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I got up this morning and realized that I had actually been breathing through my nose for part of the night, for the first time in maybe three full weeks. Well, there was an hourlong stretch where one nostril plugged completely shut and I woke myself by tweetling a high-pitched whistle type of snout-noise that, as I lay there, actually made Dog get up from her bed and pad out to the living room where I heard her gruntingly clamber up on the couch, probably cursing my name the same way JB does when he tentatively whispers, “Babe? Is there any way you can . . . not snore so much?” (The answer is no, I cannot snore less, nor can I roll from one behemoth side to the other without a heaving moan of exertion, nor can I go for half an hour at a time without getting back out of bed to pee. Welcome to the third trimester, sweetheart. Just remember: YOU DID THIS TO ME.)
I hesitate to say it, for fear of jinxing myself back into the land of All Mucus, All the Time, but jesus god I think this cold is almost over. Finally. I expect my Purple Heart to arrive in the mail any day now.
In other news, I have three things to tell you:
Thing the First: I escaped my family, the laundry, and a sink full of dirty dishes this afternoon to see a movie with Ashley, and while I think I would have enjoyed any piece of crap that was playing, just because it was such a treat to get out all childless and fancy-free like that, we saw No Country For Old Men, and if you’ve been on the fence about seeing it, I recommend that you run don’t walk to the theater, because two. Thumbs. Up. It’s vintage Coen brothers: dark, funny, and filled with fantastic dialogue, particularly every single sentence that comes out of Tommy Lee Jones’ character’s mouth.
Thing the Second: I am going to be writing for ParentDish on a regular basis (RIP ClubMom), and I hope you come visit me there. I don’t know if I can add my entries to a widget or not, but in the meantime here’s a direct link to my posts.
Thing the Third: my child is on a food strike and he’s currently living on crackers, peanut butter sandwiches, and the occasional Frosted Mini Wheat. This sort of thing would have made me batty several months ago, but now I just slip him a vitamin, shrug, and hope for the best. Either I’ve mellowed in a good way, or I’ve officially lowered the parenting bar to the floor. Not sure on this one.
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First off, no one knows your google-able full name, so you could have just tricked us into thinking your last name was Lee. Which, btw, was my mothers middle name, so rock on. (also Bruce you-know-who’s last name, so double rock on)
Second: the hellish torture that must be life with a pregnant woman is something I do not look forward to. You have to get up every thirty minutes. We do too, and we can’t sleep for another thirty after you lay back down. That equals zero sleep. Except I’m really really good at sleeping through anything, so I’ll maybe be ok. My brother recently did a home improvement project which involved hammering on the wall neaxt to my head, and it took me almost an hour of hammering to wake up. You can thank construction/jail/animal house for that.
Third: children can live off of anything. They are like roaches. I have lived, as a full grown man, off of crackers, peanut butter, jelly, condiments, beer, and raman noodles for several months without ever getting any doctor worthy health problems. I stand here (sort of) before you as a testament to how much the human body can take. I assure you, the child will give you an indication that he needs good food before he dies. You will have plenty of time to slip the little guy a salad and a sandwich to keep him moving.
Hey! Your kid eats peanut butter sandwiches? No fair! Mine only eats crackers and an occasional Frosted Mini Wheat. *shrug*
Yay! You *might* be over the cold. Let’s thank the sinus gods for that! I was six months pregnant this time last year and deathly ill with a cold myself, and I know I certainly wasn’t blogging through it, so you. Go. Girl.
Also, I just finished reading No Country tonight. In preperation for seeing the movie. Everyone I know has seen it. I’m an english grad student, so that’s par for the course, but I’ve been reprimanded. Anyway, I always like to read a book before I see a movie, and since “The Road” rocked my world earlier this year, I just read No Country in three days, at night of course, considering I had to see to the youngin’ during the day.
I hope the end of the movie is more satisfying than the book, cause I was disappointed with the page.
Glad to hear you’re breathing better.
I was so very very on the fence about No Country For Old Men, but I think I’ve hopped down to the “definitely see” side of things.
Also: I am not pregnant but unfortunately I snore anyway, and my great snuffling snores have consistently banished my boyfriend to the futon since the first time I stayed over. So I feel your pain. But at least it’s over now! ::fingers crossed!::
Wish I could live on peanut butter sandwiches and frosted mini wheats. I love ’em!
Hmmm… ParentDish gave me grief about wanting to use my maiden name. Guess they wanted you more than me.
Sounds like Riley got my brother’s old diet, the “Carbs and Peanut Butter” diet. Sometimes he’d even tantalize my folks by adding a spoonful of applesauce to the mix… but not enough to get any vitamins or anything. It’s okay, he eventually started eating more food groups.
Seriously, you must be REALLY special to get the maiden name privileges.
So this means you’re no longer blogging on clubmom then, right? Just checking. Oh, and Riley is getting SO big and so much more cute all the time. It’s craaaazy. Going to the link now.
You can thank the fetus for you mellowing out on Riley’s eating. It’s amazing when I look back at how obsessive I was about kiddo #1’s food.
By #3, I have to kinda think about when the last time the boys ate some meat or veggies was every few days (Does sliced pepperoni on pizza count as a meat serving? Corn Dogs are their most favorite meat source at the moment. And thank goodness for canned mandrin oranges- at least they won’t get scurvy!)
I did go on a corn dog strike awhile back and they miraculously lived through it (and wore me down so that I bought more corn dogs).
p.s. – Riley’s diet sounds exactly like mine.
When No Country ended, the entire audience groaned loudly. I was amazed – first movie I’ve ever been to that that happened. I dunno, I thought the movie was decent and didn’t mind the ending one bit.
Because of my daughter’s allergies, some days (OK, weeks), her diet consists of mostly of rice in various forms. And ham. At least he looks happy eating all those crackers!
Yeah, my three year old son has had a similarly restrictive diet for the past year. He has restricted it now to peanut butter sandwiches, pitas with cream cheese, and crackers. Oh, and Nutella. His dad is German, and despite my misgivings about feeding children CHOCOLATE for breakfast, hubbo insists that it didn’t kill him, so I should lay off. All righty, honey. Just don’t blame the hopped-up-on-sugar-and-caffeine crazy toddler on my parenting skills, smart guy.
I thought for a very long minute that you took Dog to the movie. Perhaps I’ll have another diet coke, and read this again when I’m fully awake.
Also, yay! for breathing!
Peanut Butter and crackers? Sounds like my diet during finals week when I run out of money and have to subsist on leftover snacks for days at a time. Hey, at least you know Riley is college-worthy…
So, wait, you’re telling me I’m NOT supposed to be eating just crackers and mini-wheats?
My mom’s name is Linda Lee. Her middle initial is also L. Thanks so much for bringing my mother and porny together in the same sentence while I’m eating lunch. I hope she has the occasion to introduce herself while I’m home for xmas. I will try to hear it the way the internet does. Ha.
Hated the ending of “No country”, but it was all filmed right here where I live, in fact, the part where the guy is under the tree, I take my dogs to run loose right there, and I hang out under the tree waiting for them to get tired. They chase jackrabbit and quail there.
Also hated the ending of “Legend,” which I saw Friday. The movie itself, like “no country” was excellent, just the end sucked.
Also saw “American Gangster” which was also really good.
Glad to hear you are feeling better, sinusitis sucks the big one. And Riley is just in a stage. He’ll live. And probably go back to eat the same thing in college.
Donna, have you read I Am Legend? The way the movie ended changed the point of the story. I had hope all the way until the very end. Then I was sad.
I recently saw “No Country…” as well. Loved it. Javier Bardem really interested me. Had to come and see what page-boy killer actor really looked like. check this out:
http://imdb.com/gallery/granitz/2510/JavierBard_Kambo_2999673_400.jpg.html?path=pgallery&path_key=Bardem%2C%20Javier&seq=28
Sexy! he looked so creepy in the movie. Quickly sent for “When Night Falls” from Netflix.
Riley is so adorable!
Thanks for the great reading. Have a wonderful Christmas season.
I’m afraid of ParentDish — not of the site itself, per se, but of the commenters oh my God, some of those COMMENTERS.
But if anyone can manage that gracefully, it’s you. Hooray!
pandamonium! rock on! :)
Congratulations on the new gig!
Liz: I’m reading it now, lol, how’d you know? I think I saw the omega man years ago too, but I don’t really remember it other than something about him yelling and no one was there to answer him.
I’m barely into the book so far though, his wife just knocked on the door.
I also bought the zombie wars book, and just finished the road book that Linda recommended. And, it’s looking like this is gonna be movie week, I just bought the book the golden compass is in today, I read probably 3/4’s of a book every night at work, if not the whole thing, so I go through alot of books.
I do have to agree that almost every word of Tommy Lee Jones’ dialog is excellent in no country for old men though, he is sooo awesome, but damn he looked really old. So do I I guess, so it’s not surprising that he does huh?
Ahhh, he looks happy & healthy… I am sure he will eat what he needs, right?!
Here’s to the 3rd trimester being a healthy one!
I had a feeling you wind up with parentdish… excellent news!
I haven’t seen the aforementioned movies and so I can’t comment on the endings, but DUDE! They TOTALLY changed the ending of “The Mist” which is my favorite Stephen King story, and that irritated me to no end.
Riley looks EXACTLY like JB in that second picture. Adorable!
So glad to hear you’re feeling better! Yay! And, I have to ask. Last night, I saw that Extreme Makeover Home Edition was in your neck of the woods a while ago. Needless to say, I scanned the crowd and want to know: was JB one of the guys sobbing in the crowd while pumping his fist and tearfully yelling “MOVE THAT BUS!!”?!
Sorry to hear about Riley’s food strike. Although he looks rather satisfied in that 2nd pic and no worse for the wear.
My son did the same thing around that age. We just did our best to make sure the food that he would eat was at least somewhat nutritious. If it was cheese and crackers we gave him Triscuits and mozzarella instead of the more disgustingly, delicious Ritz and Cheese Whiz. For a while all he wanted to eat was peanut butter so we managed to cram in some nutrition by giving him mounds of it in a little cup with another cup full of carrot sticks or trees (broccoli) to dip with. Good luck!
I can’t explain to you just how excited I am that, looking at the ParentDish photo, Riley and I have the same t-shirt. It’s making me super-happy, but that might be because I just had a medical procedure done and I’m still sorta wonky from the anesthesia.
Hi! There’s a 7 year old over here currently surviving on spoonfuls (spoonsful?) of peanut butter, V-8 Splash juice (only way to get veggies in him), fish sticks, chicken nuggets and french fries. And big surprise, cookies when he can con me into it. At this point, a calorie is a calorie and if he’ll eat it, I’ll give it to him.
Why do I suspect that mischievous-looking Riley (in the second picture) might be the spittin’ image of J.B. at that age??? Do you have any little-kid pictures of J.B.?
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