Plastic Baggie in Toilet
Slice of Green Pepper on Banister
Remote Control- no where to be found
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Uh Oh!
Last week, Andy decided to impress us with a new trick! This is the second take of this amazing feat. We were freaking out in the first one and our voices were so annoying that we decided to make a silent movie. So- here he is in all his baby glory sans his parents' screeching....
Saturday, May 16, 2009
The Flu
Or, as Matt calls it "the Death" entered our house this week and took me down hard, but I am happy to say that I fought back and won the battle! I caught a norovirus and it ravaged me for 48 torturous hours. Even now- 3 days after the last time I threw up I am still reeling from the after shocks. I am hoping that by writing about it I can put it behind me and move forward with my life- my precious, healthy, nonbarfing life. I think I have PTSD :)
It all started on Monday night. I wasn't feeling right when I came home from work. Andy, Matt, and I were going about our routine when the chills started in, by bathtime I called a time out and jumped into bed. I piled on as many comforters as I could find in the house and wondered what in the world was happening to me. I even googled my symptoms, which only increased my anxiety- I have Typhoid fever? I would soon find out what life had in store for me...
Matt left for DC at 6am. I hadn't opened my eyes yet, but I already knew that it wasn't going to be a good day. The fever was still there. I called in sick, but I still had to get Andy to daycare before I could jump back into bed without giving my illness away. What if they don't take him because they know that I am sick?? Should I call Matt and tell him to come home? I was panicked. I could barely stand, but I got dressed as if I was really going to work and managed to get Andy ready for the day. In the parking lot of the daycare I pinched my cheeks about 40 times and rolled in there with the baby. I could barely speak and the nausea had started to set in- I remember hitting myself afterwards, because I repeated what I said to the girls at the day care a couple of times for no reason. But they took him. He was safe. I could go home and jump into bed. Hallelujah!
I slept for most of the morning and then the floodgates opened. In between visits to the bathroom I watched the clock tick closer to five o'clock. What am I going to do with Andy? Should I go to the hospital? What if he gets it? He won't be able to survive this!!! Should I make Matt come home? Should I call family for help? I can't infect anyone. Andy's only chance of not getting this virus is if I keep nursing him. What will he get from me if I have no fluid left in my body? Keep drinking... Hopefully this will only be a 24 hour bug. I can do this!
That night Andy watched me smile at him while I picked my head up out of the toilet as if it was fun! Poor kid.
The good news is that Andy has managed to stay healthy and I am feeling better. Matt finally came home on Thursday night and took control of everything. He asked to come home many times while he was away, but I wouldn't let him for fear of him catching it too. The house is back in order (at least back to normal) and I am feeling better every day.
I also consider myself to be extremely lucky that I only had to feel bad for a couple of days. I know that there are a lot of people out there with children that don't feel very good everyday. It feels really bad to feel like you aren't there even though you are standing right in front of them. Thank goodness he isn't walking yet.
It all started on Monday night. I wasn't feeling right when I came home from work. Andy, Matt, and I were going about our routine when the chills started in, by bathtime I called a time out and jumped into bed. I piled on as many comforters as I could find in the house and wondered what in the world was happening to me. I even googled my symptoms, which only increased my anxiety- I have Typhoid fever? I would soon find out what life had in store for me...
Matt left for DC at 6am. I hadn't opened my eyes yet, but I already knew that it wasn't going to be a good day. The fever was still there. I called in sick, but I still had to get Andy to daycare before I could jump back into bed without giving my illness away. What if they don't take him because they know that I am sick?? Should I call Matt and tell him to come home? I was panicked. I could barely stand, but I got dressed as if I was really going to work and managed to get Andy ready for the day. In the parking lot of the daycare I pinched my cheeks about 40 times and rolled in there with the baby. I could barely speak and the nausea had started to set in- I remember hitting myself afterwards, because I repeated what I said to the girls at the day care a couple of times for no reason. But they took him. He was safe. I could go home and jump into bed. Hallelujah!
I slept for most of the morning and then the floodgates opened. In between visits to the bathroom I watched the clock tick closer to five o'clock. What am I going to do with Andy? Should I go to the hospital? What if he gets it? He won't be able to survive this!!! Should I make Matt come home? Should I call family for help? I can't infect anyone. Andy's only chance of not getting this virus is if I keep nursing him. What will he get from me if I have no fluid left in my body? Keep drinking... Hopefully this will only be a 24 hour bug. I can do this!
That night Andy watched me smile at him while I picked my head up out of the toilet as if it was fun! Poor kid.
The good news is that Andy has managed to stay healthy and I am feeling better. Matt finally came home on Thursday night and took control of everything. He asked to come home many times while he was away, but I wouldn't let him for fear of him catching it too. The house is back in order (at least back to normal) and I am feeling better every day.
I also consider myself to be extremely lucky that I only had to feel bad for a couple of days. I know that there are a lot of people out there with children that don't feel very good everyday. It feels really bad to feel like you aren't there even though you are standing right in front of them. Thank goodness he isn't walking yet.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Unfortunately
Pork is the other "gray" meat in Asia. I swear- I think they chuck the white meat and use the rest.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Where your clothes come from...
Here are some pictures of the factories I have been visiting. Take a moment to think of these wonderful people the next time you throw a t-shirt over your head. I have never been treated with more kindness and hospitality away from home than I have in China and Taiwan.
Family Sandwiches
Here are a couple of the family sandwiches from Vietnam I mentioned in an older post. It is hard to see, but the first one actually has a tiny baby in the middle. I took these shots from inside a car, so they aren't super quality.
When the kids get a little older they can ride in the front!
I am totally going to get Matt to sandwich with Andy and I when we get home. Time to dust off the Metropolitan :)
When the kids get a little older they can ride in the front!
I am totally going to get Matt to sandwich with Andy and I when we get home. Time to dust off the Metropolitan :)
Monday, March 23, 2009
What is in my stomach right now
Banana Flower
Fried pork fat
Shrimp
Chicken
Egg Whites
Peanuts
Corn
Coca Cola
Tiger Beer
Parsley
Fried Rice
Scallions
Some sort of greens that look like dandelions
Here comes the soup..
Shrimp
Squid
Rice Noodles
Something round and gray
Onion
Pepper
Clam
Lime
Crab
And Dessert
Tea
Pinneapple
Dragon Fruit
and
Papaya
Fried pork fat
Shrimp
Chicken
Egg Whites
Peanuts
Corn
Coca Cola
Tiger Beer
Parsley
Fried Rice
Scallions
Some sort of greens that look like dandelions
Here comes the soup..
Shrimp
Squid
Rice Noodles
Something round and gray
Onion
Pepper
Clam
Lime
Crab
And Dessert
Tea
Pinneapple
Dragon Fruit
and
Papaya
The Land of Scooters
Okay, so I like Vietnam better than China. I don't know what it is, but I think I could survive in Vietnam, but not in China. I had a thought, while driving to the factory in China, that if I fell out of the sky and landed in the countryside of China I would probably die within a week.
Not so in Vietnam- I could definitely manage to find everything I needed fairly quickly here. There are endless people selling one thing each here. A typical line up of street vendors would be as follows: mufflers, plastic jug seller, food/drink, very strange looking round metals thing seller, brick maker, larger blue metal pole seller, clothier, food, coconuts, rope seller, tail light seller, helmets, scooter repair shop, shoes, dirt digger seller, crane seller, more helmets, steering wheel cover seller, and on and on...
There are SO MANY SCOOTERS here. The pictures don't communicate the volume of people on scooters- whole families riding together! The family set up is usually a family sandwich with Dad in front, kid in the middle, and mom in the back. Someone should come to Vietnam and take individual pictures of people managing enormous loads of stuff on tiny scooters. It is quite amazing what they can carry. Isn't there a book called "The Things They Carried?" I think it was about the Vietnam war, but they should make a coffee table book about what they carry on scooters. I can see my husbands eyes rolling in his head as he reads this. I know- probably a little bit inappropriate.
Okay- one more thing- the power lines are unbelievable. I swear they just put a new one up everytime someone has a power issue. Crap- gotta run to dinner. Love to everyone at home!
Not so in Vietnam- I could definitely manage to find everything I needed fairly quickly here. There are endless people selling one thing each here. A typical line up of street vendors would be as follows: mufflers, plastic jug seller, food/drink, very strange looking round metals thing seller, brick maker, larger blue metal pole seller, clothier, food, coconuts, rope seller, tail light seller, helmets, scooter repair shop, shoes, dirt digger seller, crane seller, more helmets, steering wheel cover seller, and on and on...
There are SO MANY SCOOTERS here. The pictures don't communicate the volume of people on scooters- whole families riding together! The family set up is usually a family sandwich with Dad in front, kid in the middle, and mom in the back. Someone should come to Vietnam and take individual pictures of people managing enormous loads of stuff on tiny scooters. It is quite amazing what they can carry. Isn't there a book called "The Things They Carried?" I think it was about the Vietnam war, but they should make a coffee table book about what they carry on scooters. I can see my husbands eyes rolling in his head as he reads this. I know- probably a little bit inappropriate.
Okay- one more thing- the power lines are unbelievable. I swear they just put a new one up everytime someone has a power issue. Crap- gotta run to dinner. Love to everyone at home!
Friday, March 20, 2009
More funny Chinese vehicles and a dog
Here are a couple more sick rides here in China. Oh, and a really really happy dog that was hanging out with a couple of kids.
Meet the Fish
I actually ate some of this fish. I tried to avoid it, but they wouldn't back down and covinced me to give it a shot. It actually wasn' that bad! "Hello lunch!"
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Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Chinese Food
Well, I am as far away from home as I have ever been before. When I got here I checked to see if the toilet swirled in the opposite direction, but I guess I am not far enough for that to happen.There are two things that are really really different about China- the food, and that the Chinese people are extremely pushy. Don't get me wrong- they are very nice, but they will mow you over without a thought to get to the bathroom first. One man actually pushed me into an elevator because I wasn't making room fast enough. It cracks me up. I have decided to play their little game and I will win from now on! No more Mrs nice lady in the bathroom! You hear me, you funny Chinese ladies?! Haha....
Okay- so here are some pics of the items I have been presented with to eat.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
2/20/09
I wonder ifI have to tell Andyto stop grabbing my face and biting my nose? Will he do this to everyone he meets if I keep letting him do it? I hope so- heh heh
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
2-14-09
Happy Valentine's Day from the Crown Prince of Love and Dirty Diapers!
And here he is with King Piper..
Sunday, February 8, 2009
2-8-09
Every so often Andy has a day when I can tell that he is different. Very recently, he started grabbing at my coffee cup while I was trying to drink from it. That was the day he learned to look up! He now tries to grab at everything I have in my hands, but tonight he is really different.
He seems excited about EVERYTHING and he wiggles and moves more than ever before. He even laughed at the dogs! Yesterday, he barely noticed them, but today- there they are! What are those creatures over there??? Or he will see a pattern on a pillow next to him start to breathe quickly and try to get to it with everything he has in him.
He is a happy boy!
He seems excited about EVERYTHING and he wiggles and moves more than ever before. He even laughed at the dogs! Yesterday, he barely noticed them, but today- there they are! What are those creatures over there??? Or he will see a pattern on a pillow next to him start to breathe quickly and try to get to it with everything he has in him.
He is a happy boy!
Saturday, February 7, 2009
First Post
This is the first post on our new blog. I have never done this before, so I am not exactly sure what I am doing. Due to the fact that our family is spread out all over the place, I figured this would be a good place for everyone to check in every now and again to see how we are doing.
Andy just woke up from a nap....
Andy just woke up from a nap....
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