mastitis: my new least favorite thing.

oh yes, woo hoo, i have a breast infection! joy of joys, it seems that i somehow managed to come up with a clogged milk duct that rapidly became infected. it all happened rather quickly. on wednesday, i noticed a little minor soreness kind of under my left armpit, but didn't think much of it. thursday afternoon, while micah was napping, i felt a sore spot on said left side, this time, not so much in the armpit. within an hour, it had progressed from sore to excruciating and when micah woke up and i nursed him i wanted to scream. so by evening, dave told me to call our midwife - who else would we call. so long story short, this led to a trip to pcc, a dip in the tub, a couple of near vomiting episodes, a fever, chills, an eventual 3 hour trip to the ER in the middle of the night, 10 minutes with the doctor, and a prescription for antibiotics. i'll also mention that all three kids decided to wake up at 6:30 the next morning. so that pretty much took care of any 4th of july plans we had. yay! so fun! i highly recommend it! it's always a bonus if you can come up with it at night... especially the night before a holiday. makes things so much more convenient.

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free food anyone?

this has been something of a crazy weekend! but lots of fun. it was the weekend of 4 million bbq’s. okay, how about 3. could have been 4, but we were bad neighbors and skipped one to get a lot of much needed yardwork done. bbq #1: dave’s company picnic was out at tolt macdonald. it’s always great to get together with all of dave’s co-workers who I see twice – maybe three times- a year, and their families. yup. I love making small talk with a bunch of people I don’t really know, but should because I’ve met them so many times, but really don’t because all I’ve ever done is met them and made small talk. hmmm. okay, I’m exaggerating. it wasn’t bad. the kids definitely had fun. there was a bouncy house! well, some of the kids. shane was skeptical at first. see how enthusiastic he is? but he did eventually decide to go in, and then later, he and dave played a little whiffle ball, and eventually bailed on us completely and went to start a soccer match. and then I pulled the kids out of the...

a swimsuit RAVE!

I’ve totally been neglecting this blog… you know, I’ve got a new baby, and big sister blog isn’t getting as much attention. sorry. at any rate, something monumental happened today that I MUST report. I bought a swimsuit. it was a pleasant experience. I’m really excited about it. you might remember that about a month ago, I wrote a post ranting about the prospect of shopping for swimsuits. well, today, in target, I had this sudden epiphany. instead of looking at all the flimsy, skimpy, unflattering swimwear, I decided to go look in the workout clothes. I mean, really, they’re basically the same thing. they’re both made of fabric that is meant to dry quickly and not bunch up or get heavy when wet. the only difference is that workout clothes are meant to cover and contain parts of you, while swimwear is apparently supposed to flaunt and expose it. so, I found a cute top and a cute skirt, both of which FIT, and I’m not embarrassed to wear, and didn’t come from a specialty shop, co...

people are stupid.

today, upon checkout at the grocery store, i learned the following: angelina walked in on jen and brad! prince william accused camilla of being a drunk! kate has turned from mom to monster! george w. bush is on suicide watch! certain mystery celebrities have had plastic surgery flubs! who is bikini-ready and who is not? paul newman’s mistress admits he loved his wife more! why do i need to know this? why is it that tabloids, gossip magazines and “entertainment” tv shows make millions by feeding this crap to the general public? why is it legal for photographers and reporters to follow people around, stalk them, crash their parties, etc.? why are these vultures, who make their livings off of dragging people through the mud and making up BS about them, protected by law? yes, i’m all for freedom of the press. i believe that the government should not control the information that it believe the general public should receive. however, what about privacy...

meal plan tuesday

so i liked how it worked last week so much i’m moving my shopping day to tuesday. and, since we went out sunday night after the power went out (for 11 hours!) we had sunday’s dinner last night. which brings us to today… tuesday: pot roast; potatoes & carrots wednesday: fried chicken; mashed potatoes; peas & corn thursday: ??? dave’s taking shane to a soccer game and i’ll be running around shuttling people where they need to be so the little kids and i might grab something or have sandwiches or something. friday: pizza; green beans saturday: beef stew; sourdough sunday: omelets; toast monday: leftovers and no, we’re not having corned beef and cabbage tonight. the first year we were married, i made it at dave’s request. haven’t done it since, and no, i don’t feel guilty. i told him that if he really, really wanted to have it for st. patrick’s day, he could knock himself out and make it himself. not re...

today…

my alarm went off today at 6:10. A full 40 minutes later than usual. Sick days (when you’re not dying and you actually have a pre-arranged sub) are awesome. I went downstairs, poured some coffee with eggnog, made a sandwich for shane, let the dog in, turned on the christmas tree lights, and sat down to catch up on all the excitement that is my FB newsfeed. The highlight is always the “on this day” reel. It’s fun to relive who I used to be. I also read about 2 different friends who have stomach flu going through their houses and made me want to put a plastic haz-mat bubble around the house and not let anyone out. took meds to rid myself of stupid pink eye and sinus infection which are the reason behind my second sick day in a row. after shane left for the bus, I woke up my other kids. micah is still sleeping in his tent. he says he doesn’t want to take it down until the first day of winter. you know, because camping in the winter is not the best idea. layla was not so enthusiastic to ...

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