Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Disclaimer: This post is strictly for laughs- I am not wishing to offend anyone - skinny or otherwise.
Confession #1: I could only eat 1 Hersheys kiss at a time so what is the point of buying a whole bag?
Confession #2: I would get so constipated because there would be hardly any fat in my diet (and I need fat because I don't have a gall bladder.)
Confession #3: I wouldn't have any more friends because they all loved me when I was "fat and sassy".
So I'm happy for now being on the chubby side- this sounds absolutely dreadful!
Friday, February 22, 2008
Other than the minor criticisms from me, their perfectionist mother, (which BTW I did not mention to them) it turned out pretty good. Their clogging teacher was very impressed and asked them to perform it at the dance studio's spring recital in May. Please excuse the lamo recording job (technical things are not my strong suit).
Thursday, February 21, 2008
It started with a cough on Sunday. Then in the middle of the night, I woke up with a 102 degree fever. I've been in bed ever since.
My poor kids! Ed worked Tuesday and Wednesday so they were pretty much on their own. Hannah woke me up Tuesday night and said, "Mom, it's 7 o'clock. Dad's not home yet and we haven't eaten. Can I make pancakes?" By the time Ed got home, hunger was averted and the kitchen was getting cleaned up.
Wow- it's never easy to be sick but to know that things will run without you and you don't have to crawl out of bed to tie a shoe or do someone's hair is a really great thing.
Ed has the rest of the week and this weekend off which means I can relax and get better. But I've already been in bed for 4 days- how much longer?
Friday, February 15, 2008
Ed is so great to me! He bought me my "pajama-gram two weeks ago for V-day. When it came in the mail, he was so excited, he had me open it right away.
Also- I really wanted flowers. And I've been married long enough that I know when I want something that rather than drop hints and hope he catches on that I should just say what I want. So I got flowers yesterday at work- white roses. He proposed to me with white roses. And it didn't lessen it that I had to tell him that's what I wanted.
I'm still working on his V-day present. I'm a slacker. But that's okay too- because there have been plenty of years where I spoiled him.
Thanks honey! You're the best!