I Almost Had to Sue McDonalds

Maizy the wonder dog had a grooming appointment yesterday and on my way to pick her up from her spa treatments I decided to stop at McDonalds for a Caramel Mocha.  Yum!!  I hadn't had one since December and couldn't wait.  I get my mocha, pull out of the parking lot and take my first sip.

Yum!

Whoa, hot, hot, hot, hot!!!

Wet, wet, wet, wet!!

Nice, I am now wearing my caramel mocha down the front of my sweatshirt and all over my pants.

Thank you little McDonalds worker girl who cannot appropriately attach the lid to the cup.

You are lucky I didn't sue.

Now I have to go to pick Maizy up at the groomer with coffee spilled from one end of me to the other.

Thank god I had a fleece jacket on I could zip up to hide the huge brown spot the size of Texas on my sweatshirt.

But now I look like I pissed myself.

I walk into the groomer to pick up Maizy, thank god nobody notices the huge spot on the front of my pants, or did they?

If you saw someone with a giant wet spot on their pants would you say something?

No.

Hmph.

They totally noticed, I'm sure.

Just give me my dog!!!!!

I tell Suzie vet employee I am here to pickup Maizy.

She shuffles through some paperwork, gives me a weird look and walks away.

She comes back and says to me "Maizy cannot come home today, she needs to stay overnight"

I said, "Really?, Maizy the labradoodle?"

She says back, "Oh, that is right we have two Maizy's here today, Maizy the CAT who just got declawed and has to stay overnight and Maizy the DOG who got groomed."

She laughed and said she'd be right back.

The rest of the vet employees thought this was kinda funny and had to come out and ask me if I was positive I didn't want Maizy the cat.

No thanks, don't like cats, I'm allergic and they are evil.

Here comes Maizy, ears flopping in the wind, Valentines bows in her hair, looking slim and trim!

I hate picking Maizy up from the groomer.  She is neurotic.  It took me 3 times of doing this walk around the Jeep to even get her to jump into it.  Then when we get home I finally ended up having to lift her 74 lb. ass out of the car.  Then I decided to go outside the norm and walk her in through the garage.  Like I said, Maizy is neurotic, the garage freaked her out, I nearly didn't get her into the house.

Then I got home and realized it was really cold in my house.

The furnance is broken.

Sweeeeeeeet!!!!!

Our furnace is only 5 years old, what could be wrong??

I called.  The guy came out.  It was a $20 part.  Phew!!!

So, $98 for the service call and $20 for the part.

Furnance works.

A good day?

Maybe not a good day.

But a funny day.

A Jill day.

Step 1

I am done with making cake balls.

Yes, my cake balls and cake ball pops are yummy.

Pretty.

A huge hit with everyone.

They are also very time consuming to create.

So time consuming that all my supposed extra time I have for me is now spent making them.

Since Christmas I have had at least one order a week.

After I had the 2nd part of my root canal today I rushed home in a fury to do what you ask?

That is right, make cake balls.

During a mad rush around my kitchen, I realized that it just isn't worth it anymore.

Do I make money from it?

Yes.

But what I make isn't much.

Like I said, they are time consuming.

My son needs me.

I cannot continue shipping him off to Grandma's twice a week so I can bake.

So as I dipped one cake ball into white chocolate it hit me.

I need to take a break from cake balls.

I'm so sorry fans and friends.

But I truly cannot squeeze one more thing into my already insane life.

It was fun while it lasted.

And don't worry very good friends, I will still make you cake balls.

And please those that have ordered from me, this is not directed towards any of you, I truly enjoyed making every single order for all of you.

Please understand that for personal reasons I need to stop before things spiral out of control.

Overwhelmed

Davis and I were both very sick for 3 weeks between the 2 of us.  We were stuck home for pretty much the entire time unless it was to see a doctor, buy medication, etc....

Now that we are back into the swing of life, I'm overwhelmed, yet again.

So much for my New Year's goal of being on the go, go, go less.

I'm overwhelmed now by the following:

Tuesday - Occupational Therapy for Davis
Wednesday early afternoon - Speech therapy playgroup for Davis
Wednesday late afternoon - Speech Therapy for Davis
Wednesday morning - Library story time
Friday - Gymnastics for Davis

Then I am trying to squeeze in 1 day a week for something with our mom's group and 1 more day a week for a playdate.

I'm back to something every.single.day

Not to mention Wednesday is ummmm, booked solid.

So, what do I do?

I need to focus on Davis, obviously.

And hello?  What about time for stuff I need to do like get organized, work out, do laundry, or just plain relax.

Do I quit my mom's group?

I really don't want to quit the mom's group because I do love it, love everyone I've met, it is such a great support system.

I just don't know where to draw the line sometimes.

I hate letting people down by saying no, Davis and I cannot play today, we have too much going on. 

I have a lot to think about.

I know we will not be attending that many library storytimes, that is going to get cut down to once very other week or once every two weeks.

Any suggestions????  Please????

Poor Maizy

Poor Maizy.

Since I've been a coughing machine the last 2 weeks, I have taken up refuge at night in the spare bedroom.

I don't want to keep Jeff awake with my constant need to cough.

Anyways, it has turned into some sort of sick room.

Warm mist vaporizer, cough drops, bottles of water, a stack of books, you get the idea.

Maizy has decided since I've been sick to follow me everywhere.

She left her dog bed at the end of our bed for me.

She decided that she needs to sleep in bed with me too.

Poor Maizy.

She will be in for a rude awakening when she is forced to go back to her doggie bed when I return to our room.

Another Sick Update

So, here I sit, still sick, just as sick as I was 2 weeks ago.

What gives?

I feel so out of the loop right now.

I haven't left my house in 2 weeks unless it has been to buy medication or see a doctor.

Davis and I haven't seen any of our friends, who we are dearly missing.

Being sick really sucks.

I certaintly hope this new round of medications kicks this sicknesses ass.

Because if it doesn't, I might just go crazy.

Blast From the Past

Thank You Jen, for this fabulous idea.

This was Davis one year ago, almost to the date, 10 months old.

Davis now, 22 months old.

Funny, at 10 months I thought he was SO BIG!!  He had been walking for over a month already and I just thought he was such a grown up little man.  Not so much, looking back, he was a baby.  Now, he is looking like a grown up a little man.  Quite the handsome man, I might add.  Just look at him clanking those pots and pans together, wearing his Paul Frank tee and rockin' his beanie.  Oh and terrorizing Maizy.  Also make note how much better my photo quality is, thanks to my new camera.

Sick Update

Is it possible to get sicker (is that a word?) after finishing a course of antibiotics??

In Davis' world it is.

Poor kid continued having a fever and horrible cough even after his 5 days of antibiotics were gone.

My mom really encouraged me to take him back to the doctor.

I didn't want to because I don't want to be that crazy mom that takes her kid back after being seen just a week earlier.

I'm glad I did.

Poor Davis has a double ear infection now :o(

The doctor said it was very nasty.

So nasty she gave him a shot of antibiotic right there in the office.

Plus 10 days of a strong oral antibiotic.

Now I feel bad for not taking him back earlier in the week.

The good news is, we all slept for the first time in an entire week!!

Heres to getting well!!

A Case of the Sickies

Davis started acting funny Wednesday, just not himself really, kind of low key which isn't him.  Thursday I had lots of errands to run in the afternoon, so my mom offered to let me take him to her house for a few hours because it was cold and a little snowy and I just didn't feel like hauling Davis in and out of the car numerous times.  Well, my first stop took way too long and I got behind schedule and didn't pick him up for 5 hours.  At 5 p.m. my mom called and said he was really warm and hadn't done anything all day except for sit in their chair.  I picked him up shortly after we talked and he was on fire.  We got home and his temp was 101.5 under the arm, which our pedi always says to add a degree to that, so it was about 102.5.  I gave him children's motrin and it went down.  He played a bit and went to bed.

He woke up at 3 a.m. and was so hot, I took his temp under the arm again, 104.5!!!  Eeeeek!!  I knew that was not good, add a degree and we were at 105.5.  My husband heard me fiddling around, holding a crying, uncomfortable, 27 lb. Davis in one arm, while searching in the dark for the motrin and a cup to give him water with the other arm.  He came out and gathered the meds and some water for Davis.  We got a new pair of jammies out because Davis was sweating so badly, his were all wet.  We got him comfortable again, got his fever down to about 101.5 and got him back to bed.  By the morning he was just, what I like to call, a big hot mess.  He was so sick, barely moving, fever back up to 104.5 again and now had this horrible, chesty cough.  I hate taking him to the doctor for them to just tell me it is a virus and will pass, but it was a weekend and our insurance changed and we don't have as good of coverage for ER or urgent care anymore.  So I took him.  We got some antibiotics because she was worried about pneumonia, apparently it has been a popular thing for kids to get this season and Davis had a nasty cough.  I hate seeing Davis sick, he is so full of life all the time.  He didn't move at all Friday, so I just held him, all day.  We watched Toy Story, twice. Tinkerbell, twice and numerous episodes of Wow Wow Wubzy and Wonderpets.  Two of my favorite shows ::insert eyeroll::   He didn't eat at all yesterday, he wouldn't even sit up, he cried everytime I tried to sit him up.  He cried when I changed his diaper.   He cried when I put socks on his little feet.  He was just an uncomforable little dude.  Around 11 p.m. I started feeling not so good, uh oh.  Yep, now I've got it.  And now I know why he was so miserable all day.

It is funny how mom's just cannot be sick, I was up all night Friday with him until 4:30 a.m.  Got about 3 hours of sleep in, got up and cleaned my house all while feeling horrible.  Took care of  Davis all day, had to miss Bunco which I was really looking forward to.  Davis fell asleep around 7:30 p.m. on Saturday so I decided I was going to bed too, I felt terrible, was going on little sleep, perfect, I'll go to bed early and feel amazing Sunday.  Not so fast.  He woke up an hour later and was up until, you guessed it 4:40 a.m. today.  Then up again at 8:30 a.m.  Today I feel 5 times worse than I did yesterday.  Thank god for mommies!  Mine offered to take him today, so I could get a little rest.

I am hoping we all feel better, very soon!

Goals for the New Year

I have a lot of goals for myself and my family for the new year.  Here is the run down:

1. Spend more time taking care of myself, the past year I feel like I've spent my me time running from playdate to playdate, to kids class to kids class.  Now that is all well and good, Davis needs interaction, but every single day of the week??  No, he does not, it leaves me with zero me time.  I am dedicating 1 day a week to a class and 1-2 days a week to playdates, no more than that.  I can't do it.  I'm tired of busting ass to get somewhere by 10 a.m.  I need to go to the gym, I need to also take care of mommy.  This is the year for it.  I'm putting my foot down.  My body image has suffered, my house is disorganized because I feel like I'm always on the go, go, go.

2. Stop impulse shopping online.  No explanation needed for this one.  Except that after I declared this I just couldn't resist a few cute sweaters from the devil store, Zulily.com

3. Save more money.  Jeff and I really want to move, we really need a bigger house.  We are running out of room.  Now, our house isn't tiny, 1900 sq feet isn't small, but it isn't quite getting it.  We have no basement, we have no storage.  But with the way the real estate pricing are dropping around here we just cannot afford it.  So our goal is to pay down our mortgage so much that it feels like we really are not losing our asses on this house, even though we are.  We have updated it a lot, not necessary by any means, the house was nice when we bought it.  Just not our style.  We know we will never recoup any of it, unless we stay here until the market rebounds and god knows when that will be, at this rate we will be here until we are 60.  So we will just cut our losses and move on.  I know we are not the only people in this situation.  Our goal, put the house up for sale by next Spring 2012.  We could do it now, but we'd probably break even on the mortgage and we just need to feel like we walked away with money, yeah, we are weird.  Even if it is only $5K.  Needless to say, someone is going to get a really cute house for a bargain.

4. Lose the rest of the damn baby weight!!!  God bless it!!!  See #1 for some of this.  I am telling you, until I was 28 weeks pregnant I worked out every single day.  At 28 weeks I had some problems arise and couldn't workout anymore, hell, I could barely walk to the bathroom.  Anyways, I have to get back into this and if I continue with my go, go, go lifestyle I will never do it.  I have to do this for ME! 

5.  Get more organized, again, see #1.