Interstellar Adventures

January 9, 2008

Ambigous Title Here

Filed under: Adventures,Elle & Zed,Family & Friends,Interstellar Casa,It's Me, Lass — by InterstellarLass @ 3:01 pm

I get so tired of trying to come up with a catchy title, and more often than not, they suck. Like when I used to have to do last minute copy-writing for these travel emails I used to send for an old employer. No more than 25 characters, but I had to promote at least 2 travel packages and be cute and snappy. Cute and snappy are not two adjectives I choose to describe me.

Zed got braces last week. It was bad enough that he was starting to get that ‘hey you’ve got something on your upper lip oops not really it’s just darkening peach fuzz’ thing going on, and that he has been coughing, clearing his throat, squeaking, sounding hoarse and all that stuff that happens when boys’ voices change. But now. With the braces, he looks like a Genuine Teenager. And he is only a mere 5 months away from turning 13. Where’s my rewind button? He can’t possibly have just suddenly grown up. I must have missed something in between when he started kindergarden and last week. I’ve actually started having those anxiety pangs of ‘omigosh he’s actually going to be leaving me in just a few short years’. I’m hugging him too much, telling him I love him constantly, and looking at him and getting stupid grins on my face that embarass him.*sigh* My baby. I think it must only hurt worse from here on out rather than get better with time.

My other baby is getting a palate expander tomorrow. Whereas Zed has plenty of space between his teeth, Elle has a small, crowded mouth. Funny, she talks so much! So for the next ten months I get to use this little tool to turn her expander to give her a bigger mouth. Our orthodontist is making out like a bandit on us right now! Thank goodness for Health Flex Plans.

Also, I’m giving this whole running thing another go. In my right sidebar I’ve got a little RSS feed setup for easy access. Because I know you want to spend your whole day with me.

Pop’s arm is doing better. He’s got a brace on his arm and a new hospital bed so he can get in and out by himself and doesn’t have to sleep in his chair anymore, and no less than 3 nurses that come visit him once or twice a week each. And they all have to check his bloodpressure and take his temperature every time they come see him. Why for a broken arm, I don’t know. He’s slightly resistant just because he’s so old and stubborn, but we have seen a dramatic improvement in his walking strength and balance, so it seems to be working.

Nick is having fun being Pop’s nurse and the Housekeeper. Hey! I just realized, I’m having an affair with my Housekeeper. How thrilling! I just hope he’s not getting addicted to soaps! And that he doesn’t look in my bottom drawer. 😉

3 Comments »

  1. I had to stop hiding things in my bottom drawer when 10 was around three years old and came down carrying a “missle” AND we had company. Good times.

    Comment by usedtobeme — January 9, 2008 @ 3:09 pm |Reply

  2. Way to go on the running!

    I’m not going to run (I NEVER run.) But, I’m really considering doing a 30 mile walk/2 day for MS this year. My mom has MS, and it’s one of the few things I can do to really let her know I’m thinking about her… I just need to figure out how to train my sedentary self, but I have a few months to figure it out.

    Comment by Jen — January 9, 2008 @ 5:31 pm |Reply

  3. Ha!! I love the bottom drawer secret surprise stash. I wish my housekeeper would peek in there.

    Glad pop’s doing well!

    Comment by carnealian — January 10, 2008 @ 5:10 pm |Reply


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