The Season has begun

I’m not talking about Thanksgiving/Christmas we all know that is upon us, unless you’ve been hiding under a rock. We have 34 days until Christmas. I’m not complaining this year because both my kids are done and I’m well on the way to being done with EVERYONE.

I was specifically referring to the commercials geared for full on ugly cry sobs. It’s come to me having to get up and walk out of the room. It’s terrible. Because I don’t like to suffer alone (no one does) here’s a few just for you. Grab your kleenex….

Here’s the worst one this year… just makes me crumble.

Hallmark is always the big winner – they get me every time but Folgers is a close second. This is a classic, doesn’t really choke me up anymore but it’s still a goodie but cheesy. When the mom walks down the steps and exclaims… OH PETER!!

That’s all I can come up with… I know there a few others that have choked me up this year so far and I can’t remember what they are…. oh well. I did find this one…. Okay I’m just warning you… this one is the best of the worst. SO incredibly sad and it’s not holiday.

 

I’ll leave you with a nice friendly one that evokes happiness… and a catchy song

We Have Fat Squirrels

Halloween has come and gone and we are getting ready for Thanksgiving. Not that there is much preparation for Thanksgiving. You make a grocery list, we keep a few pumpkins out and maybe do a few turkey crafts. No big deal, because we all know the big show is around the corner.

But, with all that – my point… we kept a few pumpkins out. We put the large black inflatable cat away and we put a few in our flower boxes under our windows and we kept our super huge one that we didn’t carve on our front porch all in the spirit of Thanksgiving. I had my Mother’s help in the design and it looks nice and very fall like.

So why is my post called “We Have Fat Squirrels”? Why am I talking about pumpkins instead of squirrels… clearly squirrels are what I want to talk about because here in our town they are huge. They are the size of your pet cat and they are brave. There are hundreds living in just one tree it seems. You feel like you are always being watched when you walk out your door to your car. Think I’m exaggerating. Ask one of my neighbors. They’ll agree. We tried to grown veggies this summer, we didn’t get any off our vines or plants because these little demons would beat us to them. Well now they are destroying my Thanksgiving display.

Here’s a picture of what I’m talking about. Pretty right? All those colorful and different gourds and pumpkins….

The squirrels take off with either a small pumpkin or a gourd every day. Yesterday JT saw one with a yellow gourd in it’s mouth so he chased it off the porch. It ran into the yard and stood there with it in it’s mouth and stared and JT until JT ran at him, that little sucker didn’t even drop the dang gourd as it ran up the tree in our front yard. At first I was pissed but now it’s becoming humorous. Here’s what they are doing to my extra large pumpkin by our front door.

Each day it grows bigger and bigger. We are basically feeding these little creeps. It’s an open buffet where they can dine 24 hours. Want proof that they are fat?

I’ve never seen squirrels this big or fat. A hazard to suburb living.

We raked leaves yesterday…. 7 tall yard bags for just the front yard. It’s alot of work but boy are those some huge piles for jumping 🙂

FLU sucks!!!

This post is for posterity sake… my little guy was super brave when he went to the ER for the first time and I want to make sure I always remember.

On Sunday I had a session with some lovely friends. While there I received a text from JT that I didn’t check until I was leaving. It said “FYI J puked all over the loveseat and rug. Not sure if I should wash the loveseat cover”. YIKES and YUCK!!! I was secretly glad I wasn’t home. I don’t handle puke very well. So I called JT on the way home and talked to him about J, he said that he was still puking and that he was in a ton of pain. Stomach pain. Oh man. He had eaten a sucker at his haircut appointment on Friday so I figured it was that stuck in his stomach. I asked JT if his tummy was distended again, nope…. okay well I told him I’d be home soon and to hang in there. When I arrived home J was pale, lethargic, puking and crying in pain. I called the exchange and waited for an hour for them to call me back. Worst hour of my life so far as a mom, or at least that I can remember.

Finally the nurse called us back and she told us look don’t break any laws but let’s get him to an ER right away, which one do you want… that’s a tough question. I picked MoBap because I knew that the Children’s there wouldn’t be as packed as Children’s downtown. After I hung up with the nurse I actually had to excuse myself and cry in the other room before we headed out. I called my mom and dropped L off at her work. Poor guy was still in such bad shape, we made it to the ER and had to stop right away because little guy had to puke in the parking lot. My friend called while we were comforting him and I answered, i was definitely not in my right mind… I told her I can’t talk at ER with J, she said, HANG UP GO!!! It’s kind of funny now to look back.

We made it inside and the poor little guy was just miserable. They hooked him up to an IV pretty fast, drew some blood and started to hydrate my baby. To know J is to know that the child FREAKS out when he is around needles and/or blood. JT and I knew this wasn’t going to be good. He did a lot better than we expected but once he saw the blood he screamed. All was cleaned up and they strapped his tiny little arm to a board and we waited for x-rays.

He fell asleep and was able to rest since he was receiving fluids for his dehydration plus some Zofran for the queasiness. When he was awake we talked about how mommy had to take Zofran when I was pregnant with him and L, it made him smile. We woke him up when the wheelchair arrived. The nurse pushed his chair, I held all the stuff we had and JT had to pull his IV pole along. 😦 It was just pitiful. He did say something kind of cute before his x-ray he looked at us and said I’m gonna get to look like a skeleton. His little weak voice sounded happy about that… ahhhh always a boy.

The x-ray came back clear and there was no obstruction. Thank god. His blood work came back and all of his blood counts were fine and his organs were in good shape. Thank god again. So basically he had a funky virus that has been going around. THANK GOD!!! I mean really… you feel slightly foolish for taking a child to the ER with just a virus/flu like thing… but the crying in pain was what put me and I think the nurse on the phone into enough of a panic to send him to the ER. When you are there you just want to leave with a healthy child. You don’t want to be told something is wrong. So I am extremely grateful!!!

Pictures of J at the ER

So we got home about 2 1/2 hours after we began the ordeal, not bad. JT went out to buy some powerade for J (supposedly the best for a dehydrated flu victim) and while he was gone… I lost it. I was so sick. I’ll spare you but good god. It’s been ages since I’ve been that sick. JT returned to find two of his dear family members knocked out on the couch.

Here’s his picture because he’s my hero. Thanks honey for taking such good care of us this week and for checking online to make sure I didn’t have E Coli :).

One other funny thing J said when we got home… I don’t ever want to go back and get an IV but my favorite part was the warm blankets. 🙂