My laptop blew its mother board and it took a while to get a replacement... and I'm still waiting... for the time being I'm tipping very carefully, this THING I'm currently using assisted Noah with counting the animals as they boarded the ark. Soooo it's delicate very very delicate! If I bump it it goes off or hangs... I'm still waiting for the flames to start coming out!!!
Other than my LT dilemma, all is just about the same, Triston is still quite ill but getting better. And now I'm going to log off before this thing blows up...
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
Hell, what a day...
...I haven't slept in 24 hours! Triston is sick...very sick.
yesterday afternoon when he woke up from his nap he felt a bit warm, so I took his temperature and it was a bit high. I put him in a luke warm bath and let him play for a while. After a hour I took his temp again it dropped a bit but still was not normal. I kept a close eye on him for the rest of the day, he was a bit cranky but nothing more.
We put him to bed at his normal time and he slept with out a problem till about 11. THEN he woke up with a bang and a temp that was wayyyyy to high. I called the hospital who told me to give him a suppository and if his temp doesn't drop in an hour to take him to the emergency room.
Luckily it did drop some, but yet again still not back to normal. and for the rest of the night he slept for 45min segments!!!
I start work before the crack of dawn! Literally, I have to get up very early to be at work by 6 am. Soooooo, hell what a day, with all the public holidays coming up were swamped at work and I have to really keep my head to make sure no mistakes slip in... a very difficult task when you start seeing double out of pure fatigue!
And yet here a am wide awake and not able to fall asleep! While Triston is far away in la-la land...life is so unfair!
Saturday, March 31, 2007
What a month!
It's amazing how having a child ups your social status. I don't know what causes it, but since Tristons birth we suddenly have a lot of "things" to do!
We have not spent a single Saturday at home this month... the first weekend Triston had to attend a birthday party, the second we had to attend a kitchen tea, the third was a wedding and then finally this weekend we had to attend another birthday party! I'm worn out and need my sleep!!!
On top of all this activity Triston decides that now is a good time to get his molars!! So we have to be in a hundred different places with a cranky and very irritated toddler...
Sounds like a lot of fun right. I think we might have gone through a kg of biltong (beef jerky) in the last week... I refuse to use teething gels, so we just give him something hard like biltong or something cold like a ice lolly, to help him chew through the pain and if it gets really bad we give him some infant paracetamol.
If you have any other teething advice (well if anybody reads this) your advice will be Very Very welcome. 3 of the little buggers are trying to come out at the same time!!!!
This pick was yet again taken on his birthday (ignore the date I didn't know how to set it right) he cut 4 teeth in 2 weeks and nearly lived on ice lollies.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Who was Jesus?
Someone sent this e-mail to my mother, I thought it was hilarious! Take it with a light hart people and please no negative messages- IT'S A JOKE!
There were 3 good arguments that Jesus was Black:
1. He called everyone brother.
2. He liked gospel.
3. He couldn't get a fair trial.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Jewish:
1. He went into his father's business.
2. He lived at home until he was 33.
3. He was sure his mother was a virgin and his mother was sure he was God.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Italian:
1. He talked with his hands.
2. He had wine with his meals.
3. He used olive oil.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was a Californian:
1. He never cut his hair.
2. He walked around barefoot all the time.
3. He started a new religion.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was an American Indian:
1. He was at peace with nature.
2. He ate a lot of fish.
3. He talked about the Great Spirit.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments the Jesus was Irish:
1. He never got married.
2. He was always telling stories.
3. He loved green pastures.
But the most compelling evidence of all - 3 proofs that Jesus was a WOMAN:
1. He fed a crowd at a moment's notice when there was no food.
2. He kept trying to get a message across to a bunch of men who just didn't get it.
3. And even when he was dead, he had to get up because there was work to do.
AMEN!
There were 3 good arguments that Jesus was Black:
1. He called everyone brother.
2. He liked gospel.
3. He couldn't get a fair trial.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Jewish:
1. He went into his father's business.
2. He lived at home until he was 33.
3. He was sure his mother was a virgin and his mother was sure he was God.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Italian:
1. He talked with his hands.
2. He had wine with his meals.
3. He used olive oil.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was a Californian:
1. He never cut his hair.
2. He walked around barefoot all the time.
3. He started a new religion.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was an American Indian:
1. He was at peace with nature.
2. He ate a lot of fish.
3. He talked about the Great Spirit.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments the Jesus was Irish:
1. He never got married.
2. He was always telling stories.
3. He loved green pastures.
But the most compelling evidence of all - 3 proofs that Jesus was a WOMAN:
1. He fed a crowd at a moment's notice when there was no food.
2. He kept trying to get a message across to a bunch of men who just didn't get it.
3. And even when he was dead, he had to get up because there was work to do.
AMEN!
Monday, March 26, 2007
Sick as dogs?
I never could figure out the saying "sick as a dog"... but I think I get it now!
Triston and I both have a cold and thus both our noses are wet as a dogs. I guess I had to prepared myself for the illnesses as Triston is now attending PS, but I sort off forgot! I always read in magazines that children get up to 15 colds and flu's a year and counted myself lucky that in his long life of 15 months his only had the flu once, a cold once and the rota virus twice.
Well he also had chickenpox but for that one I was thank full, the older they get the worst it affects them. He had a grand total of 20 spots. The only bad part is that he got it right on his birthday and being a considered woman, I called all family and friends to worn them, soooo nearly no one came and those that came didn't bring there kids along, and I was stuck with the sick toddler on a sugar high!!
But that's enough complaining... well maybe not yet,
GOD I FEEL STUFFY!!!Getting my med's and going right to bed now....
This was taken on his birthday party. You wouldn't know he was sick! The way he stuffed the sweets in, poor baby!
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Cars, what would we do with out them?
About 6 months ago we bought a car, from a friend of the family! As you might guess this was a big mistake... 2 days after we got the #$%^& car the battery went, then the radiator, then the timing chain, then the alternator, the wipers stop working, the hooter didn't hoot and the window winder broke.
And every time something big brakes, my poor husband was driving to work on the highway, in the middle of one of the hottest summers I can remember, he had to sit on the side of the road no cafe in sight and wait for 2-4 hours. He was recently promoted too manager of his own branch... what a great time to get stuck on the highway!
Sooooo, for the last 6 months we have been fixing things on that car on a monthly basses and while every thing broke, they still try to steel it 3 times, the third time they did it in broad daylight in front of our flats, aaaand broke the ignition!
Service it to say, we hold no affection for the piece of scrap!!! But there is a light at the end of the tunnel we got ourselves a new car (well not NEW but BETTER). We have to go in tomorrow to sign the final papers and then we can drive off into the sunset... lets hope.
If this car brakes down on the highway, I have given my husband permission to through a match into the petrol tank!!
And every time something big brakes, my poor husband was driving to work on the highway, in the middle of one of the hottest summers I can remember, he had to sit on the side of the road no cafe in sight and wait for 2-4 hours. He was recently promoted too manager of his own branch... what a great time to get stuck on the highway!
Sooooo, for the last 6 months we have been fixing things on that car on a monthly basses and while every thing broke, they still try to steel it 3 times, the third time they did it in broad daylight in front of our flats, aaaand broke the ignition!
Service it to say, we hold no affection for the piece of scrap!!! But there is a light at the end of the tunnel we got ourselves a new car (well not NEW but BETTER). We have to go in tomorrow to sign the final papers and then we can drive off into the sunset... lets hope.
If this car brakes down on the highway, I have given my husband permission to through a match into the petrol tank!!
Monday, March 19, 2007
And we made it!
The first day at PS is over and done for. Triston had a ball and I nearly started chewing my nails!
If you have kids in PS you know that first day feeling... you prepare for the worst, the kicking, the screaming, the tears rolling down your face. But then along comes Triston, calm and collected as always, his new teacher, that his only met once for 5 min, opens her arm and he willingly flings himself from my arms in to her waiting embrace.
No "ta-ta mama"! nothing! he was more than willing to stay with her, I was no longer the center of his universe! Shit, even his daddy got a goodbye wave...
When time came to pick him up this afternoon I was, again, ready for the worst... that he didn't want to go home... but my little angel child saw his mommy and daddy and his little face lit up he gave us each a hug and sloppy kiss.
And thus all is right with the world again!
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