The boys have spent the last two days on the futon mattress in the floor in front of the TV. It’s both unnerving (they’re both laying!!! and not fighting!!! OHMYGOODNESS IT’S THE SEVENTH SIGN!) and a relief (no fights to break up? SCORE!). On one hand I’d [...]]]> laundry and some vomit to clean….

The boys have spent the last two days on the futon mattress in the floor in front of the TV. It’s both unnerving (they’re both laying!!! and not fighting!!! OHMYGOODNESS IT’S THE SEVENTH SIGN!) and a relief (no fights to break up? SCORE!). On one hand I’d like the Dr. to confirm my suspicion that it’s a mild case of fifths disease. On the other hand, I really do NOT want to bring home whatever bugs are lurking in the doctor’s office. Therefore, the only logical thing to do is take them in if they get worse. I’m not sure if I’m glad or chagrined that this happened right at Christmas break. YAY! they won’t get behind in school. BOO I do not want to clean up puke on Christmas Day. (Assuming, of course, that he’s still puking day after tomorrow. I know, it’s highly unlikely. But it COULD happen.)

Why do I have a futon mattress on the floor in my livingroom? Funny you should ask. My Sainted Mama decided that my (comfy but so ugly that kidspills don’t make my head explode) double-reclining sofa was just.too.ugly to stay here. A family friend was clearing out their storage area and Mama fell in love with the sofa we now have. And it is a veritable nightmare, reminiscent of the old-school days when homes had a parlor full of furniture that nobody but “company” would use. The good news is the embroidered floral pattern hides spills MUCH better than my sofa did – but that’s pretty much the only good thing about it.

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I found a pediatric dentist that takes our insurance AND that Daniel will open his mouth for AND that got in, got done and got out before Daniel could get to full-on freakout mode. He was pretty weirded-out when the numbing shot went in, and that just snowballed as his lip and tongue “feels WEIRD MOMMY!” I think we’re in for another 2-3 visits (one for each quadrant of the mouth) and then we’ll be on track for the normal 6-month cleanings. Now to get Joe on that treadmill…

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About those goals for 2008 – Yeaaaaaah, no. Travelled to Mamaw’s house and that was it. My GPA is up slightly – sort-of. My brother came home with his family for Daddy’s funeral. There was no snowflaking. None of the other stuff “in the back of my mind” got done. And I’m done with setting myself up like that. If anything happens, TRUST ME you’ll hear about a good 25% or so of it.

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Last but not least (for the moment) I leave you with: Grocery Store Schizophrenia.

Merry Christmas, Y’all!