More Friday Fun Facts

Um, yeah. Tessie’s back this week and here I am, bogarting her Fun Fact Friday. This is because I am lame and can’t come up with my own ideas.

* Maddie can’t say the name of any animal, but she can make their sound. Example: when she sees a cow, she says “moo.” She makes the sounds for cats, monkeys, cows, ducks, lions, and trains. Yes, I know trains are not animals. Work with me here, k?

* Maddie and I are going to visit Gerald’s parents next weekend. Just us girls. I’m really looking forward to it and dreading it all at once.

* I hate Caillou. There. I said it.

* I still haven’t gone to a playgroup function. I have an excuse for every one that’s come up. I’m thinking this may mean that I’m a little nervous about it.

* I’m going to watch Juno this weekend. SQUEE!

* I want a pet bunny so bad I can’t stand it.

* I don’t eat seafood of any kind. It makes me want to, um, you know, barf.

* My irises are blooming.

* Three weeks into my new short haircut and I don’t regret it one bit.

*  This is the lamest post EVAR and I’m embarrassed to post it. Not that it’s going to stop me from posting it.

Quick Change

Sorry for the change in template, yet again. It was brought to my attention by a very pretty reader that some browsers make the chair template look wonky and hard to read. Since the whole point is for you to be able to actually read what I write, I figured I ought to remedy that.

Emergency Bag

Last Friday I had a doctor’s appointment and Maddie came with me. Before we left the house, I poured her a cup of Silk and put it in the fridge so I could just toss it into her diaper bag on the way out the door.

At the doctor’s office, Maddie started crying, so I reached into the diaper bag to get her Silk. Of course, it was still in the fridge at home, 45 minutes away. I couldn’t stop for milk because I didn’t have a sippy cup or even a bottle with me and Maddie can’t drink out of a regular cup or a straw yet. And even worse, I had forgotten to refill her snack cup last time we were out, so she was out of snacks. I felt like such a horrible mother.

She was tired and hungry and I felt like crap. I drove all the way home, beating myself up and trying to think of a way to get her some Silk. For some reason, it never dawned on me to stop somewhere and just get her some food. Probably because she was still getting over being sick and we were still limiting her food choices. But still, DUH!

Anyhow, to prevent this from happening to us again, I’ve made up an emergency bag to keep in the car. In it is an extra sippy cup, a chewy granola bar, a box of raisins and a roll of paper towels. Now, I think we’re covered if I forget her milk or snacks in the future. Feel free to steal this idea for your own car, if you want to. Although, you’re probably all better mothers than I am and have never forgotten the sustenance your kid needs. Sheesh.

Throw Down

I am so frickin’ tired of uttering the phrase “No ma’am. No throwing.” Or it’s twin “Maddie, please stop throwing things.” I feel like my head is going to explode.

I’m going to throw something soon. And her name rhymes with “Shmaddie.”

Prepared

Maddie’s new favorite “game” is for me to come up to her zombie-style chanting “BRAINS!” When I get to her, I ruffle her hair and tell her she’s out of brains. Then, we do it all over again. She thinks it’s the funniest thing EVAR. But, when the zombies come, and they will, we’ll be prepared.

We begin werewolf training next week.

Don’t be fooled by the rocks that I got

Gerald and I officially spend enough at Costco that we got the Executive Membership.

It’s about time that having a kid resulted in some kind of financial perk.

Fun Fact Friday

Since Tessie’s off getting lasah’d, I’ve decided to do a Fun Fact Friday in her honor.

* I came to Texas for a week-long visit. That was 11.5 years ago. It’s been a hella long week.

* My family is French Canadian. I was the first one born in the US.

* I hate yard work/gardening with the fire of a thousand suns.

* One of my favorite parts of parenting is that I know Maddie better than anyone. I know her little idiosyncrasies, her meltdown triggers, what to do to make her laugh and a million other facets of her personality. Sometimes I wish I could share all of these things with someone so that they’d see what a wonderful little person she is, but mostly, I love that I’m the only one who knows these things. Well, except for Gerald, of course.

* I’m the driver in my marriage. Gerald hates to drive, so whenever we go anywhere, I drive.

* I cannot say the word “rhinoceros” correctly.

* I’ve had a blog for three years.

* I collect wall crosses. There’s a wall in my bedroom that’s filled with them. A friend saw them for the first time and asked if they were my contingency plan. I figure it can’t hurt.

* I have trouble spelling words out loud. If someone asks me how to spell something, I have to write it down first. It’s no surprise that I’ve never won a spelling bee.

* I love to rearrange the furniture in the rooms of my house. I used to rearrange my room as a kid at least once a month. Unfortunately, my current furniture is super heavy, so we don’t move it very often.

I hope you enjoyed this substitute Fun Fact Friday. Don’t worry, Tessie will be back next week with your regularly scheduled installment.

Saved by the hail

We’re supposed to have severe storms again tonight. Hail, tornadoes, regular Texas spring weather. Anyhow, this means the park outing is off for tomorrow. Instead, the playgroup moms are meeting at Chick-fil-a to let the kids play at the indoor playground and have lunch afterward. I’ve decided not to go. Maddie’s too young to play at Chick-fil-a, so it would really just be us meeting for lunch. That’s too much for me. I mean, if I’m uncomfortable, I can’t wander over to the swings for a breather. In the restaurant, I’d sort of be stuck. This makes me feel like I’m going to barf, so I figure I’ll skip this one. There’s an outing for storytime at the library on Tuesday, so I’m going to aim for that, instead. Yes, I realize this makes me a giant dork, but cut me some slack, ok? I’m trying.

I went to the doctor today for month four of my weight loss requirement and she decided all on her own to up my Z*oloft dose. I mean, I wasn’t complaining about it or anything. She just thinks a higher dose will be better. Let’s hope so. I’m nervous about messing with a good thing, but who knows? Maybe the higher dose will have me pooping rainbows and sunshine.

Nervous Tummy

I did it. I joined a playgroup. I found them on meetup.com.

There’s a park playdate on Friday and I’m really nervous about it. What if they hate me? What if no one talks to me? What if some kid bites Maddie? WHAT IF?????

I know this is stupid and way too much anxiety over a playgroup, but it’s what’s going through my head. I know I need to do this, but I’m scared. I need to find other moms so I don’t feel so isolated and Maddie needs a chance to be with other kids. It’s important for both of us.

*sigh* I’m going to do it. Just pray that I don’t embarrass myself too much, k?

Band Together

If you haven’t read this post yet, please do so. I cannot imagine the fear and sorrow they’re feeling. If we can do anything at all to help lessen it a little, let’s do it, ok?

Donate, if you can. Pray, if you do. Spread the word. We can make a difference in this family’s life in a very real way.