Cranky Mommy

My slightly eccentric yet incredibly talented (she told me to add that) mommy friend and new blogger (go check her out) has just informed me that the title of one of my recent posts,”One More Notch on the Bedpost” refers to how may people you slept with, not how old you are. Or maybe it is a British thing?

I took a picture of the 3 of us and posted it on my sidebar (It will be one of the few public pictures I will post, as most will be viewable only to registered viewers). It is one of the rare moments that we are all “dressed up”, as we took it before heading out to my birthday dinner with my mother in law. I have a bunch of “dress up” clothes but I have very few occasions to actually wear them.
I even put on a teeny bit of make-up — a little lipstick and mascara. It had been so long since I’d used mascara that it was was all crusty and dried up. And, I couldn’t get my “lip liner” pencil to work. I figured out why, when my husband asked me why the red Prismacolor colored pencil was in the bathroom. I’m lucky, Prismacolor pencils are non-toxic (I think)!
And, now that I look at that picture, I think I trimmed my bangs a bit too short. I was thinking Betty Page but I’m thinking on me it looks more like, once again, Jim Carrey in Dumb and Dumber… although this time it’s not my son with the haircut and I can’t blame my husband for it. Oh well, they will grow in fast.

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You know the drill.

Did you get that straw cup at Target?
(friend) Yeah, I got it at Target.

I need a bigger diaper to put my pee pee in.

Now that I am back on my feet again and the hubby is on the mend, the kid’s gotten the creepin’ crud. He’s got a fever and he’s all blob-like and lethargic and lacking his typical Tigger bounce. But he is cute as hell when he is sick. This isn’t just a little bug, I can tell, usually nothing stops him. It’s nice though, when he slows down enough to just lie around and cuddle. He makes a great lapwarmer when I am typing on the computer.
The thing about having illness in house, whether it is you or your kids, is it is very isolating. I feel like I’m in the Andromeda Strain with email and phone to contact the germ-free outside. Nobody wants your germs, so I have been out of the loop. Being cooped up in the house for weeks waiting to get everybody well enough so that other people won’t shun you can be kinda lonely.
At least I won’t get people all mad at me for knowingly spreading our family’s germs everywhere, like T’s preschool. Although I am pretty sure that I am the only person at preschool who doesn’t send their kid to school sick so why do I bother… I hope I get karma points for it somewhere.

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I’ll be posting some public posts, but many will only be available to registered users. It’s not that I have anything all that juicy to write, (okay, maybe a few things), but does the whole of the internet need to know everything I write? No.
Oh, and I’ll be writing over here in a few days.