The Man Cold

Yesterday I posted about the mans ability to turn the common cold into the swine flu. 


After I posted a friend showed me this great YouTube clip that describes not only my husband but I'm sure a lot of your's as well.







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Men are babies

Look I have a very serious question I need answered. What is it about men that when they get sick they act like big p-u-s-s-y-s (if I spell it instead of saying it its not that bad right?) 


Every time Shawn feels a sniffle, a headache or body ache he's all "Baby...I don't feel goooooooood" 


He's probably going to be pissed I'm putting all of his business out for the world to see, but that's what happens when you're married to a writer blogger.


Last night was one of those nights. Every minute I saw him all he could ask about was Therflu (which he completely overdoses on) and Tylenol. 


 I pushed an 8 pound baby out of the place I pee from. No drugs. 21 hours. Then after I recovered from being ripped into a million places I then put this beautiful boy onto my nipple and for the next 8 months it felt like someone was taking a lighter and running it across my nipples.


Not to mention 28 days out of a month my uterus falls out for 4-5 days, all to be able to bore him more babies.


So what it is it? Have you women out there figured out what makes our strong sexy husbands wither and whine when they have a sinus headache?


And on the off chance I have any male (oh my I actually typed that out as "mail".loser.) readers....what's the deal?


And honey. Even though I just put you out there I still love you much! OVOVOVOV ;-)


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I am Mom...hear me ROAR

I don't know about the rest of you. But after 21 hours of labor I was feeling pretty fearless. Like a super hero.

I had just pushed out a human person. I had done that. A whole being with ears, eyes and a personality lived IN ME.

I felt like I was invincible. That I could do anything....

Even let my baby throw up on me....all.night.long.

I completely forgot about posting this when it happened back in November. But here's the story.

Shawn was out of town in Atlanta for sessions and I still don't like being home alone at night. So I pack Phoenix and I up and high-tail it up the mountain and spend the next few days with my parents.

That Saturday Shawn was gone we had Chinese food for dinner. Phoenix ate pretty well that night and him and I hit the sack at about 10:30. At about 11 I was snuggled near him and I hear his stomach gurgling very loudly. And before I knew it he vomiting everywhere!

Normally just the thought of vomit makes me want to vomit.

Have you seen Four Christmases? Funniest holiday movie I've ever seen. But remember the part Vince Vaughn freaks over the baby vomit and starts screaming "Oh God! I'm going to do it!"...well thats me...

But I digress...

Phoenix throwing up all over the place and I'm rushing him to the toilet, changing sheets and freaking out because quite frankly it was a little bit scary.

And for the next 5 hours I woke up to him throwing up on me. And normally like I said I would be throwing up at the same time as the sick person,

But you see....I'm a mom now and fearless (at least in the areas of gross body things). Vomit no longer scares me. And poop no longer scares me. 

Christmas morning I'm trying to change him and he got so rowdy that pooped ended up getting on my foot and shirt. How you ask? I don't really know.

But I do know that I'm fearless. I stare in the face of vomit, poop, pee and boogers and dare them to move me.

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All better!

Yeah we're officially back in bizzness baby! Ok, well not super-officially. My motherboard is fixed, but my plug is still a problem. I get to get a free replacement so now I just have to very conservative with battery use and not jiggle the plug around much until it comes in.


Just got back from Best Buy picking up my little friend. I missed her terribly!

She feels comfortable, much like your favorite worn in sweater or sweat pants.

I have many,many, many,many blog post itching to get out in get into cyber-space.


I have dozens and dozens of cute adorable and yummy (yes yummy) pictures to post.


But I also have tons of work to catch up on (eww have I mentioned my job really sucks donkey balls?! I am seriously foreseeing a resignation letter very soon. But I just sent off a few firey emails so maybe a firing before I get chance to say "kiss my....")


Thanks for being patient and not leaving me!!!!!

Look forward to new post soon!!!

Back to school blues UPDATED

Like a lot of the kids in America right now I was very sad to see the kids go back to school. I lost my nanny's! For the entire summer my little sisters have come over to hang out during the day AND to entertain Phoenix.

It was so easy to get stuff done, but now school has gone back and we are once again on our own.
To make matters worse two more teeth are coming in and unlike other times this has been HELL!!

Yesterday Phoenix was so cranky, whiny, and snotty that I accomplished ZILCH! All he wanted to do was cry all day long. He didn't want to eat, he didn't want to play. His butt was red and raw so he didn't want to be carried on my hip. It was pure exhaustion!

Finally after the second forced nap he woke up and was in a good mood playing with his ball popper toy and then I opened the front door and he started screaming because he wanted to go out! I just couldn't go out then because it was like a 100 degrees, so it took me a good 30 minutes to settle him down again. The only thing that would settle him was this (AND OF COURSE NOT IN PINK.LOL)

That was my Saturday,Sunday and Monday basically. Now he's sleeping and seems to be in a better mood, so we'll see how things go.

I also had to play nurse on Sunday to the other boy.

My parents live in this huge house up in the mountains and my brothers have finally gotten the dirt bikes they have always wanted. Of course every Sunday we are up on the mountain for dinner and Shawn, my brother-in-law, the brothers, and my Dad are out scouting for new trails and building ramps and all kinds of dangerous things!

This Sunday the guys were being all 007. Come to find out they had found some trail to go biking on that actually had a sign that said "Beware of Wilderness" (yeah did I mention there have been bear sightings near their house?!) and had been gone for awhile and when they came back my husband and thrown off of the bike and his back was all beat up! He says if he hadn't been wearing a helmet he surely would have cracked his skull open!

I had to pour peroxide all over his back and hands! I felt so bad for him because he was on the bathroom floor screaming into a towel!

And don't be fooled by these pictures. This was after bandages and peroxide! It was horrid!

And do you know that he got up and talked about how he couldn't wait to do it again?!

All I asked was if the life insurance policy was up to date.....

UPDATED: PICTURES WITH THE BANDAGES OFF