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Sep. 4th, 2007 11:50 amBabe's sick, the poor thing. He had a fever all day yesterday, and then he woke up at just after six this morning and promptly threw up three times on the floor. I am just so glad he had water in his stomach! Beyond the fact that it isn't as gross to clean up, it also meant he didn't have dry heaves. I don't want him to experience that joy for a long, long while, if ever.
Nice thing is, he's not unpleasant when sick. A little cuddlier than usual (Geoff spent most of yesterday cuddled up with him in front of the tv), a little needier than usual, a little whinier than usual, but really, he's a very nice sick boy. He must take after his dad for that.
Otherwise, things are going along just fine over here. I've got at least one PIF gift done, though it's not ready to send out yet. This weekend saw the family room get nice and tidy and all the laundry done (before Babe barfed) and pumpkin pie made. I even worked on my clone! Perhaps today will see the end of that project. I can hope. My arm is still a litle sore from stuffing it, and I've still got to fill in my waist through hips. Today I'll use that massive, massive zucchini for a couple of loaves of bread. Yum. At least I can eat zucchini bread without any problem!
So, yeah, that's all.
Hope this week is starting off well for everyone else!
Nice thing is, he's not unpleasant when sick. A little cuddlier than usual (Geoff spent most of yesterday cuddled up with him in front of the tv), a little needier than usual, a little whinier than usual, but really, he's a very nice sick boy. He must take after his dad for that.
In other news, I'm planning a trip out to my parents this Christmas. I didn't say I'd never again travel at Christmastime, did I? I did? Oh. Well... Thing is, assuming the house passes inspection (tomorrow), they'll be closing in the beginning of November. That'll give them enough time to move in and get a few of the bigger jobs done before Christmastime. And my mum wants me to come. And I want to get back out there. And it's going to be for a month.
That's a long time for Babe to be away from home, but since Geoff will be coming for 2-3 weeks, I think that will ease the homesickness a bit. And he really likes Nana and Papa. And he'll have his own little hidey-hole to play in at their new place... someplace where it won't be "Don't touch!" this or that. And the house is big enough (and a single family house) so that he can play with the doors without annoying my dad too much. At least my dad won't be annoyed for the same reasons (he'll be annoyed by the occasional slam, but not by the knowledge that other people might be annoyed by the occasional slam, like in their current building). And the house is big enough that he'll have his own room, and Geoff and I will have our own.
And my mum has agreed (with enthusiasm) to taking care of Babe for three days while Geoff and I go on a mini honeymoon/anniversary trip. Even if it's just to a motel on the outskirts of town, three days away, by ourselves, seems like the lap of luxury.
I feel kind of bad that I'm so willing to flout my own rules about traveling when it's to visit my parents, but I'm incredibly reluctant to break them for trips to Colorado to visit Geoff's family. It's not that I don't like Geoff's family, because I do! They're awesome. Not to mention that I would love to see my sister, who's out that way as well. I just happen to be violently allergic to Colorado, and it seems to get worse every trip out there. And that last trip was so very miserable...
Anyway, I'm trying to convince Geoff to come out for more than just two weeks. He has months of comp time accrued, even before he stopped turning in his time sheets. He hasn't even touched his yearly vacation allowance yet (and I'm saying that he's never, since he started working there, touched his vacation time, which is stupid, because the vacation time expires, while the comp time doesn't). He so desperately needs to unwind. He is so completelystupid about loyal to his work that he can't imagine taking more than that off.
He says that he needs a bit of alone time, and that's fine, but... I know that he's not going to take alone time. He's going to work. I wouldn't mind if he took three weeks off work and spent only two of them with us. I know very well how valuable alone time is. I also know that I can't expect him to take more than three weeks off of work without experiencing the DTs. But he so desperately needs the time off...
But whatever. We'll find a compromise, I'm sure.
That's a long time for Babe to be away from home, but since Geoff will be coming for 2-3 weeks, I think that will ease the homesickness a bit. And he really likes Nana and Papa. And he'll have his own little hidey-hole to play in at their new place... someplace where it won't be "Don't touch!" this or that. And the house is big enough (and a single family house) so that he can play with the doors without annoying my dad too much. At least my dad won't be annoyed for the same reasons (he'll be annoyed by the occasional slam, but not by the knowledge that other people might be annoyed by the occasional slam, like in their current building). And the house is big enough that he'll have his own room, and Geoff and I will have our own.
And my mum has agreed (with enthusiasm) to taking care of Babe for three days while Geoff and I go on a mini honeymoon/anniversary trip. Even if it's just to a motel on the outskirts of town, three days away, by ourselves, seems like the lap of luxury.
I feel kind of bad that I'm so willing to flout my own rules about traveling when it's to visit my parents, but I'm incredibly reluctant to break them for trips to Colorado to visit Geoff's family. It's not that I don't like Geoff's family, because I do! They're awesome. Not to mention that I would love to see my sister, who's out that way as well. I just happen to be violently allergic to Colorado, and it seems to get worse every trip out there. And that last trip was so very miserable...
Anyway, I'm trying to convince Geoff to come out for more than just two weeks. He has months of comp time accrued, even before he stopped turning in his time sheets. He hasn't even touched his yearly vacation allowance yet (and I'm saying that he's never, since he started working there, touched his vacation time, which is stupid, because the vacation time expires, while the comp time doesn't). He so desperately needs to unwind. He is so completely
He says that he needs a bit of alone time, and that's fine, but... I know that he's not going to take alone time. He's going to work. I wouldn't mind if he took three weeks off work and spent only two of them with us. I know very well how valuable alone time is. I also know that I can't expect him to take more than three weeks off of work without experiencing the DTs. But he so desperately needs the time off...
But whatever. We'll find a compromise, I'm sure.
Otherwise, things are going along just fine over here. I've got at least one PIF gift done, though it's not ready to send out yet. This weekend saw the family room get nice and tidy and all the laundry done (before Babe barfed) and pumpkin pie made. I even worked on my clone! Perhaps today will see the end of that project. I can hope. My arm is still a litle sore from stuffing it, and I've still got to fill in my waist through hips. Today I'll use that massive, massive zucchini for a couple of loaves of bread. Yum. At least I can eat zucchini bread without any problem!
So, yeah, that's all.
Hope this week is starting off well for everyone else!
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Date: 2007-09-05 01:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 01:52 am (UTC)Going out my parents' way always rejuvenates me, and the prospect of booking a mini-vacation (booking it so that we'll actually take it, instead of just letting time pass and going 'oops, another opportunity wasted!') is enthralling.
Unfortunately, the company he works at is cash poor. They still owe Geoff (and others) business expenses (not paltry sums, either) from last year. *grumbles* The thing about the vacation time is almost a joke, though, because Geoff does have literally months of time off coming to him, but never really gets (or takes) the chance to use it.