I Haven't Done This Sort of Thing in a While

Right... Important Stuff

I mentioned our trip to the city and the reason for the appointment, B's eye, and then never said how it went. I'll be perfectly honest, I felt it was a complete waste of time. We went in the night before to avoid bad weather that didn't actually happen and we spent $100 on a hotel room. Our appointment was all of maybe 15 minutes and she was barely looked at. He seems satisfied that she is seeing well and thinks the droop will become less obvious as she gets older. I hope this is all true but is difficult for me to believe that he can determine this with minimal examination.

When complaining to someone else about this they pointed out that her doctor is a specialist and he likely doesn't need to do such a thorough examination in subsequent visits because he can see improvement just by looking and without measuring or using any instruments. Perhaps this is true but I would appreciate it if he spent a little more time, just to humor me and make me feel like it was worth a two hour drive and the cost of a hotel room.

He also said he'd see us "one more time" in six months. Maybe I was reading too much into his tone but it sounded like he thought it would be a waste of time, but he'd look at her again anyway. All I could think was, Dude, if you think it's a waste of time don't waste our time by getting us to come.

I should be happy right? Happy that he thinks it's really nothing, barely worth his time. I just feel like I need a bit more reassurance that everything is indeed okay. I might not get that in six months but I really hope to.

Thank You Notes

I don't know if I've mentioned how much I love Jimmy Fallon before. I do. I love him. He had me at the first sketch he giggled through on SNL. I loved him in 'Fever Pitch' when Drew Barrymore's character wakes up from her flu induced coma to see him brushing her dogs teeth. So it's not a surprise that I enjoy his talk show also. One of my favorite bits that he does is 'thank you notes'. Here is a sample.



So lately I've been coming up with a few of my own...

Thank you to the makers of cheap garbage bags because there is nothing I look for more in a garbage bag than one which rips open when you are taking it to the dumpster leaking various garbagy debris on me, my clothes and or my property.

Thank you preschool for having my child do crafts with sequins stuck to glue, except there is never enough glue so those damn sequins get everywhere, the road, the car, the backpack, MY HOUSE. Don't you know that they are a chocking hazzard!? (I still love you preschool!)

Thank you people who hang 'Truck Nuts' on your vehicles for confirming that you really are the douche bags that I suspected you to be.



Thank you facebook for helping me to reconnect with so many people that I never really knew in the first place but for some reason they've decided that we should be 'facebook friends'.

Thank you guilty conscious for not allowing me to reject people on facebook who I recognize but never knew then and don't really want to know now.

That's all I've got for now. Feel free to leave yours in the comments.

Long Overdue (as usual)

It's me. Remember me? I've been wanting to write. Really. I have. And I've been wanting to comment but I'm really behind. Now I'm just going to write a lengthly, photo filled post instead of several more focused posts.

The Olympics are over. Thank goodness. I have my life back. Oh, and I'm sorry about the closing ceremonies. Pitiful, just pitiful.

Other than that, life has been crazy lately. Have you heard of the Doodlebops? They are the stars of a Canadian kids television show. I found out that they were coming to our city and although Miss A hasn't watched the show in some time I was certain she'd enjoy going. I was not wrong. Here is some photo evidence of the fun.





Isn't it hilarious how crazed she looks here. I LOVE this photo.





Then we traveled into the city for B's eye appointment. We decided we'd better go in the night before to hopefully avoid the freezing rain forecasted when had planned to travel. By the time we decided to go it was pretty late. B slept most of the way and then when we arrived at the hotel she was all NEW PLACE, NOT TIRED despite the fact that Peter and I were very tired indeed.

Note the time on the clock.



She eventually did go to sleep and we all had a relatively good, albeit not at all long enough, sleep. We took B to the pool which was perfect for kids. I felt a twinge of guilt that Miss A was not with us to enjoy. (We plan to take her there in the future.) I marveled at the difference between B and Miss A, pool wise. I am used to A's reckless abandon. How she runs and jumps and gives me fifty heart attacks when we are near/in water. B is excited, yet cautious. She climbs the ladder, carefully sits down and then wiggles down the slide. She hits the water and looks mildly annoyed. She dragged me along to the bigger slides which we only went down a couple of times. Miss A wouldn't go back to the little slides after experiencing the bigger better ones. It's interesting.

I was able to do some shopping for the girls at Old Navy, which I can't do here, so that was nice. I bought them the cutest navy and white gingham dresses. I also bought myself a new bathing suit. Another item which is difficult to buy here. It's actually a mastectomy suit which sounds weird but it turns out it is excellent for me and my need of extreme support. I'm hoping the streamline design is going to help me swim faster and beat my time at the next mini triathlon!

We also were able to briefly get together with an old friend of mine. Due to distance, kids and life we haven't seen each other in a long time. Yet, it always feels like home when I'm with her.

Wow. I've been working on this post for a week. I'm just going to post it and move on.