Take care polar bear.
- some character on Sprout

We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don’t like?
- Jean Cocteau

It can be pretty humorous how clumsy you are at that ungodly hour. I just tripped over my laptop cord and about bit the carpet, not to mention the doorframe. My apologies to Cartman (the cat) who just heard some very salty and unladylike language come from somewhere in the darkness.

I hate it when I fall asleep without brushing my teeth or washing my face. I wake up with a fuzzy mouth and a face that feels all itchy and gross.

Why did I unplug my bedside lamp? Oh yeah, to charge my addictive electronic device that is running my life phone the other night.

Remember back in college when things didn’t really get rollin’ until 11ish and past? Yeah, me neither.

I guaranfreakin’tee  you that as soon as I get sleepy again and get off here that Sam will wake up. Would anyone like to make a wager on that one? No? Oh, that’s right. BECAUSE YOU’RE ALL ASLEEP!!! Harumpf.

First of all, a big thank you to all my great friends and family who have checked up on us and Sam. Hugs and love all around.

I’m home with her today and she has been in a good mood and doesn’t seem to feel bad. I still haven’t gotten a call from the doctor’s office yet to tell us what the culture said it is exactly but the pediatrician thinks its MSRA/Infantigo? We are giving her antibiotics and using the ointment the doc prescribed. Tomorrow we will go back to the doctor and hopefully she can go back to day care and life will return to “normal” until the next thing.

This mom stuff is stressful.

UPDATE: Doc’s office called and confirmed that it is a staph infection. We are to keep treating as we are now.

quick update…sam has a skin infection…think its msra but the full results from the culture haven’t come back yet…been a bad few days with multiple doctor trips and sick baby…luckily hubs and i have jobs that are understanding and we’ve been about to take turns staying home with her…

i have a headache…minor problem i know…larger problem is that i also am in need of some potholders…apparently i only have two…i don’t know if cooper ate the others or what…

…that is all for now…

Hello Monday. Today is my day off and as last night was a bit rough with a teething Sam I decided to take her to day care (yeah I know but I’m paying for it so I’m gonna use it) and I went to the office in my pjs to send some emails that had to go out today. Then I headed home and hopped into bed. And viola! I just woke up from a 4 hour nap! Don’t hate. Besides, you know you will all be laughing at me when I am whining tonight that I can’t sleep. But it was a GLORIOUS nap let me just say. Complete silence. Silence is under-rated. Oh wait, I take that back, I was awakened a few times by this character…

(Grandma T, I know you’re reading this! When are we getting together by the way?) I think this toy dog might be possessed. Or simply in need of new batteries. At random times in the middle of the night, or my nap, it would burst into song…”head, shoulders, knees & toes, knees & toes”, or announce to me in sing-song “peekaboo i see you”, or “it’s learning time! you’re my friend”! Sam loves this toy by the way so I can deal with it’s random proclamations of “I loooooove you”. Besides, it’s a good ego booster right? Or maybe just creepy.

I had a post drafted and in a distracted moment, I deleted it. Argh. It wasn’t even a baby picture either. It was like, real words and stuff.

Can I just say that Direct TV is worthless in a storm? It goes out every dang time - just when Nancy whats-her-name is telling me whether or not I need to go to my “safe place”. Go figure.

Steve McNair. What?!?!?!? Seriously, sometimes I just don’t get it. Crazy stuff happening all over the place. It’s so sad, regardless of the circumstances. I am a HUGE Titans fan and he was my fav. I’m not good at doing tribute-type posts and I’m sure there will be plenty of those elsewhere. Suffice it to say that I was shocked and very sad. I’ve been following the coverage on tv since I first heard about it on Twitter.

Hubs has been in Atlanta for the past few days catching up with some college friends. He’s driving around in this mess right now trying to get home. I’d tell him to take cover except like I said, my tv is out. I think I might need to invest in one of those weather radio gadgets.

My dad and brother came up today for a bit. They loaded up a truck fulla rock (don’t ask, we have very desirable rocks here) and then took me to lunch. Yay dad! Thanks! Sam was a show off for her Papa and managed to contain her fit until after they’d left.

Sam is teething. Again. I would like to know whose bright idea it was to have baby teeth come in one or two at a time over the course of many months? Hey, thanks for that. Why can’t they all come in at the same time? Or better just, just be born with ‘em. I mean, really, they’re just gonna fall out anyway and new ones come in. Would save mommies and babies a lot of grief. Is there a suggestion box somewhere for these things?

Here’s something random…went downstairs to the garage today and a shelf had fallen off the wall, including all the stuff on it of course and a big ol’ computer monitor hit the side panel of my car door and I have a purty dent and scratch all down the side. Nice. The contents of the shelf are all over the place; my picture of Humphrey Bogart shattered so there’s glass in the floor, fake flowers, old trophies from high school, you know, all that random stuff you store in a garage.

Tomorrow I’m heading out for a 6:00 am run with my running buddies. I’ve been in a bit of a running slump and am hoping these crazy motivated chicks are gonna help to pull me out of it. I am so looking forward to kicking some asphalt butt tomorrow morning!

Hubs is home. Cooper is going crazy! G’night.

I’ve been a little weird lately (shut up, I can hear you laughing) so all I’ve got right now for ya is a couple more Sam pictures. And if you are on Facebook then you’ve probably aready seen these so you can disregard this post and go take a quiz that will tell you what Smurf you are or become a fan of hugging or some such. Kthxbai.

Wow, I’m being snarky mommy today aren’t I?

Happy 4th!

I had a blogging dream last night. I was going through my day and along the way I was collecting random things that happened and noting them in my head to post as one of my scattered, off-the-cuff ramblings that I tend to do. The only one I can remember was that as I was on my way to somewhere in the morning along a windy coastal cliff road I kept meeting people on bicycles with little carts attached to the bikes with their babies and little kids riding along. I was shocked that these parents would let their kids ride along like that on a busy highway, with cars whizzing by, on a cliffside curvy road, right next to the ocean! I remember thinking “I must blog about this”.

This and some other things have me thinking that perhaps I should take a break from ye olde internets for a while. So we’ll see.

Sometimes it strikes me that some of the things that we think are rock solid, steady, firm, unmovable even by the most violent of tremors can at the same time feel like that even the slightest movement will shatter them and they’ll disintegrate right in front of us, even as we struggle desperately to hold on to them.

Yeah I don’t expect anyone to get this either.

The internet is boring me tonight and so I’ve decided to bore you instead. Then you can go to your own blog and write about how boring the internet is. I’m here for you people.

I have a serious problem with unpacking bags from a trip. Sometimes I will return home and continue to live out of my suitcase for one or two weeks. I don’t know why I do this. It drives me crazy and yet…I still do it. I’m a complicated, lazy mess of a woman I tell you.

There is a rogue toad that is living on my porch. I think frogs are gross. They creep me out immensely. I think its because they flail and spastically flop and jump around all jelly-like and squishy. Ugh. They make me gag oh yes they do. If you ever, and I mean ever, scare me by getting a frog/toad anywhere near me I will punch you in both eyes and bust your lip. And we will not be friends again. Ever. You have been warned.

Hooray for short work weeks! I have no plans for the holiday except to chill with baby. Maybe take a little road trip to the west but that is still under heavy consideration and will probably be a last minute decision.

I got up at 4:30 am this morning and ran. I am crazy. And then about 2:00 this afternoon I nearly passed out from tiredness. I’m on my second wind now. But am fading fast. I will not do this again tomorrow. But maybe the next day.

Isn’t it funny how the connotation of these phrases are so vastly different…love ya vs. love you….miss ya vs. miss you…one so much more serious and heavy than the other…I have no idea why this popped into my brain. It’s that whole “ya” vs. “you” thing.

It has turned into a wrestling match every time I need to change Sam’s diaper these days. She has decided that she would prefer it if I would somehow learn how to change her diaper while she is on her belly instead of her back. Um yeah. She’ll immediately flip over, grab the sides of the changing pad and peer over the edge of the changing table as if looking into the abyss. It would be funny if I didn’t have baby poop all over my hand.

I smell like spray tan. I kinda like it.