Sunday, March 28, 2010

So I'm Trying to be Sneaky...

So I'm trying to be sneaky about this whole Easter Basket thing. Yesterday I took the baby with me while I purchased a few little odds and ends for the Easter Baskets. And I was determined to get something in particular for Lucy and then she found this:

Yes. Nemo. She is obsessed with Nemo. And the whole time at Target she would not let him out of her hot little hands. She traded everything she ever threw into the basket (because she does that now, we get all sorts of things in our basket) for the swimming Nemo (and it does say for 5 years and up, but really how could a Swimming Nemo not be for a 2 year old? Tell me how?) So...had to smuggle Nemo into the house...without disturbing the axis of the earth.

And I was successfull. REally. I was. And I hid it perfectly in my dresser drawers that are empty since I reorganized my closet. No one EVER looks in those dresser drawers.

Until today.

Lucy had Nemo ESP. How did she know? And I couldn't get it out of her hot little hands. Maybe the Easter Bunny should just come early? I am on Divert Lucy Mission #2. And I need a new hiding place!

(Oh and totally destroyed Sophie's dreams of the REAL Easter Bunny, because she wondered what Lucy was doing with a Nemo...oh and, she heard me talking to Adam on the phone about "getting all the Easter stuff done." Whoops).

Saturday, March 27, 2010

We're on the Mend

Hip hip hooray! I feel giddy like a penguin. Don't these penguins look happy? I wonder what they're talking about? Perhaps they're amazed that we survived Adam's surgery aftermath. Aren't you surprised? :)

Thank you for your encouraging words about Adam's recovery...he is already doing sooo much better. Thank goodness for all of us. He has been hobbling around going on business trips, riding in wheel chairs, and losing his crutches. Hopefully he won't reinjure himself as he crosses many time zones. Right? Please tell me he WON'T reinjure himself! He is on the mend. I am determined that he will be on the mend.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

My Non-Florence Nightengale Syndrome


Okay, So have you ever had a day or a week where you realize something about yourself that is not that great? I consider myself quite compassionate, sympathetic, and nice. In general, I think I'm pretty nice.

But this whole taking care of AW 24/7 has thrown me off my game. Granted, he is a lovely patient. Very sweet. Alot of "Could you please's" "So sorry to bother's" and "Thank you very much's". I mean, he couldn't be more nice. But it has been hard to take care of the family (without his help, mind you) and to also take care of him.

Sigh. So it turns out,I'm really not that nice.

I hate to admit I've been tired, grumpy, and longing for the days of a daddy who can climb stairs and give babies a bath, or even a daddy who can bathe, get dressed, and fix himself a meal. And for the times when I could sneak away to Target without worrying the entire time whether AW needs meds, or food, or maybe he has fallen and cannot get up.

Really. Wish I were better. And my hats go off to all of you who have taken care of someone, or who are still taking care of someone. I've been thinking about a few friends and family who are doing just that. Bravo. You really give Florence Nightengale something to be proud of. Me? I'm nothing to shout about.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Lemon Cake and Surgery


You'll all be happy to know I am no longer HUNGRY. Whew. That was rough...and let's just say my 11 day diet turned into an 9.5 day diet. Sorry. How could I resist a decadent slab of lemon cake placed on my door step by my practically gourment neighbor for my birthday? Well. I couldn't. At that point my willpower was practically non-existent.

AND.


AW just had his knee surgery...and trust me that has been enough to drive a girl to eat (In-N-Out is my new BFF). Not that he's a bad patient--- he's just a 38-year-old-male-patient. Last night I felt like I had a new born again with all the getting up in the night. Sigh. But he will get well. Hopefully sooner than later.