So while G was taking his turn doing homework upstairs with R the other evening, and I was rolling around on the living room floor gobbling up my hysterically laughing Boy, RS and YS were sitting at the dining room table working on their art projects du jour. RS came to the living room and [...]
Update to this post from earlier today (by the way, I forgot to mention that in addition to the other locations, the Boy ALSO threw up on the (brand new) shul carpet )
They didn’t start the MRI/A until after 12:00. Noon, like. This, of course, is because the appointment was at 9:00 AM. [...]
Happy Monday. If anyone has seen the second purple cup from my son’s nesting cup set, please let me know where it is. Oh wait, never mind, it was in the WRONG TOY BOX
So, here’s how Shabbos went at my house.
The Boy threw up about 7 or 8 times Friday night, some in [...]
[I started this post yesterday morning. It's all old news now.]
I cannot stop laughing. I just got off the phone with G. Here’s where we stand NOW on the MRI/MRA/Big Fat Special Machine/Sedation/Senior Radiologist question.
G received a phone call from the MRI director, or coordinator, or whatever she’s called, at our usual hospital. She told [...]
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(I posted a few hours ago, by the way – don’t miss it)
So R is supposed to have an MRI this month, you know, to check on the progress of those pesky narrowing arteries. You’d think that scheduling this would be not necessarily simple, because heck, nothing in health care is simple, but perhaps be [...]
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My mother forwarded me these pictures. They’d been forwarded to her and to many others; the following text preceded them:
“Norbert Rosing’s striking images of a wild polar bear coming upon tethered sled dogs in the wilds of Canada ’s Hudson Bay”
Enjoy.
Apparently the polar bear came back every day for a week to play with the dogs. That’s what the [...]
Yeah, I didn’t think so. Those are the headbands The Hunger Site Store (or The Animal Rescue Site Store, rather ) (you know, I liked the eyerolling icon from my last editor better) decided to send me. I do not need blue. I do not need red. I don’t think I even [...]
So at the shul Chanukah party yesterday, I was chatting with JM, and she told me she loves to read my blog. This makes sense, because JM is my friend, and more to the point, she’s been an indispensable part of my kids’ lives since we moved here, and she loves them like family (the [...]
R did not see Morah A. “I didn’t have a class with Morah A today,” she said, as soon as she walked in the door. And her face was not exactly glowing. In fact, she looked sooo unbelievably sad. But I think G and I were more sad. We should have called the school beforehand [...]
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Hey – that last post I wrote (put it up late last night – be sure not to miss it, as it contains important theological arguments) was my 100th post! Woohoo!! Who knew? This calls for celebration! Break out the trumpets and pass the diet Coke!
Speaking of celebrations, guess what? I’ve been invited to a ball. [...]
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