Caught on Camera!

Weather: 82 & Sunny
Drinks: Margs

Caught on camera - a rare and elusive creature!

Tonight I set a trap for it: a stick of butter on the counter. I managed a grainy video of it licking fingerfulls of the stuff through a broad grin.

Yes, it's definitely my daughter.

Some Assembly Required

Weather: 78 & Sunny
Drinks: Kamikaze

Today's workout? Assembling 3 fifty-two piece snow suit get-ups before they all start crying. Yes, I worked up a sweat. Doesn't Angelfish look thrilled?

Today was our first real blizzard since the day the twins were born. It brought back some interesting memories for sure.

Strange thing is I had my annual today so was at the OB. Maybe that's what triggered my decision to finally be a big girl and get an IUD. Not that I'm getting laid or anything these days, but really I'm just a wimp and hate having periods and taking pills. And getting pregnant just when I think there's no way in hell I'm going to. Anywho . . .pending insurance approval, my uterus is getting it's bling on Friday. Woot.


So my crop of children enjoyed the snow. Though you really can't see it falling, there was a massive amount of tiny snow bits coming down.


Help me, Mommi! ahahahahaha

My First XC

Weather:82 & Sunny
Drinks: Pina Coladas

7 Miles cross country with 7000 other crazies in the Largest XC race in North America turned into this:



We were met with 8 creek crossings, mud, mud and more mud!

It. Was. Awesome.

Three guys and I made the scramble in just over 2 hours. Some areas in the forest were so narrow we had no choice but to walk and wait in line for our turn to jump 6 - 10 feet into an icy creek, only to be met with an equally steep cliff on the other side. Thank goodness for our team, they hauled me up the embankments more than once, and caught me from slippery mud slicks 30 feet downhill.

It's nice to know, at 34 years old, I'm still finding new things to be brave enough to try. Rock On!

Insert BlueBella Here

Weather: 82
Drinks: Pina Coladas

I just got back from 5 days of looking at this,

from one of these:

Take me back. NOW.

The Road

Weather: 79 & Fair
Drinks: Vodka Lemonade

The road ahead.

Wouldn't it be nice to see where that left curve leads? Instead we just keep pacing along, and the path unfurls, for better or for worse.

Luckily, my cohorts are still mostly along for the ride, and can be appeased with a roll of Ritz. . . and promise of a trip to the park.

We put in 3-ish miles tonight, even though we've been battling fevers, coughs, sinus infections, throat infections, ear infections, massive vomiting and not to leave out diarrhea this week. Our Hot Doctor ventured to tell me Angelfish most likely has influenza, but NOT TO PANIC! Luckily her fever broke this morning and she was able to hold down liquids today.

I've been working from home as possible but ended up having to send the Nanny home early today as she's developed fever and aches. Lysol is my new best friend.

But, despite all that, our need to get outside and blow the stink off outweighed the heavy burn in my chest that has been percolating since early this morning. And I'm still trying to think a 7 mile cross country race in November is a good idea, as well as a 3+ mile turkey trot for Thanksgiving. Yeesh.

Anyways, the answers about our direction in life are about as evasive to me as ever, even with the crisp fresh air. I still don't know why I question it so much. Seems the only thing I ever really wanted was to not be alone . . and well, three kids has a way of solving that one right quick. Maybe I'm just still disappointed I tried so hard to make good decisions about that guy this past summer and despite my best efforts I still ended up getting hurt.

Universe, you're teaching me some hells kinds of lessons, ok? It's alright to catch me a break for a minute. For real. And Sea Monkey having his second bout of diarrhea today on the toilet doesn't count. He still shit down his leg this morning. And there's still vomit in my bed from last night.

Now go hug your spouse - good and tight. I'm going to have a(nother) glass of wine.

One

Weather: 80 & sunny
Drinks: Champagne

Happy first birthday my sweet!

You are truly my little angel and I love you to pieces.

Things In Noses and Gums

Weather: 80 & still
Drinks: Starboard & Port

So I removed my first thing from a toddler nose besides from a booger last night.

Sea Monkey approached me in the kitchen, blue plastic popcorn bowl in one hand and the index finger of his other hand up a nostril.

"Up in 'ere," he said plainly.

At first I thought maybe he was joking (Sea Monkey has turned into quite the joker), but as I pulled his finger out and tilted his head back, I saw it. Teetering on the edge of his sinus cavity was a little yellow popcorn seed. I pressed my thumb on the top of his nostril and gently eased the seed down until it popped out.

And as I was beginning my motherly spiel about how we don't put things in our noses he giggled and ran off. So much for that.

* * * * *

Over the weekend, without fanfare or as much as a whimper, Angelfish sprouted two teeth. Not there in the morning, by afternoon the jagged ridges of the middle bottom teeth made their debut.

Now, I had told her not to grow teeth for a very long time, if at all. She is my BABY after all, and once you lose that gummy grin, well, you're not so much of a baby anymore. And seeings as I may never have a gummy face of my own again, I wanted to cherish hers as long as possible. She held out for 10 months. What a good baby!

But my babies are growing up. At an alarming rate. Yeep.