Friday, December 08, 2006

Nursing, and other musings


My poor Sarah is facing a nursing strike from Miggy. I never heard of such a thing, but there she is. I'm so sad for them! I nursed 5 little cling-ons, and loved every minute of it. Convenience! My girls (and Misty is included in that number!) all are so much more together than I was! I nursed my kids in bed; they sit in a chair, always, and never put the baby in bed with them. I was too wiped out to even think of starting that way. I have lots of fun nursing stories, but I think of Chad reading them and blushing, and I decide not to post them. (Explanation of this pic at the end. Read on.)


The Papa has a day off today, as he has a meeting in Abilene Saturday and they don't want him to get too many hours. He's gonna take me for a brisket sandwich in Comanche for lunch today, at Taco Jim's (or Joe's?); where ELSE would you go for brisket? (Maybe his mom named him Taco, and his middle name is James....)


Getting caught up on the house after 2 weeks of company, followed immediately by a week away at Grace's, where I got iced in for an extra day. How nice was that! Treat! My sweet Ian, 4, said, My heart BREAKS when you go away, Emmie! I told him that's the nicest thing anyone ever said to me. Precious boy! I got a time of bondage (thank you, Algore!) with my little Abby. She is stiff as a board, and we always try to bend her in the middle. And she actually fell asleep on me not once, but three times! Grace was amazed. Amazed Grace.... And my little Sarah (it's so much less confusing with one Sarah around; not as fun, but less confusing) did her girly thing all week. She actually didn't cry too much while I was there.


Grace and I made some curtains for Sarah's room--they came out kinda neat. Maybe Grace can post a pic. Let's hear it for Stitch Witchery--no-sew! One can do a lot with that. My sewing machine isn't portable. Also, Grace's bedroom window has a high arch, and the people across the street have a two-story.... Easy, cheap fix--Elmer's glue! Had fun smearing on a layer, and, Voila, no more see-through! And it peels off when you're done. Grace thought the panel she did had a nicer design than mine.... We got a lot accomplished that trip, but I am most proud of one accomplishment. We (I say we, but mostly I [hate to take all the credit]) managed to give Aunt Sarah an almost-full container of baby pastel mints with the little white sprinkles! I could eat the whole package! Boy howdy, those are GOOD! Grace only ate a few, because we had a hard time figuring if they were "raw" or not.... And, except for one moment of extreme cruelty, Dean (my son-in-love) was very nice to me. (I asked him how long I could stay, and he said, we'd talk after three weeks.) (That wasn't the cruelty.) (Sorry, Dean; I HAVE to tell!) He went to lunch at Genghis Khan without us! Mongolian stir-fry! The BEST! My FAVORITE! (To Dean's credit, he DID take me there, AND did treat me, once.) I mourned the rest of the visit, but he chose to ignore my behavior. It was a wonderful visit nonetheless (great word!) (no-net-he-less). Did I mention the trip to IKEA? I could LITERALLY move in there! I HAVE to take Heather there sometime.... And Christy got a wokka-wok out of it.


My dear husba is currently a mess! We spent last Friday night in the ER in Comanche. He gets an upper respiratory infection, on top of his asthma, a couple of times a year, and he was about due. He was so miserable! Then on Monday, he severely pulled, strained, sprained, popped (?) his calf muscle reffing a girls' game in Lometa, and, in extreme pain, had to wait until the end of the guys' game so he could take the other ref home. How sad is THAT!? The coach and the superintendent were extremely kind to him, getting ice for his leg and trying to be a comfort to him. Thank you, Lometa! (I always did like driving through there.) Greg's really looking like an old man lately. Anyway, no more reffing for him this season. Whatamess!


On a happy note, at our last LNO, the girls decided to practice dancing, to a song that will remain unnamed. (Write and ask them.) (Hint: They were getting their moves from Donny Osmond!) (Another hint: The word "nerdy.") Sarah was not brought up dancing, and the dear child has NO, maybe NEGATIVE rhythm. (I was NOT brought up that way.) The result is above (I thought it would be here!). Christy is obviously telling us she's "da man," and Sarah, poor dear, looks like she's fixin' to pick up Mingy (not to be confused with Miggy, the dotter), the cat! (They're working on their choreography.) Sad, eh? I was not wearing my Depends, therefore I was just the photographer. I spared them my busting out in "The Funky Chicken," which I perform at choice Bunny Foo-Foo moments. "A good time was had by all."
Enough nonsense for now. It's 19 degrees in beautiful Blanket, and my hands are feeling crispy. Off to find some chai latte and read my Bible. To quote Christy, "To comment is to love." Selah.




8 comments:

Mary said...

Vivan,

Sounds like you have had a busy but fun couple of weeks (with the exception of the ER and the whole puled muscle).

You sure do have pretty baby grands.

Miss you. We need some time together.

Love, Mary

Mary said...

OOPS! That would be "pulled"

Grace said...

dear mamma!! what a blog/s!! i'm so proud of you for doing it. and when you said dean was mean, i noticed you didn't say it was when he beat you in settlers. i guess you've got a little pride in you. we sure love having you and thanks for the glue and curtains. i'll have to reread the blog when the kids aren't asking for who-knows-what the whole time. love you.

Anonymous said...

Bubs, I forgot about the Settlers game! (Notice he didn't play again, in case he lost; we didn't have time for him to win best of three, is my thinking....) I still love him.

Mary, thanks for the sweet comments! I miss you, too!

I've ended up being "anonymous" a few times because I forget I signed up for Blogger Beta and have to sign into my Google account before posting! GAK!

Misty said...

Wish I could attend more LNO, yall always seems to have fun, maybe too much this time:) just kidding!
love you

sarahdodson said...

Misty, we ain't never had too much fun. It's like too much money, there's no such thing:) Yay for Pwe blogging so wonderfully. Wow, everyone's blogging these days. Keep up the good work, ladies! Love you all:)

Anonymous said...

I had no idea you blogged. Good times! I love, love, love you. And thanks for the wokka wokka.

And for the record, I was NOT saying I'm da man. I was merely saying, I'm just as good as Donny on any given day, Bring it. Yep.

Thanks for praying for me.

And one more thing, it's Taco Bill!!! B-I-L-L. ;)

~CC

Chad and Heather said...

and thus we love...
cw-n-hb