Yep.

We got some snow. Like 3 1/2 feet of snow. In, like, 5 days.

In other news, I think I may have felt a fetus. Or maybe it was the apples I ate. But I'm pretty sure it was fetus. :)

Loss.

Lost my Gran last night. It's weird, we found out she passed on Jan 27th but as she lived in London her date of death is Jan 28th. Took a little for us to catch up I guess. I've been most of the day trying to find a florist that doesn't feel some compulsion to do strange things to flowers for obscene amounts of money. I think I may have to call them and explain what it is I'm after, which is just a bunch of multicolored roses in a vase. No greens. No baby's breath. Just roses. And not arranged in some odd pattern or formed into a ponies head (I think that is the weirdest one). Blech. Gran. She lived through 2 world wars, got married, had a blast, had two children (the first at the age of 39), had some more fun, had 7 grandchildren, 3 great grandchildren and is now Home with her husband Norman and grandson Stevie. And we'll miss her. She enjoyed reading, roses, tea, family, the water (until that Portuguese Man-o-War), a little drink anytime, and getting a little sun. She was 93. I wish I could have seen her one more time. Love you Gran.

whatever.

Yep. That pretty well sums that up. Not feeling well today. Want to baaarrrrfff. Want to sleep. Want to be done being sick. Want to feel the little bean move. Want Pirate Monkey to be ready for bed. Now. At 6:50pm. That would be spectacular. I also want to know why he was positively on fire when I saw him mid-morning but he didn't have a fever? Weird. Whatever.

:)

Finally, a couple of good days in a row!!!! Could my luck be changing? (Kung Po chicken still not my most brilliant idea) But feeling good, had a good appointment, go back in a month. Yay!

broken record

That's what I feel like. It sucks. You know. I know. I know you know. But I thought it would ease up a little? I had so many good days in a row I thought maybe that it was easing up. But no. This morning I had to puke as soon as I hit the door at work. Hadn't even eaten anything yet, just the zofran, some water, and a bite of PM's pop.tart. I've been afraid to eat all day (not that I let it stop me) and am still terrified that I'm going to revisit breakfast at this late hour. Blech. One day soon (fingers, toes and eyes crossed) I'll be vomit free! Right?

I'm married, right?

I have very vivid memories of this time last year. We drove out to MN to drop off one Pirate Monkey so we could take a vacation together, just the two of us. Oh, and get married. I have pictures. I have a marriage certificate. The one year anniversary of that trip is on Monday. Yet, I haven't seen my husband all week? Could have something to do with his job/education. The man has been in the cadaver lab (sexy, right?) all week. Poor guy has to give a presentation on the ENTIRE spine. All the anatomy, blah, blah, blah. At least he has a wife at home that knew this crap would happen when we got married! I love you!!!!

Oh my

Today started soooo well! Hardly any nausea, only gagged once (and if you had to change MP's diaper this AM you would have too), felt great! This afternoon, totally different. Want so badly to barf, afraid of what's going to come up, would rather just try to sleep it off. But I have to go make dinner for my boys. If you're reading this, please pray that the nausea/vomiting passes soon for my sanity's sake? It's much appreciated :)