Luv's Promo

Luv's is running a promotion where you can win $1000 for your cause. Here is the sign I made for mine. Apparently you can come back and vote on it in March.

Where oh Where

Where does the phrase "Colder than a witches tit" come from? Someone said that this morning and it has me pondering.

Witty I am Not

I am tired. I was going to post something witty, but it will have to wait for another day. I should really spend a bit of time with the hubby before bed.

I wish you all a good night and a great Friday.

Therapy Session #1

I hadn't really mentioned is as it was more information gathering for her rather than giving us any tools/advice this session. We go back on Monday. Ariana has been sick this week, so she's lost the pound she gained, she's back down to 41lbs. You can see her ribs when she stands there, it makes me want to just cry. Just weeks ago, she was starting to get this little tummy and now she's shrinking. I just hope we can figure this out. Soon.

After she told me that she wanted to be normal again yesterday she asked for some scrambled eggs. She was so excited to try them and she popped a tiny bite into her mouth the moment the plate hit the table. She chewed for 20 seconds and then the tears started to fall. She couldn't swallow it and ended up spitting it out in the garbage. I could tell she felt terrible. Those are the moments I struggle most with. I'm very low pressure as I don't need to cause her to have more anxiety than she already has, but when she's disappointed in herself I don't know how to deal with that. I tell her it's okay, but she becomes very sullen for a while afterwards. Her attitude has been up and down with the nutrition issues, which the therapist said would happen.

We just keep trying and so does she.

Aching Heart

Ariana has been sick over the last couple days and therefore hasn't really eaten much of anything, including her shakes. Laying on the couch, she hid her face just now and whispered, "Mom, I just wish I could be normal again." When I asked what she meant, she said she wished she could eat.

Oh dear child, we wish the same.

It's Party Time

Happy Birthday to Me!! Here's some photos from the cake & ice cream deal yesterday...
This is what I think of birthdays. Well, not really...just being stoopid.
My darling 5yo selected a cake for me.
Ariana's gift bag with the gift she picked out. Nice job on the jewelry kiddo!


And while it may be my happy day, I want to send some love over to Niki today and let her know that each birthday for me will always bring a thought of Myles. He will be remembered.

Email Funny

"No woman will ever be truly satisfied, because no man will ever have a chocolate penis, that ejaculates money."

Creativity

“There are two ways of being creative. One can sing and dance. Or one can create an environment in which singers and dancers flourish.”
~Warren Bennis

Scrambling

We had planned on hosting the awareness walk we are planning a local park. Jason went to book the shelter and it turns out that there is no exchange of money allowed in city & county parks. After much discussion with the parks department administrator, we've canceled the reservation. And now I'm looking for a new location. I have one in mind but it will cost $200 to rent it for 4 hours. The couple hundred bucks is pretty much what's available for a decent location. Honestly I feel like if I have to have it at a school or such location, I'd rather stick with just participating in the Madison walk. The hunt is on for a sponsor of that $200 and I need to find one this week as I have to get things together for this asap. I'm behind my schedule and it's pushing everything else back. sigh. I wish this would all just fall together easily and quickly. However, I do have a sponsor for my insurance piece, thanks to my girlfriend's hubby. Dawn & Eric, you rock! I need raffle items and a T-shirt sponsor yet. The To-Do list will hopefully have some things checked off soon.

Now or Later

Ah, the saga of the straws at our home. The eldest halfing was sitting on the couch screaming for her shake and then multiplying the volume by 5 that she wanted to pick out her own straw. Jeez. Kids, here's a secret.....they are all the same. Just different colors.

She goes to pick out a straw and there are only two peach ones left and both are stretched out and bent. Thus, halfing fit #3 ensues. For real kid? So, I smoosh up the straw like new and she instantaneously stops the fit and drinks her shake.

As I walk away, I'm thinking, "Would you like me to beat you now or later?" (No, I don't seriously beat my kids). All that energy wasted for a damn straw.

Great Quote

"If Joan of Arc could turn the tide of an entire war before her eighteenth birthday, you can get out of bed."
~E. Jean Carroll, advice columnist

Bogged Down

In my spare time, which really is limited to just before bed and the time I sneak in the bathroom by myself, I've been reading Terry Brook's Sword of Shannara trilogy at the urging of my husband. I can now fully appreciate why it took him 3+ years to finish the damn thing. And I read much faster than he does.

I am so bogged down in this book, it just has not grabbed my attention. Jason promises it gets better and I'm almost finished with the first book, so I remain hopeful. It also reads much like Lord of the Rings and I'm finding it annoying to see the similarities.

But I'll persevere. I've only not finished a book a handful of times and I'm going to give this one my best effort.

We have progress

We've made some progress on the eating front with Ariana. Whew. The appt with the therapist is this Wed, of course. Damn kids always start to get better right at the doc appt don't they.

Here's what has been on the menu for the last, gulp, month:
pudding
gogurt (but she won't eat yogurt out of the cup, {shaking head})
pediasure
pediasure shakes
fudge pops

Here's what she ate Fri & Sat:
nibbled on an oreo cookie
candy corn (V-day, not old stanky Christmas corn)
fruit roll-up
powdered sugar mini donuts
cheeze it crackers

Everything she ate is pretty much able to be mixed with her spit, which is how she eats it. She takes a small bite and then mixes it up (taking forever!) before she swallows it. We were awed, quite frankly. None of the freaking out she was doing before when it came to foods. Although she'll still have a small freak out about more solid foods. But we figure we'll take it one food and one day at a time.

The day that we don't have to think about this cannot come too soon.

Funny of my day

I'm following this truck the other day. I can see this grey hair behind the wheel. He's driving 26mph in a 35mph zone. Hurry it up grandpa, I'm thinking to myself. And then I spot it. The bumper sticker that sent me into hysterics.

"Drive it like you stole it."

Um, I hope that truck is your grandson's Mister. Cuz if you are driving like you stole it, you gonna get caught.

It's the Little Things

It's the little things one needs to be grateful for. Like this morning when I was running behind and every traffic light, save one, was green for me.