Archive for February, 2009

Blogher and Blissdom - Who is Deserving?

I’m going to go ahead and wallow in a little blogging self-pity here and say that I always feel a little down after a blog conference. It’s not that I’m not happy for all the people who went and got to meet each other and partay and so forth. I actually didn’t even really consider [...]

Everyone Needs a Valentine’s Post

I still remember the Disney Valentine’s Day special, the one with little vignettes of the characters from all the different movies falling in love. I associate it with Campbell’s soup for some reason - must have been some very good advertising to still be working so many years later. I also remember making my little [...]

Grunting

I was thinking more about my family and our “best-friendliness.” I realized, though, that we definitely will not always feel that way. There will be years that go by when we (especially the boys in relation to Hubby and I) don’t feel this way at all. But through that time, I hope that two things [...]

It Just Keeps Getting Better

I kid you not, after our week, Sam came down with Croup last night. At one point in the night I simultaneously had one kid throwing up and one barking like a seal. It’s like a joke.
And I know ya’ll are tired of hearing about sick yuck. Believe me, I’m sick of writing about it, [...]

Yes, We’re alive

Thanks to those of you who checked in on us and left your kind wishes. I did get it too. But my body at least held off until the morning, allowing me to run back and forth between bedrooms for the duration of the night. For the three of us the illness lasted only 12 [...]

Make That 24 Loads

It hit Hubby on his train ride home from NY (I told him he shouldn’t go).
It hit Sam after he took the first bite of his dinner.
I feel like I’m preparing for battle tonight. I have piles of towels, blankets, and clothes for each member of our family laid out in the hallway.
I. Am. Rambo.
Mercifully, [...]

The Perfect Storm

Robby has been throwing up since Sunday night. I’d forgotten how very, very awful it is to see your child sick, especially when they are young enough that they don’t really understand.
19 loads of laundry later . . .
I feel like today is the big day. I’ll have to talk to the doctor to see [...]