Wednesday, May 27, 2009

What Day Is it?

Three day weekends always mess me up as far as knowing what day it is. This morning my Mom called to see if I was bringing Bree to "Toddler Time" at Chick-Fil-A. I had completely forgotten that it was Wednesday! I'm not sure what day I thought it was, but I sure didn't know it was Wednesday. Oh well, they were making butterflies today during "Toddler Time". I don't think that Bree is quiet old enough to do something like that.

I probably wouldn't have felt like going anyway. It has been very humid over the course of the past few days, which in return, has made my allergies flare up. I was miserable yesterday. My face felt like someone had just punched it. My cheekbones and eye sockets were throbbing, my head felt like it had been stuffed with cotton, and one nostril of my nose was stuffy while the other was runny. When I woke up this morning, I thought that I felt better. But then I got out of bed, and realized I was just as miserable as I was yesterday. My head is still pounding, and my nose is half runny, half stuffy. I don't feel like I've been punched in the face yet, but I'm assuming it's only a matter of time. I hope this is just allergies, and not one of those horrible 7 day colds, or, God forbid, the Swine Flu.

On another note, I thought that Pyrex dishes were shatter proof? I was baking chicken in the oven last night, when all of the sudden I heard this awful banging/exploding noise. I knew that it came from the oven, but I didn't know what or why it made that sound. I walked to the oven. Hesitant. I didn't know if there were going to be flames when I opened the oven, and I sure didn't want there to be flames that shoot out and catch the whole apartment complex on fire. Yes, I know. I've seen way too many movies. Anyway, I decided that if there were flames in the oven, there would probably be smoke coming from the stove top. No smoke, no flames, just a shattered Pyrex dish and chunks of glass in the bottom of the oven.
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It was almost as though the sides had just decided to fall off, because the 3 large chicken breasts still sat neatly on a sheet of glass (the bottom of the dish). Thank God the food wasn't ruined. There wasn't any glass embedded into the chicken. My dear, sweet husband came home and cleaned it all up for me (since my allergies were kicking my butt), and we ate a late supper.

What's Bree doing these days? Well, besides completely tearing up the house when ever she is awake, she is also talking a good bit. She had not stopped calling her Daddy, "Daddy" and begun calling him "Paul" which will be what she hears me call him. I guess that I am going to have to start calling Paul, "Daddy" so that Bree will stop calling him "Paul". She can also say, "bad", "nah", "juice", "banana", "diaper", and a bunch of other words I have yet to make out yet. She likes food a little too much, but you couldn't tell it by looking at her. She is so skinny, and tall. I didn't get a picky eater, but she is picky about which sippy cup she uses. I bought her a purple one for Christmas. She hates it. She wants nothing to do with it. My Mom got her this free little Juicy Juice sippy cup that I can barely take from her long enough to put more juice in it. Anyway, she's climbing all over everything. Coffee table, dining room table, couch, anything she can get her legs on...she climbs on. Even out of the bath tub!
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My life seems to be getting crazier and crazier, the older Bree gets. I know that as she gets older, it'll get even more crazier, but probably in a lot of ways...easier. We're having fun though, and that's what matters most to me. Oh & by the way, thanks to you who commented on my last post. You convinced me even more to just say "no" the people trying to control our lives.

P.S: Paul got a new job!!


Mother Mayhem said...

Bree is one busy girl! :o)

New job? Hurray! :o)

LOVE the new, new look!

Mother Mayhem said...

Oops! Forgot to say that I hope you feel better soon! Allergies are kicking my big ole butt too. UGH.

Samantha said...

She is one busy girl, and Paul got a new job which is an answer to prayer. There were some bad things going on at his work place & he wasn't getting treated fair at all. For example, working 6 day weeks and only getting paid for 4 days. The list continues. His boss is currently facing jail time for fraud, so he is cutting everyone's pay.