Whenever you think stuff is caught up and under control you get thrown a couple dozen curve balls. And a few chickens just to throw you off. (No, we didn’t get chickens. But imagine if someone was hurling a dozen baseballs AND a few chickens at you. That’s kind of how I feel lately.) Last Sunday Creamie wasn’t feeling well, by Tuesday morning she was much better, and then Wednesday health in our house took a nosedive. And we are still hanging out there, skimming the ocean, trying not to plunge into the sea and drown. OK, I’m probably being dramatic. Kind of. But Creamie hasn’t been well since Tuesday afternoon, with various completely unrelated things, which when they combine equal a horrid storm of snot and yucky coughs that prevent everyone in our house from sleeping. Blerg.*
Top row: Spring is here. (I think part of this nastiness is allergies for her. Which is why I hate spring and am obsessively in love with winter. Winter I start missing you the first time I see a teensy hint of green anywhere.) I am deep cleaning my whole house. She is riding her bike around the kitchen in only underwear because she changed her name to Tarzan (and Tarzan doesn’t wear clothes). And she is really into toast as a midnight snack lately.
Second Row: When she first got sick all she wanted was to snuggle with her daddy at night. I took out my own stitches. I am a DIY’er like that. My finger is getting much better, but I am still not typing with it or playing the piano. I got a new vintage book in the mail. Dorothy Grider is my favorite illustrator. And Creamie has been working at her new office with her new cardboard and sharpie computer.
Third Row: We got some snow. It stayed for two days. She was too sick to get off the couch and we missed it all. We made butter! (more on that tomorrow). She is taking care of her sick babydolls and rocking them and getting them juice and applesauce a lot.
Last Row: Mama Flashback: Her tiny little person at 11 months old pushing the cart at Costco, all by herself. Creamie’s nailpolish of choice. She is currently painted a different color on each hand and foot. Pink and brown on her toes and black and clear on her fingers. Her choice. Still sick. She had a coughing attack today that scared her so bad because she couldn’t breathe. She only sleeps with some serious medication. And still wakes up when it wears off around 4 or 4:30 am… and then up. for. the. day. So so gross.
And the last pic. I left my house this morning for the second time since last Sunday. It was kind of momentous. I’ll be back tomorrow with the story of how I came to make butter last week. It’s a good one.
*Blerg: adjective/expletive. It’s been getting a lot of use at my house this week.
P.S. Also, can I just tell you how much I love Big Huge Labs for letting me make all these mosaics for free? Love big huge labs. And I don’t care who knows it. Click on the pic to see it on flickr with a link to each individual photo and more info… if you are into more info and stuff.