Saturday, January 31, 2009
I, as my sister says, “put my back into it.” I gave myself a manicure and pedicure. I waxed. I shaved. I tweezed my eyebrows. I showered with fancy shower gel and applied scented lotion. I flat-ironed my hair. I put on make-up, even though, I was going to be sedated and lay in my own puddle of drool soon.
There was a time when I used to put this much effort into getting ready for a date with Joe.
It’s sad when you hit that point in your life when you only get pretty for your gastroenterologist.
Friday, January 30, 2009
1. Link to the person that tagged you
2. Post the rules on your blog
3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs. (But, since I've tagged people before, I won't tag this time.)
5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.
6. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.
I've done this once before, but here's another round of randomness related to a topic near and dear to my heart: my recent colonoscopy. So, get ready to sit back and enjoy a six part series about my random musings regarding colonoscopies. I get a colonoscopy every 5 years since I have a family history of colon cancer.
Normally, it's not a big deal, but this year I had a dilemma: I wanted a good endoscopist and I work with a team of great endoscopists. But, I didn't want to have my bosses see my butt.
I decided to suck it up and have the colonoscopy done by one of my bosses. But, I had a fair bit of anxiety about baring my butt for my boss and co-workers. More on that later...
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
...and laugh so hard that I pee my pants.
Friday, January 23, 2009
The man in line ahead of me goes to his wife, "Diapers and dog chews. She must have a baby AND a dog."
Nah...my baby's just teething. Here's your sign.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
So he tried playing "If I were a vampire..." with me.
As in, "If I were a vampire, um, I, uh...I wouldn't have any trouble cracking open this crab leg."
The problem is he only know about vampires through my constant prattling about Twilight. And, there's no way he's gonna know more than I do about vampires.
Honey, please. You're embarrassing yourself.
You're not ready to play in the big leagues.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
As in, Joe will notice the sun is shining. And, I reply, "If I were a vampire, my skin would be shining like diamonds."
Or, if we're tired after a rough night with Sam, "If I were a vampire, I wouldn't even need to sleep."
Or, the fact that we can smell blood (even though Edward insists humans can't) and maybe that means we, too, would be good candidates to be vampires.
Last night, I put my icy cold foot on Joe's warm back and he yelped. So, I said, "You should be glad I'm not a vampire. That's what my whole body would feel like. All the time." He rolled his eyes.
Friday, January 16, 2009
- Jen is at work.
- Jen is at home.
- Jen is asleep.
- Jen is wasting time at work, checking her Facebook account.
- Lather, rinse, repeat.
2. How much information do you share? I want the right people to find me, but then again, I need to make sure that I'm anonymous enough that some of my crazy patients don't find me either.
3. What if someone invites you to be their friend and you don't, well, want to be their friend? The box just says "confirm you know this person." Well, knowing someone and wanting to be friends is not the same thing. Am I right?
So, bear with me as a I navigate Facebook. After all, when I was in college, Facebook was a catalog of your classmates that they handed out at new student orientation. I think I was in grad school before I realized that people were talking about something different when they said Facebook.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
And, to spice it up, a winner will be selected at random from all the comments and a gift card to their favorite coffee place/eatery (or reasonable facsimile from what I can get in IF) will be mailed to that person. Contest closes Friday, January 16 at 11:59pm.
What do you think?
So, leave a comment and let me know how you happened upon this blog!
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
I nodded, but I was thinking two things:
1. Oh, my gosh! I can NOT make it through five years of sleep deprivation.
2. Why would you have to do laundry in the middle of the night?
Last night, I got my answer. Sam woke up around 1am, crying and wouldn't go back to sleep. I went in to check on him and found him covered in diarrhea. In his hair. Soaking his pajamas. Soaking through his sheets, waterproof mattress pad, and down to the mattress below.
Then, he puked everywhere.
That's why you would have to do laundry in the middle of the night.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
We skied almost 3 miles and were not as sore as last weekend. Success! We're hoping to get out a lot more and maybe even make all the way around the long loop next time.
Sam thinks it's not such a bad idea.
Schatzi and Joe enjoy the view of the dam. Ah, there's nothing like a man and his dog. Except she's my dog.
This is some dam frozen thing Joe took a picture of...ha ha. :)Final thought as I hobbled out of bed and into the bathroom this morning: I love cross-country skiing, but I think next time, we'll plan on going on some groomed trails. At least, until we're in better shape.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Friday, January 09, 2009
And, here's Joe, enjoying the sights with his other boy (we've started referring to Doc as our "special needs boy").
Sam stayed warm and happy in the stroller. We were so pleased with our results that we decided we are going to rent the version of our desired stroller from our local hiking store and go cross-country skiing with Sam this weekend. Wish us luck!
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
I got an email from Reionda Hoagaboam, saying our class reunion is August 14th, so save the date. And, send her your updated mailing information.
7:30pm Sam's down. 7 minutes of crying.
10pm Joe and I go to bed.
6am I wake up with a start and some very full boobs. I hear a rasping sign. It must be Sam! His head must be stuck in between the crib rails! I have to go to him! Oh, wait...it's Joe snoring.
6:15am I try to go back to sleep.
6:32am Still can't sleep. Still not sure Sam's not dead in there.
6:48am I wake up Joe and give him a detailed list of my concerns. He tells me to go back to sleep.
7:45am Sam wakes up.
Total time in bed: 12 hours 15 minutes
Number of awakenings: none!!
Longest stretch of sleep 12 hours 15 minutes!!
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
7:30pm We put Sam down awake and, well, he was not happy. I high-tailed it out of his room and Joe made me a drink and put in a movie. I was on edge, but before the movie even started, I heard something...silence. In less than 10 minutes, my son had put himself to sleep. Without the boob or a parent.
10:53pm Sam woke up, crying. Joe gave him his pacifier and left. Sam kept crying.
11:04pm Silence. Sam put himself back to sleep.
12am Joe and I realize it's the New Year, give each other a kiss, and head to bed.
2:52am Tancie comes home from her night on the town. Sam is still asleep.
4am No sounds from Sam.
6:08am I can't believe Sam is still asleep. He must be dead. I go to his room and check on him.
He's not dead. He's just sleeping.
6:48am I wait for Sam to wake up. He's never gone this long without nursing and I really, really want him to wake up soon.
7:50am I go in to check on Sam. He's sleeping, on his tummy. How did he get there?
Total time in bed: 12 hours 20 minutes
Number of awakenings: 2
Longest stretch of sleep: almost 9 hours!
Monday, January 05, 2009
However, a few things began to stall our progress:
- traveling for Thanksgiving
- Sam's eternal daycare cold
- learning to crawl and other developmental milestones.
Frankly, I missed sleeping with my husband.
So, we decided it was time for a change. Sam was going to have to put himself to sleep, even if it meant crying it out for hours. We set a date: New Year's Eve.
I steeled myself; hearing Sam cry makes me want to throw-up. But, I was determined and Joe said he would go in to comfort Sam if needed. We rented a couple of fun movies, Joe made me a mixed drink, and we turned the baby monitor way, way down.
Saturday, January 03, 2009
The next day, we hung out, napped, and ate (of course!). I got Sam's finger nails clipped, which was the only productive thing I got done during our twelve days of Christmas. And, that night, Mom gave Joe and me the best Christmas present ever: she took care of Sam so Joe and I could sleep for a full night before making the long drive home. I slept SIX hours straight. I haven't slept that long since we went to California this summer and Sam decided he was done being a good sleeper. It was awesome!
I felt like running a marathon.
But, I didn't because I'm not a runner.
The End! Happy New Year!
Friday, January 02, 2009
Mandi and Jolie stayed the whole day, so we all ate breakfast together and hung out until it was time to eat Christmas dinner. We usually do a gift exchange and this year, we decided to do homemade gifts for each other. Grandma gave me peanut butter fudge and made me a piano runner out of her grandmother's old table cloth. I felt so loved when I pulled out that runner and saw that antique table cloth.
Next year, though, we decided we're not making presents. Who has time when you have little ids? Here's Sam, helping himself to presents.
Joe and Papa admiring Joe's new Christmas present. Papa's glad he's got another boy to talk guns and hunting with.
It was a great celebration and we can't wait until next year when we'll have 5 little kids and all their Christmas excitement!
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Sam and Joe listen to the show. We had a great Christmas Eve celebration, with our traditional procession of Mary, Joseph, and Jesus to the manger and singing Christmas carols. I smiled a little as we sang "Away in a Manger" and hit the line of "the baby awakes, but little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes." Hhmmm....must be nice to have a divine child who doesn't cry.Sam had a great time, opening presents and trying to eat the wrapping paper. He also had a great time playing with his uncles, who know all sorts of fun games, like how to make tractor noises or watch motorcyle movies.
And, this is all the Kaufmans after Christmas morning Mass. We clean up good, don't you think?