Spring Fever

It has been beautiful these past few days. Temperatures in the 60s, and today, it should be about 72 for the high. Needless to say, the kids can't think of any excuse that will keep us inside, except for right now, when I'm hoping that I can get Danny to take a short nap. We had a busy morning of looking for more rocks for our landscape. I love to raid the fields around here for those beautiful pieces of granite that have been cast aside by others. Why do people pay for this stuff????

I was also able to dig the compost and manure into my raised bed, and get a good start on the new area where I will attempt to plant tomatoes. Actually, I'm sure that I will plant them, it's whether or not they will produce there. We'll see! The early lettuce is planted in a container, and hopefully by the end of the day, the herbs will be planted in their respective pots as well.

Please, whoever might be unfortunate enough to encounter me at the end of the week, when it's 40-50 and raining, remind me about these great days.

A Trip to the Vet

It was annual check up day for our 10 year old yellow lab, Zubin. He has growths everywhere, hip dysplasia, and other maladies that I won't talk about. He's a really great guy, just getting old. We are at that point where we're deciding whether the recommendation for the "senior" vet exam every 6 months is really necessary...and should we really remove any more growths? The pre-op exam they are recommending is more than what they do for some people!!

At any rate, Dan came with us, of course. They were really accomodating. A coloring book, a little vet kit with a pet, and an extra trash bag for the toxic waste we created while we were there.

The pic above is Danny "helping" the pet breathe...by cutting it's ear off! God help us all.

Danny the Little Man

Today I took Danny out to lunch at Bob Evans, because Sarah had a field trip to a restaurant that he was really sad to miss. He is such a little man. He said please and thank you without prompting, sat nicely, ate his food, and peed in the potty. Why can't this be every day????

When we came home, he didn't want to take a nap. (I know, SSDD) He said "Nap not help me breeb" (breathe) "I do nap 5 minute. I can't do my homework. I don't want be late!" Poor guy. I'm certain that he has no clue what he's talking about, but he knows that being late is BAD! Wonder where he got that?

Spring Break sum-up

What a whirlwind of a week! Sarah is now back to school, so I feel like I can breathe again. It's so different having 2 kids home all day long...especially when it's raining and cold most days!

That said, we did have a great week. We did some really fun things. Of course, we made the obligatory trip to Chuck E. Cheese. What vacation would be complete without it? (And the stomach virus that follows about 24 hours afterward?) We did a few parks around the city in between rainstorms as well, and attended a birthday party for some good friends that have 4 kids and Sarah's dream house. (A giant room downstairs with a huge TV, art supplies, and dress up stuff that is completely out of sight of those upstairs)

The highlight was definitely our visit to Ohio Caverns. It's a privately held cavern that has some really amazing formations. The tour is an hour long, which was just about perfect for the kids. They do some history, some science, and leave some time for pictures and gawking. Sarah was completely taken with the experience, and this solidified her future career as an archaeologist...only now she wants to do it in caves. I would be SO excited if she actually chose that as a career!!!

Steve topped it off with an ER trip on Sunday night. He decided that it would be a good idea to cut a watermelon with my recently sharpened chef's knife after drinking some wine. He did okay cutting it, actually. Served it to all of us, had is plate ready, but it all went wrong when he tried to cut up ALL of the rinds to place them in the disposal. He sliced through the top of his finger lengthwise, through the fingernail, and to the bone. Thankfully, he only needed stitches.

Never a dull moment!

A Tour of the New Hospital

I have been saying for some time that I wanted to go check out the new Dublin Methodist Hospital....but not in the way I did over the last 24 hours. Last night, I started having some pretty nasty belly pain. Figuring that I ate too much, I just tried to let it go away. After 4 hours, it wasn't going anywhere, and I couldn't sleep, so I told Steve I needed to go to the ER. Oh, and did I mention that this is happening during the worst blizzard since 1978???

After a long night of drinking contrast, having CT scans, etc, I had a laparoscopic appendectomy this morning. And now, through the miracle of modern science, I am home already. I am certainly sore, and thankful for medicine that keeps me comfortable, but I am able to walk around without a problem.

The hospital was just beautiful, and there were only 2 patients in the ER, so I got right in, which was nice. If you're going to have an emergency, this was definitely the way to do it!!

Digging

This weekend's adventure was the Cleveland Museum of Natural History, thanks to Grandma and Poppa. What a great time! The kids were in awe of the dinosaurs. They only had one there when I was a kid, and now they have 3. A juvenile T. Rex, a brontosaurus (or something like that) and a triceratops. I think Sarah's favorite part was the gem and mineral gallery, so she will most likely follow in her mother's footsteps, much to Steve's dismay. My already too large rock collection will continue to grow. Danny loved the human body exhibition.

All this happened in spite of Danny hacking and coughing all over the place, and puking up everything he has eaten for days. He got a little dose of some very special medicine, and spent the day nearly coughless. Yeah!

Oh, and like an idiot, I forgot my camera at my parents' house.

Finally

As you may have noticed, I have been a bit lax with my postings. Danny has been sick much of the last month and a half. He is sick...again. Throwing up...again. Requiring albuterol nebulizers...again.

Somehow in the little two year old brain, he can't figure out that when he's sick AND tired, he really should sleep. Biology got the best of him this afternoon, thank God.