Morning Glory
Every weekday morning the little one and I get ready together, as Husband has to leave about 45 minutes ahead of when Lucy can be dropped off at daycare. So I dress her right away on the first diaper change, then we sit on the couch together for a few minutes while she eats breakfast and I check the weather. After that she plays on her own, either in our bedroom with me, or traveling between her room and our room, with me checking on her periodically. Around 7AM there is typically another diaper change. About 90% of the time there is a special delivery made just a few minutes before we need to head out the door. It is just part of her regular morning routine. For this reason, I sometimes let her run around in her shirt and just a diaper to start out with, as I know another change is coming.
So one day last week, I was in the bathroom adjacent to our room drying my hair. Lucy was coming in and out, as she usually does, toddling around in her t-shirt and diaper. I would greet her each time. About 30 seconds after the last greeting I felt a little tug on my leg, so I turned off the dryer and looked down.
There was my daughter, standing there with a naked poopy butt, and holding a poopy diaper in her hand.
This was a first.
It could have a been a lot worse, i.e. the poo was contained and she hadn’t sat on or rubbed up against anything (that I could find). So I lifted her up, suspending her at the appropriate length and angle so as to not contaminate my own clothing, and cleaned her up.
Just another day in the life.
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Thursday, April 03, 2008
We Meet Again, My Little Friend
Tonight I went over to the new house to do some more painting. When I was done, I cruised to the lower level to check the time on the only operating clock in the house. Standing there, I surveyed the room and noticed a dark splotch on the wall. I flipped the light on.
It was one of these.
(That was mean, I should have given you better warning).
It did not flinch when the room was illuminated. If it had scurried across the wall, this might be an entirely different story. He was especially ugly; one of those long and dark colored versions that tells you he's been around awhile. Surprisingly, I was relatively calm. The house was empty for awhile before we bought it (the people moved to Pella, IA last fall), so we're bound to stir up some insect action. I noticed a lot of spiders last weekend, so there's plenty of treats around. Plus, with the endless amount of mulch in the yard and all the recent precip...it's practically a recipe for my many-legged friends. I just hope it's not a regular occurrence.
I know what you're thinking. Did I smash it? Nah. Didn't want to mess up the paint job. :)
Tonight I went over to the new house to do some more painting. When I was done, I cruised to the lower level to check the time on the only operating clock in the house. Standing there, I surveyed the room and noticed a dark splotch on the wall. I flipped the light on.
It was one of these.
(That was mean, I should have given you better warning).
It did not flinch when the room was illuminated. If it had scurried across the wall, this might be an entirely different story. He was especially ugly; one of those long and dark colored versions that tells you he's been around awhile. Surprisingly, I was relatively calm. The house was empty for awhile before we bought it (the people moved to Pella, IA last fall), so we're bound to stir up some insect action. I noticed a lot of spiders last weekend, so there's plenty of treats around. Plus, with the endless amount of mulch in the yard and all the recent precip...it's practically a recipe for my many-legged friends. I just hope it's not a regular occurrence.
I know what you're thinking. Did I smash it? Nah. Didn't want to mess up the paint job. :)
Friday, March 21, 2008
You Put What in Your Applesauce?
This afternoon I was listening to talk radio and they were discussing gross food combinations. The conversation was spawned by one of the hosts devouring apple sauce with green olives mixed in, and the second host thinking that was pretty disgusting. I tend to agree. For some reason it kind of makes my teeth hurt to think about it.
The hosts asked people to call in. Some of the more formidable combos were boiled cabbage with ketchup; peanut butter and bologna sandwiches; and chocolate covered raisins with melted nacho cheese...
I don't think I really eat anything too strange, but I guess it's all relative. It never occurred to me that dipping my grilled cheese sandwich in ketchup might be considered odd until I did it for the first time in the college cafeteria, to stares of disbelief from my friends. I also like to mix mashed potatoes with corn, which I know grosses out those people who don't like their foods to touch even on the plate (you know who you are!) The only other thing I've been told is gross is sprinkling sugar on my raw tomatoes.
How about you, dear readers? Any hankerings for weird food combos? Fess up!
This afternoon I was listening to talk radio and they were discussing gross food combinations. The conversation was spawned by one of the hosts devouring apple sauce with green olives mixed in, and the second host thinking that was pretty disgusting. I tend to agree. For some reason it kind of makes my teeth hurt to think about it.
The hosts asked people to call in. Some of the more formidable combos were boiled cabbage with ketchup; peanut butter and bologna sandwiches; and chocolate covered raisins with melted nacho cheese...
I don't think I really eat anything too strange, but I guess it's all relative. It never occurred to me that dipping my grilled cheese sandwich in ketchup might be considered odd until I did it for the first time in the college cafeteria, to stares of disbelief from my friends. I also like to mix mashed potatoes with corn, which I know grosses out those people who don't like their foods to touch even on the plate (you know who you are!) The only other thing I've been told is gross is sprinkling sugar on my raw tomatoes.
How about you, dear readers? Any hankerings for weird food combos? Fess up!
Friday, August 31, 2007
I’ve Been Meaning to Ask…
What is this? It's in a birch tree in our front yard.
Theories (in no particular order):
1) The sac is filled with what will eventually be a bajillion baby spiders.
2) A caterpillar made a wish and said “hey, supersize me!”
3) Beneath the silk, there is a writhing ball of centipedes.
4) Some bird is decorating early for Halloween.
5) There is a huge nest of worms in there, which will soon die and be littered all over the lawn.
6) It’s an alien pod of some sort.
What’s your vote? Can anyone provide an actual explanation?
What is this? It's in a birch tree in our front yard.
Theories (in no particular order):
1) The sac is filled with what will eventually be a bajillion baby spiders.
2) A caterpillar made a wish and said “hey, supersize me!”
3) Beneath the silk, there is a writhing ball of centipedes.
4) Some bird is decorating early for Halloween.
5) There is a huge nest of worms in there, which will soon die and be littered all over the lawn.
6) It’s an alien pod of some sort.
What’s your vote? Can anyone provide an actual explanation?
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Pass the Coronary, Please
OK...today I got caught up in working through lunch, and by 3PM I was pretty hungry. Forgot my lunch today, of course. I had $1 in cash, so I couldn't go downstairs to the deli...so where's a place I can grab something quick and use a check card? McDonald's, a few blocks down. Did I make a good choice? Not so much.
Since Husband and I are dieting (supposedly) I have been entering my daily foods and calories on a website called FitDay. So this afternoon I looked up the dreaded McDonald's intake. Long story short, I didn't think it would be this bad. So this is a Public Service Announcement.
I consumed one 3-pc chicken selects meal, which included fries. And this is what I put into my body (not counting the diet drink):
3-pc chicken = 380 calories, 20 g fat (3.5 saturated, 2.5 trans), 55 mg cholesterol, 930 mg sodium, and 28 g carbs
medium fries = 380 calories, 20 g fat (4 saturated, 5 trans), 0 mg cholesterol, 220 mg sodium, 47 g carbs
for a grand total of = 760 calories, 40 g fat (7.5 sat, 7.5 trans), 55 mg cholesterol, 1150 sodium, and 75 carbs
Looking at that, it kind of makes me ill. If I had eaten the usual turkey/cheese sandwich and carrots from home, I would have had about 310 calories, 9 g fat and 39 g carbs and probably would have felt more satisfied. If you want to see how bad other McDonald's stuff is, click here.
OK...today I got caught up in working through lunch, and by 3PM I was pretty hungry. Forgot my lunch today, of course. I had $1 in cash, so I couldn't go downstairs to the deli...so where's a place I can grab something quick and use a check card? McDonald's, a few blocks down. Did I make a good choice? Not so much.
Since Husband and I are dieting (supposedly) I have been entering my daily foods and calories on a website called FitDay. So this afternoon I looked up the dreaded McDonald's intake. Long story short, I didn't think it would be this bad. So this is a Public Service Announcement.
I consumed one 3-pc chicken selects meal, which included fries. And this is what I put into my body (not counting the diet drink):
3-pc chicken = 380 calories, 20 g fat (3.5 saturated, 2.5 trans), 55 mg cholesterol, 930 mg sodium, and 28 g carbs
medium fries = 380 calories, 20 g fat (4 saturated, 5 trans), 0 mg cholesterol, 220 mg sodium, 47 g carbs
for a grand total of = 760 calories, 40 g fat (7.5 sat, 7.5 trans), 55 mg cholesterol, 1150 sodium, and 75 carbs
Looking at that, it kind of makes me ill. If I had eaten the usual turkey/cheese sandwich and carrots from home, I would have had about 310 calories, 9 g fat and 39 g carbs and probably would have felt more satisfied. If you want to see how bad other McDonald's stuff is, click here.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
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