Since Saturday I've had this sore throat that I've tried to will away, but overnight the vile plague unleashed a torrent of snot that could not be denied.
I'm sick.
Hubby Nugget just took the Little Nugget to preschool, and here I lie, cup of hot tea in hand, buried under my snuggie and a pile of used kleenex.
Mrrr.
Would you like some cheese with my whine?
Updates are in order since I haven't posted for a month.
How bout them Chiefs? I'm blocking last week's game out of my memory...bring it up and I will deny it ever happened. I'm talking about the Playoffs! Woot! *must get over cold by Sunday!!!*
We're in the playoffs baby!!!
On other fronts...
Team Nugget embarked on a yet another campaign to potty train the oh so stubborn Little Nugget, necessitating my absence for a month. I was doing laundry and mopping the floors non.stop. I'm happy to report she is peeing in the potty now, not in her panties. Don't ask me about poo. Sigh.
OK, I'm going to go take some cold meds and lay down.
Nugget
Showing posts with label plague. Show all posts
Showing posts with label plague. Show all posts
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Monday, December 7, 2009
Delusions of Reindeer...
With all the Christmas decorations finally brought down from the attic and unpacked, I have to say...where the heck is all my stuff?
Last year at the end of the season, I had a huge haul of deeply discounted Holiday goodies that I ensconced in the Rubbermaid Tubs of Goodness for safe keeping until this year. I have so far resisted the urge to buy more decorations this year, confidently telling myself, oh you don't need anything this year, you got so much stuff last year we'll have plenty to decorate with!!!
I was so excited to get the ball rolling that I had to try REALLY hard to not start decorating after Halloween, but now it's time, and I just couldn't wait to see the look on the Little Nugget's face when I showed her the lovely raffia reindeer nestled under the Christmas tree. But Dude, where are they? Hubby Nugget assures me that there is nothing left in the attic, and I believe him, but this makes me wonder...did I imagine all these great decorative riches? Because my little pile of decorative items is rather paltry.
The problem could lie in the methodology used in deep discount end-of-the-season shopping itself. Grab it, throw it in the cart. No contemplating...contemplating is for people who lose out on sale items. You take the time to think, and someone else will grab it off the shelf quicker than you can say...hey I wanted that! If mildly interested, throw it in the cart. Once all the Clearance items have been perused, head over to the Store's price check station and THEN contemplate whether your booty is trash or treasure.
Yes, the reindeer made it to the cart, but I'm a little fuzzy past that point.
You may or may not recall, the entire holiday season for me last year was dampened by this horrible plague that would not vacate my body. So ravaged by a secondary ear infection, I could have very well thought that the reindeer made it to the cashier, when really I shoved it next to a pile of over-priced towels (ha-ha just kidding). Except I have proceeded through 2009 expecting this giant booty of Christmas decorations that awaited my liberation from their plastic cocoon, including the reindeer in question.
Sigh. Forgetting stuff sucks. I'm just sayin...
All for now,
Nugget
Last year at the end of the season, I had a huge haul of deeply discounted Holiday goodies that I ensconced in the Rubbermaid Tubs of Goodness for safe keeping until this year. I have so far resisted the urge to buy more decorations this year, confidently telling myself, oh you don't need anything this year, you got so much stuff last year we'll have plenty to decorate with!!!
I was so excited to get the ball rolling that I had to try REALLY hard to not start decorating after Halloween, but now it's time, and I just couldn't wait to see the look on the Little Nugget's face when I showed her the lovely raffia reindeer nestled under the Christmas tree. But Dude, where are they? Hubby Nugget assures me that there is nothing left in the attic, and I believe him, but this makes me wonder...did I imagine all these great decorative riches? Because my little pile of decorative items is rather paltry.
The problem could lie in the methodology used in deep discount end-of-the-season shopping itself. Grab it, throw it in the cart. No contemplating...contemplating is for people who lose out on sale items. You take the time to think, and someone else will grab it off the shelf quicker than you can say...hey I wanted that! If mildly interested, throw it in the cart. Once all the Clearance items have been perused, head over to the Store's price check station and THEN contemplate whether your booty is trash or treasure.
Yes, the reindeer made it to the cart, but I'm a little fuzzy past that point.
You may or may not recall, the entire holiday season for me last year was dampened by this horrible plague that would not vacate my body. So ravaged by a secondary ear infection, I could have very well thought that the reindeer made it to the cashier, when really I shoved it next to a pile of over-priced towels (ha-ha just kidding). Except I have proceeded through 2009 expecting this giant booty of Christmas decorations that awaited my liberation from their plastic cocoon, including the reindeer in question.
Sigh. Forgetting stuff sucks. I'm just sayin...
All for now,
Nugget
Friday, December 12, 2008
Victory is MINE!
So medicine time has been a craptastic shitfest. We seriously break out the booze after we give the Little Nugget her last dose of the day. Sheesh.
I have been a-feared to put the antibiotic in her food, because then she'd refuse to eat anything. Same thing with drink, remember the chocolate milk incident? But I had a light-bulb moment a few minutes ago, why not in her beloved strawberry yogurt? It tastes like her chalky cherry medicine crap, maybe she won't notice the difference. The awesome part is that she eats gallons of the stuff, so this could work out great.
So I waited for her signal, that being a request for "yert!", then I went to work. Kept the refrigerator door open so as to block her spying eyes, then mixed my alchemy. Did a quick taste--I didn't notice any difference--crossed my fingers and slid the bowl in front of her. Then I hid in the kitchen and peeked at her when she wasn't looking--didn't want to arouse suspicion.
She's got a bit on the front of her shirt, nothing unusual there, and certainly consumed more than when we try to shove the syringe in her mouth. She gobbled it down, so I'm calling it good. Bad thing is, we're out of yogurt!
We'll get some more. You can count on it.
Nugget
I have been a-feared to put the antibiotic in her food, because then she'd refuse to eat anything. Same thing with drink, remember the chocolate milk incident? But I had a light-bulb moment a few minutes ago, why not in her beloved strawberry yogurt? It tastes like her chalky cherry medicine crap, maybe she won't notice the difference. The awesome part is that she eats gallons of the stuff, so this could work out great.
So I waited for her signal, that being a request for "yert!", then I went to work. Kept the refrigerator door open so as to block her spying eyes, then mixed my alchemy. Did a quick taste--I didn't notice any difference--crossed my fingers and slid the bowl in front of her. Then I hid in the kitchen and peeked at her when she wasn't looking--didn't want to arouse suspicion.
She's got a bit on the front of her shirt, nothing unusual there, and certainly consumed more than when we try to shove the syringe in her mouth. She gobbled it down, so I'm calling it good. Bad thing is, we're out of yogurt!
We'll get some more. You can count on it.
Nugget
Friday, December 5, 2008
A Plague on the House of Nugget, Again
Chez Nugget is teeming with viruses at the moment. Little Nugget was so kind to share her cold with us, and with Gammy as well. Only Dapaw and the canine mascots have gone unscathed by this plague. What can I say, Monkey always has been a good sharer.
No extra charge for the ear/eye infections. Oh wait! Those cost an extra $100 bucks for meds and deductibles. Luckily those are confined to just me and the Little Nugget.
Neither one of us had symptoms of earaches, so I was hoping to avoid that whole scene of antibiotic ingestion. I think Babygirl will tolerate the eye drops, but antibiotics taken orally. Man. Been there. Hated that. Lets just say it will be a very torturous time. I mean, she barely tolerates nose wiping. OK, that's an exaggeration. She DOES NOT tolerate nose wiping of ANY kind. It usually ends up being some kind of commando operation where you sneak up on her while she's distracted by Elmo, or food, or pharmaceutical commercials, or whatever. But she's quick! She goes into defense mode instantly, almost like a boxer: tucks her chin into her chest and throws up her arms. She's a wiley one, that girl.
So Medicine Time will have to be well planned. No amateur attempts like putting it into chocolate milk (which she still won't drink to this day). What can I say, I'm a first-time mom, I learned my lesson.
Tag-team. That's the way to go. And lots of cookies. Cuz nothing says sorry Mommy and Daddy forced ill-tasting substances down your throat like chocolate chip cookies!
Can't wait!
Nugget
No extra charge for the ear/eye infections. Oh wait! Those cost an extra $100 bucks for meds and deductibles. Luckily those are confined to just me and the Little Nugget.
Neither one of us had symptoms of earaches, so I was hoping to avoid that whole scene of antibiotic ingestion. I think Babygirl will tolerate the eye drops, but antibiotics taken orally. Man. Been there. Hated that. Lets just say it will be a very torturous time. I mean, she barely tolerates nose wiping. OK, that's an exaggeration. She DOES NOT tolerate nose wiping of ANY kind. It usually ends up being some kind of commando operation where you sneak up on her while she's distracted by Elmo, or food, or pharmaceutical commercials, or whatever. But she's quick! She goes into defense mode instantly, almost like a boxer: tucks her chin into her chest and throws up her arms. She's a wiley one, that girl.
So Medicine Time will have to be well planned. No amateur attempts like putting it into chocolate milk (which she still won't drink to this day). What can I say, I'm a first-time mom, I learned my lesson.
Tag-team. That's the way to go. And lots of cookies. Cuz nothing says sorry Mommy and Daddy forced ill-tasting substances down your throat like chocolate chip cookies!
Can't wait!
Nugget
Sunday, May 25, 2008
I CAN'T GET BACK TO SLEEP!
I know some people get up at 5:00am, but people, it ain't me! Little Nugget woke up around 4 due to a lost paccie and promptly fell asleep once I retrieved it. I wish I could say the same for me. I keep thinking about this blog, and the backlog of blogging material clogging my foggy little brain.
This is a good sign, the plague on the House of Nugget is lifting. By bedtime last night, everyone seemed to be feeling better, even though Little Nugget has taken on a new illness on the heals of the shopping cart virus. Using his mad internet skillz, hubby Nugget found roseola to be the cause of baby girl's sudden appearance of rashiness. She didn't let it keep her from working on her balancing act, walking back and forth over a floor pillow while simultaneously holding a bed pillow in each hand. What a sweet, speckled girl!
OK people, I'm going to try the sleep thing again, it's a holiday weekend for goodness sake!!!
All for now,
Nugget
This is a good sign, the plague on the House of Nugget is lifting. By bedtime last night, everyone seemed to be feeling better, even though Little Nugget has taken on a new illness on the heals of the shopping cart virus. Using his mad internet skillz, hubby Nugget found roseola to be the cause of baby girl's sudden appearance of rashiness. She didn't let it keep her from working on her balancing act, walking back and forth over a floor pillow while simultaneously holding a bed pillow in each hand. What a sweet, speckled girl!
OK people, I'm going to try the sleep thing again, it's a holiday weekend for goodness sake!!!
All for now,
Nugget
Thursday, May 22, 2008
A Plague on the House of Nugget
Posts are lacking this week, I know...the shopping cart virus has struck down Team Nugget, and half of the House of M&D G. Woe is us...woe.
More later when I can sit upright for more than 45 seconds without feeling nausea...
Nugget
More later when I can sit upright for more than 45 seconds without feeling nausea...
Nugget
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