My Black & Decker died

Not too long ago I wrote about my beloved Rowenta biting the dust. Since we have to be frugal these days I decided to replace it with a cheaper Black & Decker brand.

HA!

Last Sunday IT died on me. I had it sitting there for a while, so it automatically turned itself off, the way it's supposed to.
But when I went to resume my ironing, it wouldn't start back on again.
I tried every socket in the house; waited a few hours, tried again. Nothing. Completely DEAD.

I can't take it back to the store, the receipt has since expired, and I threw away the box and sent in the registration form.

Contacted the factory, letting them know how p*ssed off I was. Got an email back reciting verbatim the text of the pamphlet. Duh, I already read that!

So, being completely fed up with anything made in China, I decided to splurge and get me another Rowenta. Made in Germany. (Could honestly NOT find an iron made in the USA!!!!)

If all American companies would just make their products HERE, in the good old U.S. of A. many problems would be solved. We would get people back to their jobs, we would produce decent products again, and we wouldn't have to call a technician in bumf*ck India for help.

Ok, got that off my chest.

It's Monday.

Day off!

Yeeehawwww!!!!!!

I told Wheelie I was taking a spa day (meaning, staying in/on bed reading and generally just piddling around accomplishing nothing, drinking tea and noshing)

Of course I've already cleaned the bathroom, cleaned out that pesky little drawer in the bathroom where you keep your brushes and combs and stuff, and was disgustingly yucky.

I might even tackle a box of my son's band's memorabilia and put it in a better, plastic bin.
Some of the posters cannot fit in a bin, so I'll have to find a huge poster holder for those. Saving it all for prosperity.

Other than that, it's overcast, a little chilly, a little drizzly.
Wheelie is taking HIS day off by playing music (LOUD) and plans to watch three movies.

I've received a few books from that book swap club, and intend to take it easy and read.

So there!

:>)

SGMKJ!

old friends

Next to my computer lays a Christmas letter I received from an old friend of mine.
I keep sitting down to write her back, but for some reason or other, I haven't yet done it.

Instead the piece of paper is being used to scribble notes on when I'm on the phone, or just need to jot something down I need to remember.

But today I WILL write her back.

I met Jean back in the days when I volunteered for a local AIDS organization. I met tons of wonderful people there, from all walks of life, all ages, all denominations, color and size.

Jean at her ripe old age of 70 - something, was involved in a multitude of actions. She was thoroughly involved in several AIDS groups, she was a staunch supporter of abortion rights, and worked as a guide/counselor, and as escort for women trying to enter Clinics. This could be dangerous work sometimes, but this tiny redheaded, spreckled Irish lady was a force to be reckoned with.

We continued sending each other Christmas and Birthday cards over the years. When we came back to Georgia however, she was no longer in Atlanta. She had endured many physical setbacks and decided to move back to here home, Chicago.

In the few years she has been there she has broken her hip, her shoulder, has been in and out of the hospital, moved from assisted living to now in a nursing home of sorts.

Always the optimist, she describes her joy of being home again, of being able to see the Chicago skyline from her window. Her grown children are in constant contact, but I gather she doesn't hear much from her old Atlanta 'friends'

Just makes me so sad. I mean, here you are, in the middle of so much activities, hundreds of people around you, never a dull moment.

Move away and POOF! All you friends disappear into thin air.

Although I am pretty much guilty of not keeping in touch either, at least I do write her once in a while.

I hope she is not too lonely up there. It doesn't sound so from her writing, always upbeat, laughing at herself, but still.

There are just a few people in this world who go about their business making a difference, without being on the front page, fading away as they get older, sick...forgotten.

She also had a wicked sense of humor:
Once in our little office, our volunteer manager (who was African American), Jean and I were organizing our desks. The manager mumbled: I need a little black box, at which Jean deadpanned: you already have one, dear!

Took me a while to 'get' that one.
:>)

SO.

Let's all remember a friend today. Write someone a hand written note (NO EMAIL)
Let them hear from you. Tell them they are on your mind, and that you appreciate them having made a difference in your life.

Jean sure did!

SGMKJ!

Don't worry, I'm here

There hasn't been much to write about the past few days. I guess that no news is good news.
(Sorry Jill, and by the way, tell Joey to get me that darn estimate!:>)

I have been taking a break from all the drama around me by simply ignoring it.
:>)

Right now, this minute, life is good. Boo has been a sweetie and learning new stuff at a breakneck pace.

We lined up all the Little People on the table tonight and she stared counting them. Did a pretty good job too. Then stood in front of us clapping and yelling: Yeahhhhh...I DIDIT!!!!
Making Wheelie clap too, which is hard, as he can't get his hands together if his life depended on it. Believe it or not, she counts up to thirteen!

I've been reading "Goodnight Moon" to her before bed the past few days.

SHE LOVES IT.

I have to read it at least three times. Tonight I stopped after once and gave her the book to 'read' in bed. She's still 'reading' out loud right now.

Thank god the weather is getting warmer, I just HATE the cold!
Hopefully I have enough oompf to go out and run around with her tomorrow and/or Sunday.

I downloaded TurboTax yesterday. Took me about 3 hours.
Apparently the guy who fixed my computer didn't put everything back on it, so the machine stubbornly told me I needed this program and that program. On top of that, it was the time of day when my whole system slows down (don't ask me why)

Of course I was in a hurry too, because daughter dear wanted to do her taxes, thinking she was getting back a zillion dollars (not!!). She owes the state some, but is still getting plenty back, as well as more rebate money, lucky duck.

We're still waiting on a few W-4's. I am hoping our refund will be enough to cover fixing the patio door.

So far I've had three guys come out. The first one brought me an estimate the next day. He suggested removing the entire door and posts, re caulking everything and putting new posts on, and perhaps a new door and sealing the whole shebang good.

The other two haven't called me or sent me their estimate.

But the solutions ran the gamut from an entire roof over my patio (NOT!!) to a new door with a synthetic encasing, taking the entire patio slab out and putting in a new one (lower) (NOT!!), to replacing or putting in different gutters and awnings. Whew....

I am also going to check out who else has a patio like we do, and see if they have any problems as well.
Most of my neighbors opted for sun rooms instead. The houses are so close together though, it would take all the natural light away.

We love our big windows! And our patio!

I hope we can get this fixed, with all the other little problems in this house I doubt if we could sell it easily.

Oh well, not our problem right now.

I showed Boo a few photo albums I have with pictures from when she was little *lol*
I showed her one of her father. She did not recognize him. Sad in a way, understandable, as she was so little when she saw him last, almost a year ago.

Last night (it was our day off) we finally got the chance to go to our neighborhood's potluck dinner. We hadn't been since we started babysitting.
It's always kinda cute to go, but...the food...arghhh....

Anyway, it got us out of the house for a few hours.

It's a far cry though from the activities we were used to in Lincoln's Dell Web community.
Where we had two pools, an entire health club, a restaurant, an entire building for activities from knitting to mah yong, to bridge playing, to square dancing, to pottery and stained glass classes, to singing and music making, and...a wonderful spa....ahhh those massages!!! There was also an 18 hole gold course, a boche ball (sp) field and a baseball field.

The community even had their own Red Hat Society chapter!

Oh well......

SGMKJ!

Prom night for the grown ups

Gosh, didn't the girls look pretty.
Didn't the fellows look smart.

I only had a few glimpses of the balls last night. After an entire day in front of the tube, alternating between the inauguration and Elmo/Barney I was pretty much tuckered out at 9pm.

But what a day it was.
Still cannot wrap my mind around the entire concept.
It was a miracle the day went so well, and everyone was so happy. I heard that there were NO unruly folks, not one arrest. Almost 2 million people, and they were all happy.
Must have been some shakti in D.C. yesterday.

Even sitting on my couch, sometimes with Boo on my lap, I could not stop my tears when Aretha sang. Or when YoYo and Itzak played. Or when Obama took the oath. Or during his speech.
I managed to sing along with the national anthem with Boo looking back at me smiling...wow, Oma knows that song!

Goosebumps!

Overall I felt a glimmer of hope. Not only for the country, the world, my for our own personal world. Kind of a 'starting-over-with-a-clean-slate' feeling. Like moving into a brand new house. A feeling of wanting to hang on to new stuff and eagerness to embrace the days ahead, the future.

This WAS a historic day. In so many different ways, for so many different people.

It was disappointing to me personally to hear the griping of a few 'friends', one of them bitching about the mess the events left behind, about how she couldn't run her errands because everything was closed and the traffic a big mess.
Well, kiddo. Sorry your side lost. But we could not afford to go on with the old status quo.
We need new blood.
Something completely different.

And we got it!

Things won't get better overnight, but in a few years we will look back and I am certain that everyone will agree that yesterday was the day our lives changed for the better, forever.

SGMKJ!

All of a sudden we're not a baby anymore

Boo boo came in this morning sporting a funky little pony tail.
All of a sudden she looked like a little girl, so different, so much more mature.
No more bottles, eats with a fork or a spoon, almost no binkies anymore.

We no longer shop in the 'baby' departments, she is now firmly established in the TODDLERS.
Size 3 top, size 2 bottom...she is slender and tall, like her mom.

Her vocabulary is improving by the hour. Has very close to perfect pitch when she sings.
Is being very affectionate towards her Opa, even going up to kiss him and saying: "I love you, Opa"

Sometimes I feel sad that she is no longer the little cuddly baby that would gurgle, burp, and sleep all day.

You really don't notice how fast they grow.
You really forget!!!

She's down for the night right now but not asleep. She's just calmly laying there in her new kitty pajamas, humming to herself.

Sometimes the miracles are right under your nose.

SGMKJ!

Films, Books and Jeopardy!

A few things stopped me in my tracks this afternoon, just little things that made me think of what and who and where we were back in the 60s and 70s.

While watching Jeopardy tonight I was able to get the correct question to the answer: who was killed in a freak accident in 1921 when her scarf caught in the wheel of a car?

It was Isadora Duncan.

One of my favorite films from 1968 starring Vanessa Redgrave.

Mind you, I was rather 'green' during my first years in America. Meeting Puri was an adventure in the absolute unknown and weird. On our first date we went and saw 2001 Space Odyssey. I mostly didn't understand much of the language, let alone the concept of the film, but hey!

After taking me to see Psycho on a second date, (we never finished watching, because it scared the bejezus out of me) we saw Isadora.

Although it was a pretty strange movie for me, )who was used to funny movies, and stuff like West Side Story and Sound of Music,) the acting and the story of this dancer were fascinating to me, I loved it! Something about Vanessa doing a pretty convincing job of portraying this person. The amazing stuff Isadora did in her life, her dance style, her character, the absolute tragic way she lost her children, and her own horrid death. I wish they had this film on DVD. I would love to see it again.


And Wheelie ordering and watching Jules & Jim the other day. Talk about a blast from the past!
Gawd, we were in a different world. Another movie Puri dragged me to see.

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A few weeks ago I found a really cool website where you can exchange books with others.

www.paperbackswap.com

Check it out, it's neat!

Wheelie handed me a few of HIS books to list. I didn't get around to list them until today.

Ever heard of Immanuel Velikovsky???

While writing down the contents of the books I realized that my man has come a long way.
He turned from an avant garde/pony tailed, bearded, pipe smoking, weed smoking, intellectual hippie into the conventional, quiet fellow he is today.

Perhaps he was basically a conventional person to begin with, but just got caught up in the Berkeley/Oakland maelstrom of the 1960s? Being in the record business?

He sure has met some interesting people in his day. Back when he worked at a local record store in Berkeley, one of his co-workers was a fellow named Phil Dick. Yes! The science fiction author of Blade Runner fame. Wheelie still has a small spiral notebook with a story typed by Phil. It's tucked away in our safe.

It made me wonder if he regrets ever marrying this straight (in more ways than one) Dutch girl, liberal as she is. I mean, I'm a far cry from the other women in his past, an even further cry from the kind of life he lived.

Strange how couples eventually adjust to each other, and become twins basically.

I guess we've both come a long way. So many roads have been taken, so many stories, so many people in and out of our lives.

So why is it that we're now stuck in a place we really don't want to be? We're both in a rut, some would say: it's your dharma, your lives are exactly the way they are supposed to be....but I wonder....

The book swap site has been fun for me. I've been able to get my hands on a bunch of old Richard Scarry books from the 1970s. In pretty much perfect condition. By getting rid of our own old books, we can build up a library for Boo.

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The claim adjuster from my insurance company stopped by today and took pictures, told us to get a few estimates, and see where it would take us. Our deductible is $1000.
I'm hoping it will cost less than that, geesh.
But the one contractor who came by didn't see a huge amount of trouble. Two more to go, and we'll see how much it's gonna cost.
Perhaps is isn't as bad as we thought.

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Boo is learning the words of the Elmo song and the I Love You/Barnie song. Every day she remembers more words, it's amazing!
I got her a bunch of Sesame Street little toys on eBay, and threw them in a box, for her to discover. She was delighted and played with them all day long!

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It's bloody cold outside. WAY too cold for Georgia!

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr


SGMKJ!

Call the insurance company dummy!

Nope, that ain't dirt, them are water stains

During the first year we lived here in this brand new house, we had a bad rain storm, which created a 15 foot wide river along the back of the house (we're built on fill) and rain coming into to living room through the patio door.
The carpets were sopping wet.
I dutifully dried the mess, called my builder, had a guy "fix the door" by hoisting up the threshold a little and caulking all around.

Four year later, my floor boards are stained and the paint is peeling off, and from the latest rain storms there is now a permanent wet spot on the wall.

I asked my buddies on my local chat site if they knew of any good local contractors.

One lady suggested I call my insurance company, she thought it sounded like something my insurance should cover.

DUH!!!!!!

Why didn't I think of that????

So it took most of my morning to get to the correct person who took my information, told me to make pictures and sit tight for an adjuster to make an appointment to come and see whassup.

I've never in my life had to put in a claim for my house, so it was a new experience for me.

I've had to put in claims for car damage, but that was always relatively easy, and not something you'd forget about doing.

The fellow who built our house, and this little neighborhood, did a lousy job of putting these places together. Many people are complaining. To deaf ears, I might add.The guy is a true suddern redneck a**hole.
He is a local fellow who owns tons of property and built many homes here in Cartersville. It makes me giggle to watch this huge mansion he built stand idle for two years now, not being able to give it away, he's lowered the price,offers a low rate of financing too (3.99%) but no one is buying it.

A few of my neighbors have sued him. One person even made him buy the house back!

Our little group (homeowners association) made him even more pissy when we decided to tear down the heap of rocks that made a waterfall, and the little pond. It costs us $2000 a year to maintain that damn thing, and it was UGGGGLY.
So we spent $1500 to demolish the eyesore, and made it into a lawn.
He thought it was a terrific feature. We were afraid of the liability and the cost of repairs and maintenance. Kids would climb the rocks, whole families would come and make their family pictures. Never mind that if someone would fall and break their noggin, we would be responsible.

Anyway, so now we wait. Apparently there were a lot of claims in this area from the recent bad weather, but at least I feel good that someone shook my brains.

I took Boo to Walliemart to pick up Wheelie's drugs this morning, and afterwards I had her run amok through the neighborhood. She discovered our little kiddy corner with the slide and the swings. So we slid down a slide a few times, weeeeeeeee.....
Even though we're expecting a cold week, today is nice and sunny, and not cold at all.

I feel so sorry for our friends up north with their minus 0 temps...brrrrr....

Please stay warm y'all!!!

SGMKJ!

No more kidney stones!

Bugs got a clean bill of health from her urologist today.
Frankly, he doesn't understand how that tiny stone could have given her so much trouble.
Perhaps she just has a low pain tolerance??
Nah...she was in pain alright...for months!

I guess we'll just take it as good news. She sure was relieved.

As today was my (second) day off, she took Boo with her to the clinic. She is finally starting to understand how important my off days are.
Yesterday PH watched Boo, and they did well. They cleaned the house *lol*

So it seems that things are settling down a bit.

Whew!

There still is that brick in my stomach though, that feeling that, even though you can relax and sit back, there is that nagging sense that I need to tend to something important.
Know that feeling?
Like your body stands still but your feet are still running?

Yesterday I took a nice nap, only to wake up with an upset tummy and a huge headache.
Took me hours to get over that.
But, all in all we had a decent day.

This morning I took off by myself. I bought a slew of spring clothes for Boo. Little capris and the cutest little tops to go with it.
She is also going to need new jammies, but I am going to wait until it gets warmer at night.

That will take a trip north to the outlet mall....later....

Nothing much to report, my brain is switched on 'neutral' and I try not to think about stuff too much.

SGMKJ!

Sven, where are you?

Get your skates! We're going ice skating!

They are still making these and apparently USING them too. I hated these skates, you had to bind them to your shoes, and if you had lousy shoes, well.........
These short ones are mostly used by children.
There are also metal kiddie skates with two paralel blades, you can practically walk on those

This is the type I had to learn to skate on. No wonder I had bad ankles!!!

Now isn't this the quintessential Dutch picture?

For more snapshots and story from Holland go:

http://news.yahoo.com/nphotos/Dutch-take-skates/ss/events/wl/011009dutchskate

Also go to google.nl and plug in the word "schaatspret" then go look for the pictures which is the link: "afbeeldingen"

This bring back memories.

It hasn't been this cold for a long time.
I do recall skating on flooded tennis courts, local canals, small canals through the polders, and yes, also on our street, when it was covered with a few inches of ice!
At least you were safe there, couldn't fall through.

I don't envy the Dutch their cold weather, but I wish I could strap on my skates once again!

SGMKJ!

Coming up for air

Time flies, when you're having fun...or not...

The last few days flew by in a haze, I guess they were okay. Just busy, busy, busy.

Took the little one to Target a few days ago. As always I stopped by "her" department to see what new arrivals they had in toddler's clothing. I picked up a shirt, which she grabbed from my hands exclaiming:

"Ohhhhh....that is CUTE!!!!"

And proceeded to hold it up to her front to 'see' how it would look on her. She kept saying she thought it was cute, so, I had to buy it.

:>)

When we walked through the deli department I needed some Genoa salami, and started looking for the clerk. Without any prompting from me, she piped up:

"Oh Maaaannnnnn!!! Where are youuuuuu???"

He was delighted with her and gave her a slice of salami (WOW!!!! she said) Gawd, that was so funny!.

It seems that she has made a few leaps into speech improvement. It's amazing how she is already using short sentences. She is starting to sing along better as well, just TOOOO CUTE!!!

Today was our day off, except tonight the kids had a football party, and so Boo is here tonight until the game is over.

I took Wheelie out. They weather was great. Sunny, still very windy, but not cold.

I wanted to check out this huge thrift store in Marietta for books and stuff.
We were not disappointed. We came home with EIGHT Sesame Street videos, four nice books and a Fisher Price school bus! All for $10.00!!!
Me, the snob who doesn't DO thrift stores. HA!

On the way back we hit the local antique market, a large warehouse with tons of separate stalls/shoppes. It was enjoyable to just wander around in there, old 30s/40s music playing to get in the mood.
We didn't buy anything. I really don't NEED anything. I just got rid of some of my collections of teacups and saucers, blue/white plates, children's tea sets, my entire thimble collection...
We don't need any more "stuff"
But it was wonderful to go out and just look at stuff.

I've managed to list a few more CDs on eBay, and will list some more tonight. It kinda keeps the cash flow flowing for now. My first Social Security check will get here April 22nd! AT which time I hope to be able to get some health insurance going.

I apologize for not coming up with any of my "olden days" stories lately, my head just isn't tuned in to that at the moment.

But please come back and check, you never know when the urge will hit.

Until then, take care y'all and don't be a stranger.

SGMKJ!

Holy Cow! Over 40000 pictures???

Well, we got our computer back.
I'm not sure if that's a good thing.

ARGHHH

They reinstalled all "my" pictures. Which means that they installed every darn picture I ever downloaded, like eBay and catalogs...so I need to sit and delete everything I don't want and THEN I have to go and sort them all out again, putting them in folders.

This is NUTS.

Of course I lost all our bookmarks.
And everything looks different.

It's just too frustrating.

Another cool muggy dark day here.
Got my haircut this morning. Horrible job, my girl wasn't there. Oh well, it'll grow out again I guess.

Funny how difficult it is for me to go with the flow, every little change throws me into a tizzy.

The guy who fixed my computer's name is Joe Morelli. Which is kinda funny. If you've read Janet Evanovich's books you will know what I mean!!!
This Joe is in his 60s, has grey slicked greasy hair and a stubbly grey beard, wears a leather jacket and jeans, and has to be from Italian decent.
But he smokes, and the stink of smoke follows him all through my house, so I had to open the French doors here in the bedroom, and spray a liberal dose of Febreze.

They found tons and tons of XXXXX porn on the computer, probably through viruses (he said from eBay), hmmmm

Anyway.

It will be a quiet sort of a week after all. babysitting is relatively light, as she is working late a few days and on Thursday not until 4, so....not so bad...

So back I go, trying to find all the websites I had on my bookmarks. shouldn't be too bad I guess.
Only problem I am having is I cannot get into any of my hotmail. hmmm...

Time for some tea and Advil.

and thanks to those of you sending me encouraging words. I do appreciate you!!!

SGMKJ!

Sunday

Not having a decent computer, or computer access in this day and age is terribly frustrating.
On top of that, this particular machine has not been updated in four years, and some sites won't even let me in, like eBay, or hotmail, or dockwave.

There isn't enough space to install new versions of this and that, so this will just have to do for now.

Along with the sticky keyboard.

I am feeling rather frustrated overall. Especially with Bugs and her schedule.
I am probably just working myself up into a tizzy over it, so I've decided not to pounce on her, but will wait until we can sit down and being calm about it.

But I basically am starting to feel used. Whether that is fair or not. Considering what she has on her plate etc.
But, I am feeling more and more taken advantage of, and it isstarting to affect my health. Panick / anxiety attacks right there under the surface.

And second guessing myself: am I overreacting? Am I really just looking for an excuse not to babybit?
I can't help thinking back when I was all gung ho about moving Wheelie's mom out here and taking care of her. Well, THAT lasted about a year, and then I fell into a depression, and she ended up in a nursing home. I could not handle it, and I still feel the guilt.

Am I looking for excuses?
Am I afraid that when things get hairier with Wheelie I will cop out as well, put HIM in a nursing home?
Am I just one of those whimps who cannot follow through on a promise?

I've put out my dilemma to my caregiver's group, and all of them tell me that I should put my foot down, that there is just too much on my plate, that Bugs is depending too much on me.

Nice advice if I had the guts to act on it.

It's extremely hard to look at your child's face, hear the tears in her voice.

Have I enabled her this much, that she is not able to take care of stuff herself?

Is this of my own doing?

Am I a coward for just wanting to pack up and leave, letting everyone just fend for themselves?

This is all just too much.

Really.

I had better take my sad face off, and take a few deep breaths, they will be here in a few minutes.

Onward and upward.

SGMKJ!

time to dust off the old IMAC

I completely forgot we still had this blueberry IMAC sitting in the closet gathering dust.
Since Boo has been pounding the keyboard for the pasttwo years I didn't think it would work.
But
Here I am.
Our other puterwill be coming back on Monday.

So for now this will have to do.

Very strange.
This puterdoesn't recognize some of my passwords, and I can'topen eBay.
Yahoo is a little hinky too, so when Ihave some more time I will see if I can figure this out.

In the meantime, all is well.

Hope y'all are having a good weekend.

We'vegot rain

SGMKJ!

Puter on the blink

Wheelie is feeling better this morning. He got up and showered and got dressed and is currently catching up reading two days worth of newspapers.
He said he didn't sleep, but he certainly did every time I checked on him. He had to sit up to dangle his legs over the edge a few times, as they were "kicking" and he couldn't keep them still.

So I click on my computyer only to find it has died.
ARGHHH
Don't know when this will be fixed. I have a call in to one of the local computer guys.
In the meantime I am using one of tth computers at my library.

It's raining, and it's gloomy outside.
After this I am going to get Boo, so Bugs can get dressed and ready for work. She told me this morning that she passed four or so small kidney stones. She doesn't sound very happy.
She told me that she and PH looked over her resume last night. I guess the time has come to find another job.
(you think???)
We can only hope.

Her boss is making her come in at 11 (instead of noon) she thinks he is somehow trying to punish her for not coming to the Christmas and New Year's parties. What a moron.

ANyway, my time here is almost up, and I need to get my ass in gear.

SGMKJ!

And the beat goes on......

We slept until 8 this morning, Boo got us up by singing.
Wheelie wasn't feeling well. Like a few months ago, clammy, dizzy, weak.
So he went back to bed after trying to get dressed.

Bugs picked Boo up around 11, which was perfect.

Wheelie still in bed, but wanting to try and get up.
He stayed up for a few hours while he had some chicken soup and a few sips of green tea.

Then he felt lousy again, so back to bed he went.

At four I called the doctor. Offices closed.
We decided to not call 911, (well, HE did) and so he stayed in bed. I did manage to get some orange juice in him though for his low blood sugar.

I will call 911 tomorrow of things don't change.
Already called and prepared Bugs that she might have to make alternate plans for babysitting tomorrow.

I'm not sure how I feel about all this. I am basically going by his wishes, in the meantime watching him like a hawk.

Happy New Year

SGMKJ!