Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Bobby was nicknamed "back at ya Mom" as a kid.
Hee!
He still (at 10) gets sick once or twice a month. He is almost trained to at least seek tile floor.
Oh, poor little guy. Sounds like his allergens aren't easy to avoid, either--at least dust and mold, and if you have a doggie, well...shoot.
We had one horrific night, when Ben and Chris both had a stomach virus, one from which Julia was still recovering. Ben would
vomit at 12:00. Chris would vomit at 12:15. Ben would vomit at 12:30. Chris would vomit at 12:45. It went on 'til (I think) 4 o'clock in the morning. Chris was still a baby, maybe Owen's age, and we couldn't get him to aim, at all. We finally put him in the portacrib in the living room, surrounded it with towels, and put more towels over the mattress. Ben could at least hit the bucket. We were up doing laundry all. night. long. During this, Ben tried to make it to the bathroom, rather than the bucket, one time. He threw up in the hallway on the floor and wall. Scott washed the floor while I settled the boys. Scott took the mop & bucket down cellar to empty it, slipped, and dropped it, and so ended up having to wash the cellar stairs and floor, too.
It was like something out of Dante.
Ah yes, the joys of parenhood. I see the acupuncturist Monday with the allergy report. He had wanted me to do the trial and error method, but I couldn't deal. Since food has been ruled out I'm glad I went the testing route. He actually said that if it is the dog we can fix that. He explained that we would take a swab of saliva from the dog, and Bobby, then they mix them together in some chemical or something and make a "vacine" of sorts. No doubt I will find out more about this Monday.
If it is dust and mold causing his problem he needs a new mother.
I just ran a bunch of errands...all at the post office. I feel all accomplished. And it's not even noon on a Saturday. I treated myself to Dunkin' Donuts. Of course, there's a little problem with that plan. I'm still going to have to make coffee when Emily gets up (either that or run back out to DD). Oh, well. The breakfast sandwhich is worth it.
Hi everyone! Thanks for all the birthday wishes!
Happy Belated Birthday, -t! Happy Birthday Kristin and Maria!
{{Cashmere and Owen}} Poor babies, all of you. I hope Owen starts feeling better and you get some sleep, Cash.
I'm up, not so sure about awake. Coffee is not to hand yet, so awake won't occur for a while.
If it is dust and mold causing his problem he needs a new mother.
If it is dust, he needs a new planet, Laura. If it is mold, y'all need a new home state.
Sail, coffeefastma to you.
vw, Emily is a big old sleepyhead, isn't she?
Kristin! Are you doing anything special for your birthday?
If it is mold, y'all need a new home state.
Mold is a bitch. (And not in a good 'One of us' kind of way.) I'm really sensitive to it, and when I worked at a bookstore, I could walk in the door, be there about thirty seconds, and tell my boss "We have a mold problem."
{{{Cashmere and Owen}}}
Annabel slept from 9:30 or so till 8:00, as is now her usual pattern, give or take 45 minutes or so on either side, as long as she doesn't have a cold. Unfortunately, DH and I don't always have the brains to go to bed ourselves by midnight on the weekend, though I came a lot closer to it than he did. So I got 6 1/2 hours of sleep and the privilege of getting up with the baby. DH is still asleep. I am vaguely disgruntled.
I am, however, still enjoying what my subconscious came up with for my dreaming pleasure last night. It was too disjointed to be said to have a
plot,
but the key elements were Sean Bean as Sharpe, roaming around the countryside, a campfire, sex, and pie (blackberry).
Actually, Laura, if it's dust mites, which is one of the most common allergies, there are a lot of things you can do, including covering his mattress and pillows with miteproof covers and washing bedding frequently.
t I zipped a mattress into an anti-allergy cover by my self and I'm glad there are no videotapes.
vw, Emily is a big old sleepyhead, isn't she?
On Saturdays and Sundays, she sure is! I kinda like the quiet, though. I get lots done and can listen to my own music (country) :). Actually, right now I'm entering cds into iTunes in preparation for getting an iPod. I've decided to take the money I've previously spent on my car payment (the car was just paid off last month) and put it towards an iPod if I can make it to all of my classes this semester (I'm giving myself one sick day...but it has to be used in the case of flu or something else as awful...no migraines or mental health days). I worried that that was TOO big of a motivator, but after talking to my dad, we've decided it's actually the perfect motivator. It may actually work, which is the purpose of such a thing. I have NEVER in my history of schooling made it to an entire semester of classes. As a matter of fact, starting in about 7th grade, I'd typically miss around 20 days of school each year. So, this would be a really big deal. And I'm going to treat myself to such.
Have I mentioned, I think I might actually make it successfully through this semester. Knowing that, in some ways, is a HUGE motivator as well...to do something I've never managed to do before...and give myself a treat on top of that? It's an awesome feeling.
