to bark.
By the time my shower was over though, they had calmed down. So I thought nothing of it.
Then this afternoon I headed to the doctor to get some help for this bug. (Fever is still there, she suspects its viral but gave me a couple of things to aid in breathing and sleeping). I headed home and there was a cop car out front. Turns out our neighbors to the right (facing our house) were broken into...they suspect it happened around 10:30. I told the neighbor about the dogs and he sent the cops over to talk with me.
So Oso was correct and I should have noticed not that he was barking but what he was barking at. I felt bad that I ignored him. He's not usually one to bark in the back at nothing, though usually its just a squirrel.
i love a really dark room to sleep. In Ocala when visiting my parents i had been known for adding towels to the curtain rod to darken the room from the street lamp. At one point i had put black tape on every little red and blue and green light on vcr's and the like. But pregnancy and motherhood had taught me to sleep with a little light. Basically a necessity. Sleep when I have the chance, damn the light. Course that was before Megan potty trained her self. And the last week that has included to late night crying episodes cause she woke up with the need to go and was to scared to head off to the potty on her own.
No harm, I say ... Megan here's a night light for the bathroom, now you can find the bathroom in the dark. She agrees that that's a great idea and headed to bed tonight happy in the fact that the potty was within reach.
Now i'm laying in bed with the terrible realization that the night light is IN MY FACE. ... our bed is positioned so the bathroom light shines in on me. Ok I could, turn it off, but i can't do that to Megan, Shut the bathroom door, but that defeats the whole point, or shut our door which I can't do since I haven't since she was born and besides the blind dog would surely wake us up when she realizes she can't get around the house. ... what to do... I guess tomorrow i'm going to be buying one of these,
yes i am still sick... but better as i'm able to hold my laptop on my lap long enough to blog. My fever came back this evening and it hurts like hell to cough, but I'm definitely on the mend.
Megan and I are both sick... fever, chills, stuffy head, cough. She's missing school today not only because she's too sick but because I don't think I could drive her.