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The coming of the Apocolypse has been foretold.

It's true. Ian and BB got along yesterday! They actually laughed and traded a few jokes. I couldn't believe my eyes/ears. I thought for sure locusts would start falling from the sky. I did see a termite, does that count?

I took BB and Molly to see B&Js new baby - too cute! I got to hold the baby, and Molly was soooo jealous!!! She kept grabbing my skirt (which is now a bit loose) so I had to hold the baby with one hand and my skirt with the other! Then, she kept crawling under my skirt to play peek-a-boo!

Oh, and not to make you jealous or anything (well, actually, that's exactly what I'm trying to do), we are leaving for Disney/Universal in 23 days!!!

Down with the Sickness*

*Disturbed

Well, Molly-Moo has been sick for a week now. Last Friday (May 9) she had a runny nose, which is still ongoing. However, last Tuesday (May 13) she started with a fever, which is still ongoing. I took her to the Pediatrician on Thursday and he said it was a virus, but I'm concerned she's had a fever for almost 7 days now. I'm pretty sure that's too long for her to be mainlining Tylenol and Motrin. The sad part is that yesterday she was crying and she brought me the bottle of Tylenol (which was a wake-up call b/c I didn't realize she could reach that high!). I stayed home 2 days with her last week and J is home with her today. Waiting on call from Pediatrician as to what to do next.

Oh, and we found termites in BB's bedroom. The pest guy came and said it was early and they were looking for somewhere to hang out, so they sprayed and told us to get rid of our ferns as they create a nice place for them to start into the house. So, we cut out the ferns and since the chainsaw was out J also cut down a few bushes that had lately turned into trees. Yesterday I planted the front garden (where the tree/bush used to be) and while it looks a bit sad now I think once everything "roots" it will be good! It's weird to drive up and see the front of the house instead of that fugly bush.

Earlier this week:
BB: I can't wait to have a boyfriend.
Me: Boyfriends are a pain in the butt.
BB: Boyfriends are a pain in the cute (pronounced key-UTE)!!!

Kenellie commented that all my kids have flat butts except Molly, who's still in a diaper. My reply - That's her "ba-diaper-donk"!!!

School is out in two weeks -Yay! Please say a prayer for Ian as he is struggling and if he can't come out of it he's gonna have a crappy summer.

May days.

What an awesome Birthday/Mother's Day weekend! My family really made me feel special all weekend. I was showered with love and AWESOME gifts (and food) all weekend. I cannot thank everyone enough for the thoughtful and extravagant gifts. And what a surprise to see H1 and SIL(H) sitting at the table on Friday night - you Houston Herricks are sneaky, sneaky.

Happy Mother's Day!!!

Thanks for being such a great mom and friend!!!

I LOVE YOU!!!!

30 Rock*

*One of my favorite TV shows and my girl-crush Tina Fey.

Well, this morning I finally hit the 30 lb mark!!! Yay! Woo-hoo!! Now, for the 15 more I want to lose by vacation - going to be hard but I think I can get close....I haven't been able to find a "mayo bitch" for this weekend so we'll see how it goes. I guess 10 lbs in 5 weeks is doable.

J is getting his tattoo finished tonight. We were talking about it last night and I told him if I can get Molly-moo to sleep maybe Ian can babysit and I can stop by and hang out while he's getting inked. BB pipes in that she wants to go too. I told her she can't go because kids aren't allowed in tattoo parlors. She counters that with "there are kids in there on Miami Ink". I told her that's a TV show and so their rules are different. Her reply? "It's still a tattoo parlor. Get your details straight!"

How new is new?

Well, today is the one-year anniversary of my new job. If it's been a year, is it still my "new" job? Considering I was with my last employer for almost 14 years, I would say this one is still new. I still miss my co-workers, especially my diet buddies.

Which segues into my diet progress....I had gained back one pound and was very upset with myself but I am happy to say that I'm back on track and that pound is gone. I'd still like to lose 15 by vacation (38 days - but who's counting?), but not sure if that's possible, especially with all the food events planned for this weekend. I'm gonna need some help, so at every meal I'm at this weekend, I need a designated "mayo bitch" to spread mayonnaise over everything on my plate when I'm not looking. Or, maybe just waft an open jar under my nose. I'll be so disgusted I won't be able to eat!!! Ugh, just thinking about it is making me cringe. Yuck.

It's a beautiful day...Don't let it get away!*

*U2, "Beautiful Day"

Oh. My. God. If you could see my face right now. Want to know what it looks like? Look in the dictionary under "red". Or look at a crawfish, or a tomato, or...you get my point. The bridge of my nose hurts when I smile. But you know what? It was wonderful!!! JazzFest was awesome! The weather was beautiful. We walked around for miles, listened to great music, shopped, ate, spent time alone and hung out with friends. We caught Santana, The Neville Brothers, Amanda Shaw, and tons of other acts that I can't name. We are so totally doing it again next year! The only thing I didn't see that I did look for was the "jazz nest".

Of course, my diet has gone to shit. There was so much wonderful foot at Jazz Fest - crawfish bread anyone? And hurricanes, and Louisiana strawberry shortcake, and (oddly enough) gyros. And yes, I brought some crawfish bread for lunch today because it is so awesome. Saturday J picked a gazillion blackberries at work and made pancakes on Sun morning - yummy! This losing 15 lbs by vacation is not going well. My birthday is Sunday (yes, Mother's Day) so I'm finding it hard to believe I will be dieting that day. BUT, I don't want that 15 lbs I want to lose turn into 16 or 17, so I guess I need to channel my inner diet nazi. Tomorrow.

Popularity is overrated.

I know I've talked about my extreme shyness before. Which, when I think about it, makes no sense that I have a blog. Hmmm...Anyhoo, we all know I'm more the "few close friends" than the "lots of social friends" type, and that my last best (non-family) friend left before the hurricane. Geez, that's 3 years. You also know J and I are not going to our 20-year high school reunion because I dread seeing all those people that I haven't kept in contact with even though he wants to go (thanks babe!).

Here's the thing. Someone from my past has contacted me. So far, I have only replied with "Hi, yes I remember you, I married that guy I was dating when I knew you, how are you?". I feel like I should start communication with this person, but something inside me keeps stopping me. What if they're weird/emotionally needy/stalker? OMG, who thinks that? Freakin' internet, giving people ways to contact ANYBODY.

OK, I have a husband who works more than full time, and a 14,7,and 1 year old, and a full time job. I moan that I miss my girlfriends, but do I really have time if they were still here? I talk to some of the moms at birthday partys, but that's no way to maintain a friendship (although I don't really see one developing past casual aquaintance). So why am I so freaked out about a new (old) friend? I'm not on myspace, classmates.com, or any of those sites, I guess because I'm scared of running into someone I know? Is that a normal reaction? Do I need medical intervention?

Would a normal person be stressing out about this?

Weighty Issues and Future Fun

Well, someone at work asked me if I was losing weight!!! Yay - that made me feel pretty good. Then she cornered me twice to see how I was doing it. I'm still stuck at the 28 mark, but basically back on track with a few slips so hopefully it will start moving along again. I'm sure the margaritas last night didn't help!!!

Tomorrow we go to Jazz Fest - can't wait, can't wait, can't wait!!! Thanks again to Chiamom for watching the kids - they'd be miserable out there, which would translate into J and I being miserable too.

H2 and H2GF took the kids to chinese buffet Thurs night. Ian opened his fortune cookie, read the fortune and said he always gets stupid fortunes, why can't he get a fortune that says "you're going to get lucky tonight"? Oh, the hormones!!!! hahaha!