Sorry Jess, Bev... Left for the hospital shortly after my last post this morning.

Sean, how is S doing?

She's better, and home now. Whether this takes care of everything for good, it's hard to say. We'll be having follow-up visits with the doctors in a couple of weeks.

And with that, I'm off again.

She's better, and home now.

That's great news! Based on your post in Beep Me, I'll retune the vibes to insurance-paying-for-it-all-ma.

Yay for S being home. Continued health ~ma.

{{Nora}} Sorry for the ick. Health ~ma your way too.

Ellie is currently somewhere around 18 lbs, 8 oz. They weighed her on Wednesday, but with her clothes on. So far, no one has said anything to me about her weight. She's not short, but she is very thin. I try to give her stuff with lots of fat in it, but it doens't seem to stick to her. ION, Ellie fell in the pool today. THankfully Joe was right there. I didn't even see it.

Bev, I'm glad to hear StE is doing better. You are all still in my thoughts!

eek, Stephanie! I'm glad she's ok. This is the pool in your yard, right?

Just got a new room... the one we were in last night had an incessant humming noise. Also, ate Thai food. here's hoping the spicy soup does its magic.

Glad that S is home. Stay healthy S!

I have even more respect for parents tonight.

I have J's girls over for a sleepover. It is damn hard work. They keep fighting and can't agree on anything, including a movie. E, who is 11, wanted to get Hannibal. Um...over my dead body. I don't care if you think your mom would let you watch it, you ain't watching that and getting nightmares on my clock! We finally agreed on Last Holiday. Then they fought over who gets to sleep on the air mattress (their mom was supposed to bring another air mattress, but must have forgotten). Oh, and they eat like they've never seen food! It's craziness, and I'm exhausted.

Yeah, borrowing other people's kids is always... interesting, isn't it, vw?

Between all the talk of kids here today and interacting with my coworker's twin boys at a picnic today (they're good kids, but.... you know, 6), I've determined that I'm scared out of my mind at the possibility of being a mom. I don't know how people do it.

Since I'm probably not going to get married, though, I guess I don't need to worry about it.

t /negative nancy

1. we had to try at least one bite of everything;

When my brother was young, before I was born, the family went to visit my grandparents. My grandmother served Swedish potato sausage, which is teh yum. My brother, who was 7 or 8 at the time, insisted that he hated potato sausage. It was the most vile thing, and he could not be put upon to try it. My grandmother insisted that he try it, which was always the rule at home. Later on in the dinner, my brother asked for seconds. My grandmother responded that she thought he hated potato sausage, to which my brother replied that he always hated anything he hadn't tried before.

Potato sausage is my brother's favorite dish. They served it at both of his wedding receptions.

Much punctuation, ~ma, thoughts and prayers to all those who need it, especially Beverly and StE, Sean and S, and JZ and Halloweenie.