Yesterday morning, I scraped off all of the ice from Kevin’s car and warmed it up for him, without being asked.\ Just now I shoveled over an inch of snow/ice/slush mixture while it was precipitating on my head, so that broken-footed Kev wouldn’t slip when he comes home later. And I have fresh, warm chocolate… Continue reading Me
Hawaii was wonderful, except for the absent husband. The ocean was a beautiful sea-green or blue-green depending where we were. It was amazing. Our cabin was 20 feet from it and the constant sound of the waves was very comforting.\ I went on: a boat ride, a helipcopter ride, a submarine ride, a canoe ride,… Continue reading Highlights
My longest post ever-\ Kevin’s doctor was about to receive the doctor of year award from us, when two bad things almost happened. Before surgery, the nurse came in to review K’s case. Then the anesthesiologist came in to review K’s case. K reminded them that he is allergic to penicillan and sulpha. Then the… Continue reading Life update
Brian signed “more” today. YAY!
Ack, I am playing nursemaid to two people today, and one of them isn’t Brian who takes up 80% of my time anyway! Wish us luck.
I made both of my kids go to bed early tonight. Neither made a fuss about it though.
I feel responsible for Kevin’s broken ankle.
This started out as a response to Katie’s comment from Kevin’s most recent post, but I decided to make this a post on its own.\ I have a friend who only listens to kids music in the car, but I refuse to do that. The car is my domain. I listen to what I want… Continue reading The Music Max
On Friday, Kevin sent me roses to thank me for all of my work and support during his broken ankle angst and to say sorry for all of the hassle it has caused. Isn’t that sweet? He is the one with the broken foot so he is the one that should be getting flowers. But… Continue reading Kevin is super!
Announcing an Upgrade in the Punk Department: Not sure how I did it, but after my WIFE beat me in the Punk Score, I went back and took the test again. Now, instead of 5% Punk, I’m now 8% Punk. How Punk Are You?