Thursday, November 20, 2008

Catching Up

As my Anonymous Blog Stalker "politely" reminded me, I haven't kept up with this NaBloPoMo thingy very well in the last five days. Whatever! Thanks for the suggested new daily mantra, but I think I'll stick with what works for me: Recommit daily to your goals. So, getting back to business. Starting with Sunday, five days late. Cheers to all us thieves! It may be late, but this meme is a perfect metaphor for the chaos that has reigned in my universe during the last five days.

1. Do you like blue cheese salad dressing? Yes, but not the creamy variety. I like blue cheese vinaigrette.

2. Favorite late night snack? Cherry Garcia, or Hash Browns scattered, smothered and covered.

3. Do you own a gun? Yes. A shotgun.

4. What’s your favorite drink at Starbucks or other specialty coffee shop? Venti Shaken Iced Passion Tea with three Splenda instead of the classic (sugar) syrup.

5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? Not anymore, after bi-weekly, then weekly, OB visits with two doctors when I was pregnant last year.

6. What do you think of hot dogs? Ewww. But necessary.

7. Favorite Christmas song? Sailor's Christmas, Jimmy Buffett.

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Either Orange or Cranberry juice, or Diet Coke.

9. Can you do push-ups? Yes.

10. What’s your favorite piece of jewelry? My Ah Ring.

11. Favorite hobby? Cooking.

12. Do you have A.D.D.? No, I have Mommy Brain.

13. What’s one trait that you hate about yourself? Lack of self-discipline.

14. The last disease you contracted? Toxemia.

15. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment:
  • I really need to organize my to-do list.
  • How soon can I leave work today?
  • I need a nap.

16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Diet Coke, Red Zinger, wine.

17. Current worry right now? The sluggish economy, and whether it will start to affect my family even more than it already has affected us.

18. Current hate right now? Ain't got time to hate.

19. Favorite place to be? Anywhere with my family.

20. How did you ring in the New Year? PG and I were new parents of a three-week-old, so we enjoyed a lovely surf 'n turf supper with my sister, brother-in-law, nephews, and mother. We decided to not attend the party we were invited to attend, but we did cruise through Albertson's for ice cream and champagne. Then we went home, just the three of us. And we fell asleep before midnight, without eating the ice cream or popping the champagne. Somehow, it was perfect.

21. Like to travel? Do fish know how to swim?

22. Name three people who will complete Sunday Stealing this week:

23. Do you own slippers? Yes. Ugg slippers, and I loooooooooove them.

24. What color shirt are you wearing? My shirt is the color of a newborn fawn.

25. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? No. It feels a bit sleazy. 400-thread count cotton, please.

26. Can you whistle? No.

27. Favorite singer/band? Jimmy Buffett.

28. Could you ever make it 39 days on the show Survivor? No.

29. What songs do you sing in the shower? I don't sing in the shower. I chatter away with my son.

30. Favorite girl’s names? Gracelia, Ava Grace, Lila Sutton. Those are the girl names I chose before learning my Z was a He.

31. Favorite boy’s name? Zane.

32. What’s in your pocket right now? A pacifier.

33. Last thing that made you laugh? Last night's episode of Mythbusters.

34. Like your job? Yes, on most days.

36. Do you love where you live? The 239 is awesome: beaches, palm trees, sunshine, gorgeous winters.

37. How many TVs do you have in your house? Seven.

38. Who is your loudest friend? Allison, with two "L's." Alison with one "L" is quite soft-spoken.

39. Do you drive the speed limit or speed? I speed.

40. Does someone have a crush on you? I think so.

41. What is your favorite book? The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy.

42. What is your favorite candy? Loves me some Twizzlers, yo!

43. Favorite Sports Team? Florida Gators.

44. What were you doing 12 AM last night? Sleeping.

45. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up today? Is that a stinky diaper I smell?

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Vignette From our Home at 9:58pm Last Night

Mr. Robert P. Tracey (in a thick New Yawk accent...): "Yeah, someone from this number called PetFinders about placing two cats."

Me: "Um, no we didn't."

Mr. Robert P. Tracey: "Are you sure?"

Me: "Um, yeah. Pretty sure."

Mr. Robert P. Tracey: "Is this 239/245-2859?"

Me: "No. This is 239/245-xxxx."

Mr. Robert P. Tracey: "Are you absolutely sure nobody from that number called about placing the cats?"

Me: (Inner dialogue: Mr. Robert P. Tracey, sir, I assure you that no one from our household called PetFinders from our home line to inquire about placing two cats. Really. I promise. Beyond the fact that we rarely use our home phone, much less at 9:58pm, and that our number isn't 239/245-2859, we are not cat people. Oh, Mr. Tracey, if you only knew just how vehemently we are not cat people...) "Yes. I am absolutely sure."

Friday, November 14, 2008

Haiku for Stalkers

A Friday haiku for my Anonymous Blog Stalker (Hi Kevin!):

It is not Lupus,
Silly no-name commenter.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Random Things About Today

  1. I have officially given up on this week. I spent another day meandering between the sofa and my bed, covered and uncovered (depending on my fever), watching smut on the telly. Bravo disappointed me today; but, Oh, VH1! Your Celebrity Rehab made me feel like I could run a marathon today, even in my pitiable, tired, feverish, congested, coughing-up-a-lung state. And, by the way, am I the only one who thinks it is so very, very sad that Kenicky is a chronic addict?
  2. Zane is officially 11 months old (as of yesterday), and he is now officially waving "bye bye." And so far, so good on our mission to keep him safe from invasion by the germs infecting his Mama.
  3. PG is tired. Bless his dear soul, he has been Super Papa, nurse maid and full-time employee all week. He even made homemade "junk" soup for supper last night because that was the only thing that sounded even remotely good. And it WAS good.
  4. Tylenol Cold Nighttime=good. Claritin D=no bueno.
  5. Gas prices have fallen to $1.99/gallon in Southwest Florida. Woot!
  6. I just realized I used the adverb "officially" three times in this post. Under normal circumstances, I would ponder substitute word choices; but I have no brain power left today. See #1 on this list.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Illness, Thy Name Is...

...severe respiratory infection and bronchitis. So, "Anonymous" thanks for suggesting it may be Kuru (what-the-shutchermouf???) or Lupus; as if I didn't feel bad enough already.

Anywhoo, it's Day Five of "not feeling so good," and Day Three of laying on the sofa watching the ever-entertaining smut on BravoTV.

Until this week, I thought the powers-that-be at Bravo had really hit a low note with The Real Housewives of Atlanta. Now I understand its value: providing seriously sick mamas with a dose of indulgent, guilty pleasure between bouts of coughing up nasty green stuff. One question, though: why are they ALWAYS DRINKING on that show? Seriously! That Kim person was actually holding a full wine glass while sitting in her Porsche. I'm sure she wasn't driving but, still, open container law much?

Also, my new favorite expression is "black don't crack," another Kim-ism. Throw me some love, internets, post some comments with clever uses for that phrase. I think it will add to my street cred.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008


I do not know what has infected my being but, apparently, I'm providing a nice, cozy environment and it has decided to stay for a while. I (still) feel miserable, but I'm thanking my lucky stars for several things today:
  • PG, for skipping work to take care of me
  • Zane, for his super-happy, contented demeanor and for his habit of sleeping through the night
  • Miss Diana and Miss Victoria, for taking such wonderful care of Zane today (on my day off, while I was at home)
  • Tylenol Cold
  • Crisp, clean sheets on my bed
  • A long, hot shower
  • Plenty of accrued sick leave
  • Leather sofas that are cool on a feverish body
  • Remote control television
  • Non-stop, smutty entertainment on BravoTV; and
  • Wireless internet

Also, I heard a story on the BBC World News this morning about a political dissident in Burma who was on the run and in hiding, and who had not seen her 7-month-old daughter since she was 4-months-old. The details of the story are hazy...I was still groggy from last night's medication. But, it struck me how lucky we all are to live in a country where we can disagree about politics, openly criticize our government and leaders, and still not live in fear that we will be separated from our family because of that dissension. So, I'm thankful for that, too.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Mamas Aren't Supposed to Get Sick

I cannot believe how awful I felt all day today. What started as a lingering, worsening two-day sore throat morphed over night into something resembling a flu, including all of the fun gastrointestinal issues that go along with that. Sigh. The bright side is two-fold: PG is an AWESOME nurse, and an even better father. So not only were all of my needs met today, so were Zane's. That's some good stuff, right there.

Also, thank you to Karen, Aunt Laura and Lisa for the shout-outs from the fan club. Reading your comments was also a bright spot in an otherwise truly miserable day.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Making a Brave Effort

I'm no longer in the running for the NaBloPoMo booty. Heck, I don't think I was EVER in the running since I never really got around to sending my blog name to Mrs. Kennedy; but, whatever. I digress.

Given that the only two people who read my blog with any regularity were with me for supper tonight (awesomely yummy vittles, by the way, Ash...), I am taking a pass on truly thoughtful posting in favor of nursing my two-day-sore-throat-that-just-isn't-getting-any-better. I'm currently drinking Ashley's preferred remedy: two bags of Sleepytime steeped in a cup of boiling water, mixed with two TBSP each of lemon juice, honey and (halleleuia, thank you Lord for the Hollow at Lynchburg...) Black Jack. I'll be out in three minutes, without my $200 in Monopoly money.

In other news, it was a B-E-A-YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-TEEEEEEEEE-FUL weekend in Southwest Florida, and the Gators are now #3 (or #4, depending on which poll you favor); they are #4 in the BCS poll - the ridiculous three-computer-generated list of who plays who in the bowl games. Ashley's prediction: UF vs. TX in the BCS Title Game. I concur. South Beach, woot! woot!

Also, I really wish someone would tell me how to do that strike-through font so I can be clever without parentheses.

If I were speaking aloud right now, I'd be slurring my words. It is past time for bed.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

I Failed.

Amid all the merriment that was my Friday, I forgot to update my blog for NaBloPoMo. Sigh. New mantra: recommit daily to your goals.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Mini Me

When Zane was born the refrain sounded, "he looks Just. Like. His father." He still does look a lot like PG, and that is a good thing; PG is smokin' hot. As he gets older, though, he is starting to look like me, too (finally...)

Useppa Island Club - September 2008

Labor Day 2008

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

It Is Morning in America Again

Today feels like "It is morning in America again." Yes, that is a reference to Ronald Reagan. And yes, I am connecting President-elect Barack Obama to Ronald Reagan.

I am a Republican, but I am weary - let me capitalize and properly punctuate that: WEARY!!! - of the nastiness that has pervaded our political system during the last 14 years. It IS time for a change. Not just a change from one party to another, but a departure from hatefulness; negativity; rudeness; acrimony; bureaucratic inertia; stale ideas; political zealots; dogged ideology; dittoheads who don't think for themselves; and antipathy. We've had too much of it, for too many years, and it's time for it stop.

It is past time for Americans to start thinking for themselves again, to engage, and to become part of the solution by actually participating in their democracy. While I may not agree with all of President-elect Obama's policy ideas, I believe in his core values and I am praying for his strength to foster in our nation the change and civility we so desperately need and deserve. We are fellow Americans and, as John McCain said last night, that is an association that should mean the most to everyone.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008


For Epiphany.

Here is how I was awesome today. I:
  • got up at 6:45am (on time for once...)
  • made bottles, lunch and snacks for daycare
  • finished loading the dishwasher with dishes in the sink from last night (yuck!)
  • washed other dishes that cannot be cleaned in the dishwasher
  • ate breakfast (re-committing to do that every day...)
  • played with my son (PG takes the morning shift of feeding the morning bottle, changing diapers and dressing Zane for school...I get the fun part of just snuggling, kissing and playing with him...)
  • took a shower (and actually shaved my legs!)
  • brushed AND flossed my teeth (normally I have to floss before bedtime because I am too rushed to do it in the morning...I know...eewwwww...)
  • actually blew my hair dry AND styled it!
  • applied makeup, including lip gloss
  • selected an outfit I liked, on the first try
  • remembered my dress shoes for work (I always wear flip-flops until I arrive there...)
  • took Zane to daycare
  • communicated clearly and effectively with the daycare director about my concerns from last Wednesday
  • arrived at work on time!
  • put in a full day of work
  • picked up Zane from daycare right at 5:05pm
  • rocked Zane to sleep for his late afternoon catnap
  • started the dishwasher
  • started a load of laundry
  • went to a Pilates class for the first time in, oh, I don't know, 6 months?
  • picked up Crispers salads for dinner on the way home from the gym
  • managed to eat my dinner while holding an infant who was all about Mama tonight
  • put the laundry into the dryer, and pulled out the load that was already IN the dryer
  • folded the laundry, and actually put away all the kid stuff while Z was getting ready for bed
  • fed Zane his bedtime bottle and put him down for the night
  • washed the dishes in the sink (am I really the only one who sees them in there?); and
  • managed to stay on track with the NaBloPoMo thingy.

If you notice that the forgoing list of my accomplishments today does not include "I voted" that is because I voted three weeks ago via absentee ballot.

Also, an UPDATE (as of 10:20pm...): I just finished filling the warm steam vaporizer with water, the pinch of salt (to mitigate the hard water), and the VapoSteam, and plugging it in next to the crib - all without waking a soundly sleeping (but coughing...) baby.

And, for Joy.

Here is what I am thankful for today. I am thankful that God made me a Mama so that I can fully appreciate and enjoy what it means to take care of my family. See list above.

Monday, November 3, 2008

New Things About Zane

We are 39 days away from the big OH!-1 and little changes are appearing daily. Sweet little nuances that make our Zane the precious boy he is. Here are 7 new things since our last update:

  1. Zane has always been ticklish; but, now he is AWARE of his tickle spots (ribs, knees and neck). When PG and I get anywhere near those spots, he starts laughing before we can even make skin-to-skin contact.
  2. His current favorite food is a lentil & brown rice recipe that I make for him. But we still have great success with sweet potatoes, squash, peas and all fruits. Except prunes. The Z-man thinks prunes are definitely no bueno.
  3. He regularly pulls himself to a standing position - using a table, a chair, his high chair, or his parents' legs for support - and, while standing, he frequently pushes up to his tippy toes and balances there with a pseudo-dancing motion. First steps are coming any day now...we just know it!
  4. In the mornings, as I take my shower, Zane loves to play peek-a-boo with the shower curtain. When he gets bored with that game, he pulls himself to a standing position at the tub and just laughs and laughs at Mama behind the plastic curtain liner.
  5. His favorite plaything is the waste basket in the dressing area of our bathroom. We are careful to not discard anything sharp or poisonous into that bin; but, still, it's a bit disconcerting to see my precious one playing with used Q-tips and Kleenex.
  6. He has the most unique "Hi" sign I've ever seen in a baby: when he sees someone he knows and/or likes, he reaches out and points at them as if to say, "Hey dude, I know YOU!" It never fails to make PG and me double over in giggles.
  7. He understands "Mama" and "Papa" and will look for us when encouraged to "go find Mama/Papa." Does it get any better than that?? (Probably when he understands and says, "I love you, Mama...")

Sunday, November 2, 2008

A Little Black Cat Crossed My Path...

Given that he is only 10-1/2 months old, PG and I were understandably more excited than Zane about his First Hallowe'en. Energized by the first true cold snap of the year, I spent all of last week creating the Hallowe'en I remember from my own childhood: a visit to the pumpkin patch; a carved Jack 'o Lantern; roasted pumpkin seeds; my mother's oatmeal cookies; homemade caramel apples; costumes created from scratch based on imagination, ingenuity and a few inexpensive craft supplies; a ginormous bowl of candy for trick-or-treaters; and fun with my family. Still, Zane was a good sport about the whole thing, even after I drew a kitty's nose and whiskers onto his sweet face, and topped his fuzzy little head with ears made of pipe cleaners and felt.

"Laverne" joined us for an early supper of chicken & yellow rice (complete with sangria!) because it is important to have a good supper before trick-or-treating...(especially if you plan to join your fun next-door-neighbors to pass out candy while drinking wine...)
We all had a great time...even Zane. He was the most adorable black cat, and he did a pretty good job of hauling in the loot.

Getting into the spirit of the evening...
Losing patience with the photo-snapping. Hallowe'en IS about trick-or-treating, isn't it?

Saturday, November 1, 2008


Recently, my friend Karen posted about mold. I am extraordinarily impressed, though, with her husband, Chris, who "was impressed early on by [her] ability to grow mold on things he didn't know would mold..."

I am just a tad OCD about my fridge (a story that requires a LOT more sobriety than I am able to muster after enjoying many Heinekens and Jell-O shots during UF's butt-whoopin' of UGA); so, in keeping with the "wow, I didn't know THAT would grow mold" I present the moldy peppers.