I Got Chills, They’re Multiplyin’
It seems that 2010 is the Year of the Travolta, Internet, because that’s pretty much how it’s been thus far.
So far this year, I have:
- Hosted a huge family gathering at my house;
- Noticed that Sadie had a temperature;
- Cleaned up after said huge family gathering;
- Noticed that Sadie still had a temperature;
- Made breakfast for overnight guests from huge family gathering;
- Hey, remember that baby I had in April? Seems she’s running a 105-DEGREE FEVER OH FUCK;
- Took a lively jaunt to the Children’s Hospital ER;
- Watched my baby get catheterized – TWICE! (I thought parents received complimentary Xanax with second catheterization; turns out I was mistaken);
- Was sent home from ER with unsatisfying “Golly-gosh, we don’t know WHAT’S wrong!” diagnosis;
- Weathered another day and a half of fevers;
- Weathered the official end of the Steelers’ season;
- Witnessed final disappearance of fevers;
- Just in time to come down with a fever of my very own;
- And to also get my first period (complete with cramps!) since June of 2008.
So, I’ve been a bit busy and haven’t been online in, like, SIX DAYS, which means I haven’t had ample time to answer emails/read your blogs/respond to your comments, but let me say that I am so happy to welcome all the lovely new readers who have surfaced lately, and I promise I won’t talk about my period again.
(And if that kit contains anything other than a sincere apology from Mother Nature and an airplane bottle of Grey Goose, I will be very disappointed.)
Anyway, we’re finally all back to being healthy for the time being, and now I feel like I can FINALLY get started on this 2010 business, which is…well, kind of like 2009.
I know I’ve been seriously remiss in giving you a new Pay It Forward to mock, and I look to remedy this situation by the end of the week. Just give me a day or so to get my head back in the daily routine of work, daycare, and a schedule that does not involve taking someone’s temperature every two hours.
Here’s hoping I am able to break this habit, because it could be really awkward during meetings.
And alright, I’m just going to say it: this kid’s junk looks like something you’d get from the DQ.
Tell me I’m wrong.
Entry filed under: Gobble-gobble.