Things actually worked out well for us yesterday--I managed to get an earlier doctor's appt, he sent the prescription to Wal-Mart through his cool electronic pad thing so we went to Target and got a few things (including a new set of toddler sheets and comforter for the Princess's big move to the toddler bed) and then went to Wal-Mart to pick up the prescription. I only had to wait a couple of minutes as opposed to 2 hours as usual. The doc said that he's heard that before about them and he recommends people go to Target because they have the same $4 plan but are much quicker. Vader never has a problem when he goes food shopping each week so we'll keep the Princess's amoxicillin there but I think from now on when we have a one-time only prescription we might just go to Target. I'd rather fart around there than Wal-Mart anyway...
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
is a good song from Disturbed but you already knew that right?
Thursday, January 22, 2009
"Did you have a nice nap?" (This was yesterday when she napped. She did not nap today).
"Did you dream?"
"What did you dream about?"
"You dreamt about poopie??"
I don't think she did dream about poopie, but was instead telling me that she had a poopie in her diaper. A rather smelly one at that.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
So I've been doing really well making friends and having a social life--but they all live in neighboring towns. I decided I needed to be more proactive in making friends in the "community" I live in--which is a bit of a joke since we have no community. Anyway. I put a flier for my mom's group at the little local library around the corner as well as the Stewarts and (this is the kicker) my children and I drove around and put fliers in mailboxes of houses that had playsets and toys. So far there's been nothing.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
This Saturday is the 17th.
Vader and I will have been together for exactly 15 years and 4 months (Sept 17, 1993).
Vader and I will have been married for exactly 6 years and 5 months (August 17, 2002).
SkyWalker will be 4 years and 4 months old (Sept 17, 2004).
And it will be exactly a year since my FIL passed away.
I still remember the night before. It was a Wednesday and I was working Wednesdays then. I had a horrible migraine. It had been weeks since I had seen my FIL because my in-laws and Vader didn't want SkyWalker to see him so sick. Even though I felt like I was going to vomit from the pain, I called my MIL and decided to visit. I knew it would be the only time I had without the kids. I went. It was hard. He couldn't speak and wasn't very aware. I thanked him for letting me be a part of his family and said goodbye. He reached out his hand to me. Something he had not done. And then I left. I knew when I left that it would be the last time I would see him. I told my husband that his mom said it was going to be soon. I KNEW it would be that night. My MIL called and Vader said he would be there the next day. I've often wondered if there was more I should have said to Vader. If he understood it would be his last night. I'm not sure I could have said enough. I'm pretty sure he was in denial because he told all his work friends at the funeral how much quicker it happened then he expected. Anyway, we went to sleep and the phone rang at 5:30 and I knew.
I can't believe it's been a year.
Monday, January 12, 2009
While SkyWalker was attempting to get his pull-up and pajamas on tonight, the Princess was jumping all over him and wrestling with him and being a royal pain in the ass. Although I have a headache and I really wanted them to get to bed, I have to say I enjoyed every minute of it. I had to pull her off of him. It was hilarious. All of those times he was in her face when she was too little... all of those times he jumped on my back when I was trying to do something... it was so satisfying seeing him squirm and beg her to get off of him. Of course he was giggling and enjoying it, but still.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Not of my children. I don't think I ever really had that.
Monday, January 5, 2009
SkyWalker: How come I don't have a womb?
Today was the first day I left the house since a week ago, that's right 7 days, when Vader and I got our flu shots. While in some ways I am perfectly fine with that, I feel very disconnected. We haven't had a playdate or seen our friends in ages. The Princess found a Christmas card with her friend's picture on it and latched on to it, carrying it around and saying something. When I wasn't looking directly at her I SWEAR she said "Conal". It was quite cute. Yesterday while I was laying on the couch after vomiting a second time SkyWalker told me to get up and get dressed because he wanted to go to Tony's house. Sorry kiddo, not today.