Hair Repair

(This post was written on my phone a while ago, but apparently didn't publish. So I just published it today.)

Tom was sick today so I did the SAHM thing for a change.

This is not my gift. Well it IS a gift I give Tom occasionally, but like today I usually make him be really sick before he gets it. Poor guy.

Anyway, so what to do on a rainy day?

We watched a bunch of episodes of Justice League and Ultimate Spiderman, and two episodes of "Ponia" (what they call My Little Pony because the intro song says "My Little Pony, ahhhhh") before I figured we needed to escape.

So since their sister-inflicted "haircuts" were really starting to bug me, we went to the salon to get our hair done right!

Lily is still "long," but only relatively speaking. They love their hair though, Gabi absolutely loves her "Princess Di" cut in particular!

We'd been looking at pictures of haircuts on my phone for a few days and they picked these, so they are both happy. And no longer lopsided. Which makes me happy.

Remember diaries? Yeah, it's just like that.

I remember having a diary as a kid. It had lavender pages and a little lock with two keys. Honestly it might still be around here somewhere.

I remember also how I would have the very best intentions. I'd think of how great it would be to look back in my diary in future years and see what I had been doing and thinking long ago. Or how funny it would be to look back and read to my sister how she'd annoyed me at some date in the past. (I do believe I got that idea from a Sunday Lockhorns cartoon.)

But inevitably there would be one or two entries and then you'd see weeks, months, or years go by. And that entry would always start "Dear diary,I'm so sorry I haven't written in so long..." And then I'd feel obligated to try and catch up on the intervening time and end up with a sore hand from writing so much.

It's a lot like blogging really. And not a lot has changed it seems. I imagine I have several posts that start out with something similar.

Well I haven't posted since January, which is just nuts. But no apologies. And no effort to catch things up. There is just too much! I have been posting on Facebook though because that's what happens when you make posting photos easy! I still haven't found an easy fast way to post pics from my phone to my photobucket and blog yet. Quite annoying.

I'm heading off to a 3 day business trip tomorrow. Going to PA for the first time. Then spending a good chunk of next weekend on a workshop with my colleagues. So this weekend I tried to get in a lot of cuddles and loving with the kids and give Tom some chances to get out of the house.

The girls are learning to play games with me. We've played Memory, Go Fish, Hi Ho Cherry-O, and Candyland so far.

We also went to our public library today so Nick could read to some visiting therapy dogs there (and Gabi and Lily got in on it too.) And Nick and Gabi both are really into legos right now.

Here's a few pics, which annoyingly only will post at the end and in a totally random order, but we do what we can!

Burning down the house

Tom noticed after Christmas that something weird was going on with his ear. (Like being-able-to-blow-air-through-it kind of weird.) But he resisted my "get thee to a doctor" advice until it started really hurting January 1st. (Because what better day to start meeting your deductible?)

Turns out he has a raging ear infection and a perforated eardrum. Surprise!

He got an antibiotic and Lortab from urgent care Tuesday the 3rd and so hopefully will be feeling better soon. I ended up coming home at luch Wednesday to take over so Tom could rest. Apparently those inner ear thingies that I will call dizzy-tubes (because I am too tired to care enough to look them up) are being messed with so he's feeling dizzy and nauseated all the time right now. (So basically he's getting to experience morning sickness.)

Anyway, I tend to be a big old meanie whenever Tom is sick because I expect him to push through it like I do. (Of course this actually doesn't help me since I usually just end up sick for weeks or occasionally in the hospital, but it's how I roll.) So I get all cranky-pants when he IM's me to please come home.

I figured this time that a perforated eardrum qualified him as 'sick enough for a little sympathy' and came home.

Well first thing I find are the girls dressed up as a ballerina and a lion, vegging out to an iphone app and PBS. Too cute!

Then I send Tom to bed and make the girls some macaroni and cheese for lunch.

While I'm boiling the water, Gabi the lion wants to help. I tell her she can't be near the stove though so she pulls up to the only counterspace left, in front of the microwave and the toaster.

She's playing with a twist-tie and chip-clip magnets. She tries pushing down the toaster lever but I jump on her about it. I drain the pasta and start prepping the "cheese" part of lunch when I hear the microwave start up and just about immediately hear snapping noises as I swing around.

And see a fire in the microwave! We're not talking sparks, we're talking flames.

I snatched Gabi from the stepstool and turned off the microwave. The fire went out immediately thank goodness. She had put the magnetic chip clips in the microwave and turned it on. It literally took only 3 seconds to ignite.

After I'd calmed down sufficiently I really enjoyed being able to casually mention to Tom that I'd prevented the girls from burning down the house. Literally.

Guess it's a good thing I came home to watch them instead of insisting he could just lie on the sofa for horizontal parenting.

Back to school/work for the Motts

Last week Nick had pneumonia, and I had bronchitis.

We go to bed for a week and all the sudden... BAM!

Fall is here!

Stupid asthma, random pics

Nick and i are both feeling pretty crappy. Lying in my bed, sniffling coughing and wheezing. Stupid asthma.

And now for something completely different: