I’m just quick posting to let you know that the reason why the site’s been a little dead lately is because Meg and I have undertaken quite a large project. We’ll have a big post on the whole project as soon as we finish it. We’re taking lots of pictures, so expect some more updates in a little bit.
After 3 days of hacking up my lungs, scouring mayoclinic.com, coughing so hard I vomit (TMI, I know but I am looking for some pity) not being able to keep up with the boys, making Tim come home at lunch time so he can watch the boys and I can cough privately in my room without scaring Michael (he ran away from me during a coughing fit and it took major convincing that Mommy was ok, before he would even come near me again) and general misery… Tim finally convinced me to go to the Doc.
I went to Allina’s After Hours Clinic in Woodbury this morning and I was in and out in 30 minutes. I brought my newest huge Penny Vincenzi novel (Jess when I finish it I will send you 2 of her books I have finished recently) with me because last time I went there it took nearly 2 hours. I barely cracked my book open and the nurse took me back. When the nurse was done checking my stats. med grade fever normal everything else. I didn’t even have time to pull the novel out of my purse before the doc came in. Speedy and efficient. Just the way I like my doctors.
As you probably guessed by the post title. I have Bronchitis.
The “Buh Bye” part of the title is that Tim is taking off for Bismarck tomorrow. He flies out in the afternoon and will be back Friday evening.
Bad timing. But we are just going to have to make do. The pills the doc gave me are suppose to “Kick in quick” so hopefully I will be semi functioning by the time I need to drop Tim off at the airport tomorrow.
Yuck. If it isn’t one thing its another.
I am so sick of being sick. Darn mono is 6th grade. Ever since then the smallest bug turns into something like…. Bronchitis. Arg.
BTW Mom: TMI = to much information and BTW = by the way
‘Tis the Season…the season of Roll Out.
Yesterday, I became a Roll Out widow. Tim is in the begining phases of Roll Out. I would tell you more about it but my eyes start to glaze over and my mind instantly goes hazy the minute he starts talking “conversion,” so all I can tell you is that ’tis the season.
Tim left for work yesterday a little after 7am and pulled into the drive way with bags under his eyes, tie in hand 24 hours later. Poor guy.
Tim slept for a few hours, played with the boys for a bit, ate some lunch and headed back into work. It will be another late night.
If he didn’t love his job, it wouldn’t be worth it. But he loves it (for whatever geeky reason) and really likes everyone he works with, so a roll out once a year (not to mention a trip to some place with no snow every year) makes it all worth it.
On the plus side to Tim being at work all the time, I have gotten a lot done. The house is as clean as it can be with 2 toddler boys in full destruction mode. I made a quilt and got all the presents wrapped. We didn’t even bother putting presents under the tree, the boys bee-line towards anything with wrapping paper. Plus, Michael has made it is mission to get the M&M ornament off the tree and will push and pull anything within his reach to use as a step stool. He nearly squished Tim’s Christmas present while climbing on it to get the “Mmmm Mmmm.” Needless to say there are no ornaments below the 4 foot mark on the tree! Patrick is constantly trying to eat the lights on the tree. I swear that kid is going to glow from the inside out soon.
Some days, I wish I could pad the walls like a nut house so the boys can’t destroy anything then I think, maybe just maybe, a vacation to solitary would be better option for me… it would be so quiet…so very quiet!
I should only be a widow for a few more days if all goes smoothly. Temporary widow isn’t so bad, no Sci Fi to watch, no husband to cook for. I just reheat some leftovers and turn on some bad reality TV (tonight is Biggest Loser night, I can’t wait!)
That said, the bed is colder at night (I hate not having Tim there to warm up my icy cold toes) and after Tim left for work Patrick pounded on the door and said “Dada! Dada!” So, everyone cross their fingers and say a little prayer that everything goes well so I can have my husband back and the boys can have their Daddy back.
Meg and I just got back from Phoenix, Arizona, and we had a blast, but that is just one of the many things happened in the past couple weeks.
First of all I’ll post a few pictures from the company’s Annual Group Meeting.Ã‚Â For those of you who don’t know, the whole purpose of this meeting is for all of us employees to get together and get some updates on the company, but mainly it’s for our spouses.Ã‚Â They put up with our late hours and our working at home, and everything else.Ã‚Â We all agree they diserve it, and the company is generous enough to provide it.
There are lots more pics here, be sure to check them out.
And of course while we’re away, the boys don’t stop growing.Ã‚Â Michael is learning more words everyday, including arm, owl, buff (beth), ball, ice, noodle, dog, apple tree, woof (when asked what sound a dog makes), no, yeah, and many others.
Patrick is now sitting up on his own, not to mention rolling all around the house.Ã‚Â He usually rolls himself into a corner, and starts kicking the wall.Ã‚Â Patrick also has two more teeth (ones just started poking out today).Ã‚Â He has four total now, two on top and two on the bottom.
Many more pics, be sure to check them all out.