The install date of our new DSL line. That means we're expected to live, sans Internets, for a little over THREE WEEKS?!?
Kill me now.
I'm not sure I can cope with crying babies, sick doggies, zombie husbands who just want to play their new game Gears of War 2 that their wives bought them for Christmas (what was I thinking?), without my sweet dear cuddly Internets to keep me sane and tuck me in at night.
Consider this a public service announcement. Fewer blog posts and virtually NO new pictures, for the next few weeks. :(
Unless.... I can somehow convince our new provider to bring in the install date by, say, 3 weeks?
And no, even a blow job offer won't work. Our rep is female.
*sigh*
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Happy Birthday Odin!
hug. The old furry thing turns 5 today, if you can believe it.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Ugh.
You'll have to excuse my sorry-ass of a title for this post. My brain is like mush right now - not exactly tapping the creative juices at the moment. A quick 24-hour update.....
Yesterday afternoon when Logan woke up from his nap, I noticed he had an unusually snotty and runny nose. He had really bounced back after the antibiotics over Christmas, so I guess the runny nose caught me by surprise. He didn't have much of an appetite, and was more clingy than usual while playing with his toys. At one point, I finally noticed he was BURNING UP. We took his temp and it was around 101-102. And, continued to hover in that range the rest of the night.
So, we gave him some Motrin, gave him a lot of juice to keep him hydrated, and tried to cool him off with a damp cloth (which he let me know he DID NOT like Mom). He was miserable and exhausted, and fell asleep with his face buried in my chest like "old times". He was pretty antsy even though he was tired and kept waking up every couple of hours - which actually was just fine since we jumped on the opportunity to take his temp, monitor the fever and give him some more Motrin if it was time.
About 4am he seemed to finally have a bit of an appetite (up until then he was refusing any solids or the bottle), so I warmed up some milk for him...which he gulped down in record time, and then immediately after spewed all over us and the bed.
You'd think I'd learned by now, but no. I don't think I have. Especially not when it's 4am. ;-)
Though we were spent, he actually seemed to be feeling better once he puked his guts out, and went back to sleep for another few hours before waking up around 8am for the day. Since he had had a pretty nasty fever all night long, we couldn't take him into school today, so Jon stayed with him in the morning (while I went to my PT appt) and then I took him, with me to my Dad's house, for the afternoon.
Why did I make the trip to my Dad's? Oh - didn't I tell you? We don't have any Internet access at our house right now. That's right. No Internets to fondle and love and keep me going. I tell you, it's debilitating. We canceled our current service before starting up a newer/better service that will be installed any day now so help me God.
Thankfully, my Dad loves to babysit, and helped me take care of Logan while I juggled a few emails and client phone calls and a clingy sick little baby. We headed home to meet up with Jon so he could watch Logan for a couple hours while I headed to my acupuncture appt (yes, just what I need, a bunch of needles stuck in my head while I'm this tense).
When I got back, Logan seemed to be pretty happy playing with all of his toys and teasing the dogs. He's still not 100%, but his appetite has come back with a punch and his fever hasn't returned (he still feels a bit hot to me but whenever we take his temp he's well within normal ranges), so I figure that's all a good sign and we'll have our happy go lucky kid back again in no time.
If the constant snotty noses and fevers in our house wasn't enough - we just found out tonight that Lola has lymphoma. We had taken her in for a routine checkup last Friday when the vet noticed her lymph nodes were quite swollen. They did a number of tests to check for bacteria, cancer, etc. which came back from the lab today (and confirmed the bad news). We're going to the vet tomorrow morning to find out how advanced the cancer is, and if it's even early enough to still treat (chemo) or not.
And, talk about our options. :(
*sigh*
And now you know why my brain is mush and for the life of me, I can't think of a more descriptive title to this post than..... UGH.
Yesterday afternoon when Logan woke up from his nap, I noticed he had an unusually snotty and runny nose. He had really bounced back after the antibiotics over Christmas, so I guess the runny nose caught me by surprise. He didn't have much of an appetite, and was more clingy than usual while playing with his toys. At one point, I finally noticed he was BURNING UP. We took his temp and it was around 101-102. And, continued to hover in that range the rest of the night.
So, we gave him some Motrin, gave him a lot of juice to keep him hydrated, and tried to cool him off with a damp cloth (which he let me know he DID NOT like Mom). He was miserable and exhausted, and fell asleep with his face buried in my chest like "old times". He was pretty antsy even though he was tired and kept waking up every couple of hours - which actually was just fine since we jumped on the opportunity to take his temp, monitor the fever and give him some more Motrin if it was time.
About 4am he seemed to finally have a bit of an appetite (up until then he was refusing any solids or the bottle), so I warmed up some milk for him...which he gulped down in record time, and then immediately after spewed all over us and the bed.
You'd think I'd learned by now, but no. I don't think I have. Especially not when it's 4am. ;-)
Though we were spent, he actually seemed to be feeling better once he puked his guts out, and went back to sleep for another few hours before waking up around 8am for the day. Since he had had a pretty nasty fever all night long, we couldn't take him into school today, so Jon stayed with him in the morning (while I went to my PT appt) and then I took him, with me to my Dad's house, for the afternoon.
Why did I make the trip to my Dad's? Oh - didn't I tell you? We don't have any Internet access at our house right now. That's right. No Internets to fondle and love and keep me going. I tell you, it's debilitating. We canceled our current service before starting up a newer/better service that will be installed any day now so help me God.
Thankfully, my Dad loves to babysit, and helped me take care of Logan while I juggled a few emails and client phone calls and a clingy sick little baby. We headed home to meet up with Jon so he could watch Logan for a couple hours while I headed to my acupuncture appt (yes, just what I need, a bunch of needles stuck in my head while I'm this tense).
When I got back, Logan seemed to be pretty happy playing with all of his toys and teasing the dogs. He's still not 100%, but his appetite has come back with a punch and his fever hasn't returned (he still feels a bit hot to me but whenever we take his temp he's well within normal ranges), so I figure that's all a good sign and we'll have our happy go lucky kid back again in no time.
If the constant snotty noses and fevers in our house wasn't enough - we just found out tonight that Lola has lymphoma. We had taken her in for a routine checkup last Friday when the vet noticed her lymph nodes were quite swollen. They did a number of tests to check for bacteria, cancer, etc. which came back from the lab today (and confirmed the bad news). We're going to the vet tomorrow morning to find out how advanced the cancer is, and if it's even early enough to still treat (chemo) or not.
And, talk about our options. :(
*sigh*
And now you know why my brain is mush and for the life of me, I can't think of a more descriptive title to this post than..... UGH.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Mommy Zombie Misses Again
So, remember when I mentioned the first couple of steps Logan took on his own just happened to be the one day I wasn't with him, when Jon and Logan flew out to Texas early?
I forgot to mention that on Christmas Eve, while having dinner at my parent's house, Logan took a record SEVEN steps all on his own.
Where was I? RIGHT THERE. But totally NOT paying attention (I had just put him down, so he was walking from me to Daddy nearby and yet I was totally clueless, probably taking the few minutes of rare baby-freedom to shovel dinner into my mouth instead). I caught the last couple of steps from the corner of my eye, but that was it.
I was a little bummed and starting to think Jon was lying about all these steps Logan is supposedly taking. ;-)
So today, we visited with the Mavros' (at a local Round Table Pizza) who were driving through town on their way back home from the holidays (we had a great time and Logan LOVED climbing all over the jungle gym kid's area at the restaurant). Afterward, we headed over to the AT&T store to pick up a few items before heading home ourselves.
I was at the counter paying for all our goodies and Jon was on the other side of the store with Logan, practicing his walking. And, yep, you guessed it.
ELEVEN STEPS.
Another record number of steps that Mommy Zombie missed. AGAIN.
*sigh*
Oh well. I suppose I'll see him walking on his own in no time. But it has been quite funny that I keep missing all the progress! ;-)
(for what it's worth, my theory is, he doesn't take as many steps around me because the minute he sees me, he then just wants to hang off me and/or be held instead of trying to walk!)
I forgot to mention that on Christmas Eve, while having dinner at my parent's house, Logan took a record SEVEN steps all on his own.
Where was I? RIGHT THERE. But totally NOT paying attention (I had just put him down, so he was walking from me to Daddy nearby and yet I was totally clueless, probably taking the few minutes of rare baby-freedom to shovel dinner into my mouth instead). I caught the last couple of steps from the corner of my eye, but that was it.
I was a little bummed and starting to think Jon was lying about all these steps Logan is supposedly taking. ;-)
So today, we visited with the Mavros' (at a local Round Table Pizza) who were driving through town on their way back home from the holidays (we had a great time and Logan LOVED climbing all over the jungle gym kid's area at the restaurant). Afterward, we headed over to the AT&T store to pick up a few items before heading home ourselves.
I was at the counter paying for all our goodies and Jon was on the other side of the store with Logan, practicing his walking. And, yep, you guessed it.
ELEVEN STEPS.
Another record number of steps that Mommy Zombie missed. AGAIN.
*sigh*
Oh well. I suppose I'll see him walking on his own in no time. But it has been quite funny that I keep missing all the progress! ;-)
(for what it's worth, my theory is, he doesn't take as many steps around me because the minute he sees me, he then just wants to hang off me and/or be held instead of trying to walk!)
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Decking the Halls
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all!We purposefully planned a very quiet holiday week this week, doing nothing in particular but sleeping in (when we can) and staying up late, watching movies, opening a couple presents, eating to our heart's content and enjoying our time with Logan and family (where the boys got really serious into a few pool games, as you can see from the pics!).
It's been great! Hope everyone is having a wonderful holiday season as well.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Christmas Eve Gift
Christmas Eve Gift.
There. I said it. Before any of you. HA.
(and yes, in this day and age, saying it on a blog counts. Why? Because I said so.)
For those of you who don't know about this game, let me explain.
Every Christmas Eve, the first person who says "Christmas Eve Gift", is allowed to open one present on Christmas Eve, before the big day. HOW AWESOME IS THAT when you are 10 years old and can rub it in your brothers' faces?
It became a HUGE game that my brothers and I loved to play - often staying up late, trying to be the first to surprise the other with the phrase, as the clock struck 12:01 Dec 24th. Our grandparents, aunt and uncle, and cousins were all in on the game as well (it being an old Connally family tradition), so anytime the phone would ring on Christmas Eve, we quickly learned you either shouldn't answer the phone at all - or - you had to answer it QUICKLY saying (and usually screaming with excitement) before the other person on the phone:
(I admit, it's a little weird anytime anyone NOT in the family was calling us)
I think a lot of the excitement has worn off as we've gotten older and moved out of the house. And, since we really don't do Christmas gifts anymore, what's the point? ;-)
But, I figure, now that I'm a parent, this will be one tradition I can renew with my own son. This year is a little too early, I know. But next year..... hoooo boy.
WATCH OUT.
There. I said it. Before any of you. HA.
(and yes, in this day and age, saying it on a blog counts. Why? Because I said so.)
For those of you who don't know about this game, let me explain.
Every Christmas Eve, the first person who says "Christmas Eve Gift", is allowed to open one present on Christmas Eve, before the big day. HOW AWESOME IS THAT when you are 10 years old and can rub it in your brothers' faces?
It became a HUGE game that my brothers and I loved to play - often staying up late, trying to be the first to surprise the other with the phrase, as the clock struck 12:01 Dec 24th. Our grandparents, aunt and uncle, and cousins were all in on the game as well (it being an old Connally family tradition), so anytime the phone would ring on Christmas Eve, we quickly learned you either shouldn't answer the phone at all - or - you had to answer it QUICKLY saying (and usually screaming with excitement) before the other person on the phone:
CHRISTMAS EVE GIFT!
(I admit, it's a little weird anytime anyone NOT in the family was calling us)
I think a lot of the excitement has worn off as we've gotten older and moved out of the house. And, since we really don't do Christmas gifts anymore, what's the point? ;-)
But, I figure, now that I'm a parent, this will be one tradition I can renew with my own son. This year is a little too early, I know. But next year..... hoooo boy.
WATCH OUT.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Winter Cleaning?
In addition to the kitchen, Logan likes to help out in our office too, reorganizing the bookshelves while Mommy and Daddy work.
Daddy doesn't think this is as cute as you all do. So, I just don't tell him how often this really happens. ;-)
Daddy doesn't think this is as cute as you all do. So, I just don't tell him how often this really happens. ;-)
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