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Showing posts from January 3, 2010

Time to Buy

I'm thinking it's about time I purchase some snow boots and maybe an ice/snow scraper. Then again, I haven't owned boots since middle school and if it wasn't for iTunes organizing their siege of the music world I'd have a few CD cases to run through. (Like you haven't ever used a CD case to scrape the ice from your windshield. Like I'm the only one who has ever done that. Right.) (iTunes... you know, because everyone downloads now and nobody purchases actual CDs. That's why you can only get Barbara Streisand's Greatest Hits and Disney Now at WalMart.)

These are the Memories

Such a special moment, cuddling with Dotter, watching really bad acting - some movie about a thirteen year old boy that finds out he's a mermaid. Uh, mer-Man... and Dotter looks over, sweetly pats my stomach and says, "you still look pregnant mom" before turning her attention back to Gill Boy.

Turtle Collar

My baby has a Turtle Collar. Not really, but that's what I thought was said. It's actually called "Torticollis," which also reminds me of tortellini, but this has nothing to do with cooking.

Cletus the Used-to-be-Fetus is almost four months old. He was born with a perfectly round head. Everyone said so. Everyone. The doctor that delivered him, the nurses that checked on him, the dietary technician that brought me my gourmet I-never-want-to-leave-this-hospital-ever food. His head was like a perfectly formed grapefruit! That is, assuming grapefruits are round when perfectly formed. I'll have to look that up. Anyway, you get my point.

Big V noticed the bulging first. As Cletus grew his head just seemed, off. I passed it off as the crazy cowlics in his hair made his head seem a bit off kilter. V mentioned he only looks to one side, but that was because he likes to look at his mommy. Then V noticed there was a bump forming over one eyebrow. Boy, was V picky! But then …