Read the Signs

Ever have one of those days when the universe is trying to tell you not to proceed, but you disregard the warning signs and go ahead anyhow?

I have been on a quest for the perfect double stroller, which means it must allow the boys to face each other, and fit into my vehicle when folded.  I’ve been through them all (with little exception) and Monday I was going to check out a Peg Perego Duette that was listed on Craigslist.  It was up in Coquitlam, BC, so about 45 minutes from my house. Continue reading »

Mojo Nomo

Last time I posted, I was looking for my mojo.  I think it ended up in my toilet around 3 AM along with my stomach contents.  After posting, I called K who was kind enough to go to the grocery store with me.  I kept feeling worse and shopping was horrible, as looking at the food just made me want to vomit.  I even considered making myself barf just to feel better, but figured that wasn’t exactly when I wanted to do at Safeway at 10 PM.

I also remembered during that time why I quite possibly never want to be pregnant again.  Because that is how I feel just about every second of my pregnancy.  On the verge of barfing.  Not cool. Continue reading »

I’ve lost my mojo

I am sitting here, feeling like I could throw up any minute, tired as anything, and needing to (1) write a grocery list, (2) go grocery shopping, (3) clean up the disaster that is my house and (4) finish a LOT of work on that I wanted (actually NEED) to release tomorrow.  I worked from 9:30 am to 6:30 pm standing all day, and do NOT feel like doing anything other than sleep.  My head hurts, my throat hurts, my back and feet hurt, I am congested and very nauseous.

Skip was home all day with Ace and Nate and part of the day with Calista (I had arranged for her to be out of the house for part of the day, since Skip is quite sick himself).  He will have no car tomorrow since I lent our car to K while her car is out of commission, and he and the kids need food for tomorrow. Continue reading »

Her Best Colors

In yesterday’s post, I mentioned that Calista’s fish, Fishy, died.  There was a really touching moment during the whole ordeal that I wanted to share.

A little background, first, though.  Fishy was a pink and red Betta fish.  He did great for a while, then one day, Skip said he though Fishy was dead.  Fishy wasn’t dead, but he certainly wasn’t healthy, either.  He was just hanging out at the bottom of the tank.

I did a lot of reading online and decided he either was too cold, constipated (!), or he had Tuberculosis.  Knowing the way things happen in my life, it was Tuberculosis, but without an autopsy, we will never know. Continue reading »

That’s the Best You Can Do?

I think that the world had it in for me today.

First, it snowed yesterday. Not a big deal, except in this town, 2″ of snow means cancellations and delays. That meant Calista didn’t have to be at school until 12:15 pm. Skip said he had too much to do at work to go in late, so it was up to me to either keep Calista home or get her to school.

It’s Thursday, and the mom of one of Calista’s friends at school once said that Calista was welcome to go to her house on a Thursday after school if we wanted. I thought it would work out great — K could feed the kids lunch then run into town with them to take Calista to school, then Calista go go to P’s house after school and Skip could get her on his way home. Excellent. Continue reading »


As you may know, either from reading my blog or from the news, my area has really been getting hit hard with the melting snow and then non-stop rain.  There has been massive flooding in many areas, as well as school delays and road closures.  Some people had to evacuate their homes, the flooding was so severe.  We, too, faced an evacuation this evening.  It was not, however, from our home; we were forced to evacuate the training pool at Arne Hanna Aquatic Center.   Yes, my friends, Nate pooped in the pool. Continue reading »