Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Monday, February 27, 2006
Just add good deed and Presto! Last night Marc, Dylan and I went grocery shopping. Pre-Dylan, we'd maybe fill our cart up. Now, post-Dylan our cart was literally overflowing (including using the rack on the bottom). We get into line and there is an elderly gentleman in front of us. His face is just torn up. I overheard him telling the cashier that he had fallen on Friday. They say goodbye and it's our turn. I push the cart up and noticed that the gentleman had left his wallet. I throw it to Marc and he runs into the parking lot. Realizing he had no idea who this man was, he wasn't about to start yelling "sir sir" so he checked the wallet - found the driver's license and yelled the man's name. The man luckily hadn't left and was very grateful to have his wallet back. Marc comes back in and helps me bag up our $200 grocery order. Now... Marc went through all of the coupons and, I am proud to say, almost everything we bought had a coupon or was on sale (or both!). The cashier has about 5 more coupons to register and hits a wrong button. The assistant manager comes over and tells her that she has to recheck the entire order. I whisper to Marc that I'm not sticking around while they unpack everything and re-ring it. Then, the manager comes over. She apologizes and tells us "today's your lucky day!" She tells the cashier to ring in $150 and that's it. We saved $50! Instant Karma :)
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Please stop reading if you get queasy easily (yes, that means all of my pregnant friends truly do not want to read this post). It has to do w/my cat and it's really gross. I mean it! This is your last warning! Ok, but I told you so... (I know Cecily is still ready cause nothing grosses her out when it comes to animals). On Friday night, I noticed that my old girl, Saffron, had her eye partially shut. Now, she's a Persian and her eyes get goopy from time to time so I took a cloth and cleaned up her eye. It didn't really seem better but I figured I'd keep a close watch on her. Saturday morning I'm getting ready to go to meet Marc at th gym so that we can go to Weight Watchers when I decide to check on Saffron. Now her eye is completely closed and I can't seem to get it open. I call the vet - he's not in till late next week, call the old (read super expensive) vet and he gets us right in. I had the option of waiting and I'm soooo glad I didn't. Luckily Dylan was in one of his super awesome moods which made life a lot easier. The vet came in and said that it looked like it was some sort of infection and took a sterile cloth and pressed under her eye. Blood & puss flew out of her eye! I was not expecting this (actually, neither was the vet!) and almost freaked out. They took her into the back, shaved her little eye and flushed her. Turns out she had a major sinus infection. After 24 hours on antibiotics, anti-inflammatories, pain killers and triple antibiotic ointment - she looks so much better! Here eye is still bleeding from time to time but the doctor told me to expect that. My poor baby has been through much in her 15 years. She's had fatty liver disease twice (unusual), discovered she had a heart mummor, had various other normal kitty ailments and now this.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
This morning as I entered my office building, another woman was bringing her baby in a stroller. Now, I know everyone in Dylan's room and this was not a regular but before I could say anything she asked me if I was heading to the day care. I told her we were and she explained that it was her first day and she had no idea what to do (there is a main stair case to the center but if you have a stroller, you have to take the elevators down). I brought her in and showed her where to go as her son was in Dylan's room. I had set Dylan up, put his bottles away, gave him a million and one kisses, gave him and his friends toys to play with and headed out. This poor woman was putting her son's things away and bawling. I felt so bad that I offered to hang out and help her if she needed. I told her that we all got upset leaving our babies for the first time and it's ok to cry. That she should call or stop by - the center is ok w/it and that her son was in a safe place and was going to have a blast. She sobbed her thanks and said she was ok so I continued on to work. Poor girl. I'm sure she'll be a pro by the end of the week though.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
My dear friend tagged me so.... Four jobs I've had in my life: Well, I've had a lot more than four but my top four would be 1. Kereoke hostess 2. Bartender 3. Shiatsu Massage Therapist and 4. Queen of Clubs (people who know me in real life get this one) Four movies I can watch over and over: 1. Princess Bride 2. Overboard 3. Matilda 4. Drop Dead Fred Four places I have lived: 1. Philadelphia 2. Israel 3. Philadelphia 4. New Jersey Four TV shows I love to watch: 1. Lost 2. Gilmore Girls 3. Veronica Mars 4. Buffy & Angel Reruns Four places I have been on vacation (in order of favorites): 1. Boston (to see our Andy and Lori) 2. St. Martin 3. Jamaica 4. Dominican Republic Four websites I visit daily: Four - are you kidding!! Look at my fucking bloglines list! You want me to pick four? 1. www.weightwatchers.com 2. http://galica.typepad.com/blog/ 3. www.woot.com 4. http://zia.blogs.com/wastedbirthcontrol Now, don't get offended - I read you all daily! Four of my favorite foods: 1. Mar'c Chicken Parm 2. Wings 3. Sushi 4. Angel Mints Four places I'd rather be right now: 1. Home w/Dylan and Marc 2. Someplace Warm with Dylan and Marc 3. Spa getting a massage & facial 4. At the gym Four other bloggers to tag... Barb Lisa Jawdy and Manuela
Monday, February 20, 2006
We had a great weekend. We took Dylan to his first football game. Ok, it was arena football so don't yell at me about having him out in the cold :) He was fascinated by all of the people, the music, the lights, the cheerleaders (just like his daddy!). He just looked around and, even though he was exhausted by the end, just sat and smiled and charmed everyone around us. We won which made the game all the better.
Friday, February 17, 2006
Thursday, February 16, 2006
The day before Valentine's Day, Marc brought home flowers from him and Dylan. A most beautiful arrangement of roses and other flowers. Then, for Valentine's day, Marc bought me the most amazing pair of diamond hoop earings. Of course I spent the next 24 hours obsessing about how much he spent. When he got home last night I told him I was worried he spent too much. He told me how much he thought I deserved them (which made me cry) and that he didn't break the bank (they sure look like he did!). He also gave me a card from Dylan which also made me cry (someone see a pattern here?). I had gotten him a card as well (he got a bit misty) and tickets to a Wings game. Oh, he also got me my favorite comic. I'm so lucky to have such an amazing husband and son. I'm truly blessed!
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Been able to help this man? David Archuletta thought his child was stillborn. Turns out his ex-girlfriend placed the child with an adoptive family telling the family and the agency she didn't know who the father was. Flash forward several months after the baby has been born (and is with the adoptive family) they receive an extortion letter from the child's other mother. Give me money or I'm telling the father. They did what they were supposed to do - they turned the letter over to the agency. The agency sat on the letter and the baby's father was never notified. After a year she tells him and he's been trying to get custody ever since. He lacks funds for legal representation. I see so many culpable parties in this story. First and foremost the first mother for lying and then for committing extortion (yes, she should go to jail). The agency for not attempting to contact the father before the adoption was final, the adoptive parents for not following up on the letter with the agency. Who suffers? The father, most definitely. The adoptive parents? Yes, they suffer because they've been parenting this child for several years (even though I feel that they didn't do enough - based on the news reports - to follow up on that letter) and, the biggest victim of all... the baby. What reforms can be made to ensure this doesn't happen? Can we not allow adoptions to go through without the benefit of both parents? Can we require that even if you are not sure who the father is, that a list of potentials be given and tested? What can we do?
Saturday, February 11, 2006
We've all heard them. Relax and you'll get pregnant, just adopt, once you adopt you'll get pregnant. Usually they are said by well meaning friends, family & acquaintances of the infertile. On a rare occasion, it will come from the mouth of an infertile or the spouse of an infertile (sometimes they are one and the same). Last night Marc and I were channel surfing. True Lies was on. It was toward the end and we were watching it, well, because Faith plays the daughter and this is before she was uber hot in Buffy. Watching the show got us talking about Jamie Lee Curtis. Marc mentions she's a heraphrodite. I tell him that I think it's an urban legend. That's when it happened.... He said "that's why she adopted, she can't have kids cause she's got girl & boy parts". Oh the fun I had with that! Yep, told him it must be true because that's why I couldn't have kids too. Yes, he knew it was an asshat remark but let me just say I had a blast busting on him for it.
Friday, February 10, 2006
Much love and thanks to my friend Lisa who sent this to me... Go to this link and enter your street address...it will show a "house" in the middle of the map, that's your house... all the little colored boxes are registered Sex Offenders... click on them and you get a name, address & picture of the person along with his crime... it shows you where they live in proximity to your home and the local schools. Very important site to keep you and your children safe. Just go to www.familywatchdog.us Share this with your friends and family - be safe.
Thursday, February 09, 2006
When I dropped Dylan off at day care this morning one of his teachers mentioned that he threw up yesterday. Just once (they only notify after 3x) and she said she'd keep a close watch on him today. He was acting normally so I'm not concerned. I guess that's been in the back of my head all morning because when I went down to get my lunch from the place in the lobby I ended up running down to the day care to get me a little baby loving! He was just waking up from his nap and he looked so happy to see me. I just snuggled and kissed him for about 10 minutes and then gave him over to his teacher for a diaper change and his lunch. If you can find day care close to your place of business... do it! It's wonderful to be able to just pop in whenever you want.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
In order to save money and gas Dylan and I are now taking the train into work. It's taken some getting used to (on my part - Dylan loves it) but we've definately got a nice routine now. One of the many benefits to taking the train is people watching. I've noticed that many people live inside of their heads. Now, I know that some people like to talk on the phone or listen to the radio/mp3 or read a book. That's not what I'm talking about. You can see that they are not looking around them, they don't take any notice of their fellow travelers. It's quite sad. Today it was particularly cold so we stood inside of the heated enclosure waiting for the train. Some people chose to wait on the platform. Most people just barreled out of the door without seeing if anyone was behind them or next to them - just rushing outside to stand and wait. Others would exit to the platform but pause for a brief moment to check to see if anyone was behind them so as not to slam the door in their face. I watched peoples faces. Some people smiled or made eye contact with the other passengers while others were totally blank. The blank faces are what fascinated me. What was going on in their world that had them so deep inside of their heads? Did they have a sick family member? Trouble at their job? Trouble with a significant other or child? Dreaming of warmer days or snow? Struggling with infertility? Wishing for something or someone? For some reason I find these people a challenge. Every now and then I'll catch their eye and smile. Now, it's a scientific fact that if someone smiles at you - you will automatically smile back (if you don't believe me - try it - it's fun) - so I smile and watch them leave their head for a moment. So... where are you living right now? In your heart or in your head?
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Yep, you read that right. My darling friend, Jawdy discovered this nasty little thing. Read his post but the short version is this.... His daughter had a meltdown, was crying and they were not able to console her and they couldn't figure out why she was so upset. Turns out a hair got into her sock and twisted itself around two of her toes. The hair cut into the poor baby's skin but luckily Jawdy & his lovely wife (~waving at Deb~) were able to remove it. A coworker of Jawdy's wasn't so lucky and ended up in the ER having it professionally removed from his little one's toe. So glad I chopped all of my hair off! Now... time to get the cats groomed! ~here kitty kitty kitty~
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Barb & Jeff brought Carlton over for a visit. It was so cool to have the boys together again. They haven't seen each other in about 2 months. Dylan kept wacking Carlton in the head and Carlton just looked at him like "Oh, it's you again". Carlton is absolutely beautiful and has a fantastic personality. I was showing off how to cut Carlton's fingernails and ended up cutting his little thumb. I felt horrible! It was so wonderful to see them with Carlton. You can tell they are amazing parents. Barb has to demand that Jeff gives him up so she can get some baby kisses. They also brought us coffee from Guatemala (super yum) and a letter from Dylan's foster Mom. I won't go into details but I will say that we were very touched at how much his foster family loves Dylan. I'm so glad that Dylan and Carlton will grow up together. The vice-principal of Dylan's school has a brother who was adopted from Colombia. Her mother and her friend went to Columbia and they each adopted a little boy (who were in the same orphanage together). They are still friends today and are about to be best man in each other's wedding. How cool is that?