It has been interesting in the Del Bueno household. Lily and Arden have passed on their funky germs to us. First Mike got some sort of cold, then I got what we affectionately called “Burning Blistered Tongue Syndrome”, which then turned into a cold that is kicking my butt. Lily got gunky eye along with her cold and a pus-filled left ear - Arden seems to be just hanging in there with a runny nose and a still-ugly black and purple (and green) eye from where she was bashed in the face with a wooden block. That’ll teach her to sass her friends!
My burning tongue thing would have been funny if it hadn’t been so painful. It felt like my tongue was on fire, like I had scalded it with the hottest tea known to man, only it lasted for nearly a week complete with white raised angry bumps. Mike enjoyed telling me it was probably an STD from making out with someone, but after shooting him about 52 dirty looks he eventually stopped giggling about it. And by the way, it was NOT an STD. I finally went to the doctor and he said that it was some sort of weird, run-down immune system reaction to fighting off a cold. At least he didn’t laugh at me like my midwife did when I told her I had pica while pregnant with Arden (I’ve never been so thankful to lose the urge to eat something in all my life - especially when what I was craving was Ivory soap!!!).
So what has happened in the last two weeks? Here’s a basic list to get you updated.
- Lily insisting obsessively on being called “Rodney”. Rodney is the funky blue robot from the imaginatively-named movie “Robots”. In addition to the insistance on being called Rodney, everything out of her mouth ends with “and later, when I’m five, I’m going to go through the tv into the Robots movie.”
- Arden getting beaten up. 4 days later we’re still hearing “NOT NICE!” and “AIDAN HIT ME! NOT NICE!” She still manages to look cute, even with a shiner.
- Numerous temper tantrums that have included one or both children face down on floors, parking lots or sidewalks refusing to do things, like walk or put on coats. My demands as their mother are apparently out of line to them.
- Our house being infected with TongueFunk and ColdFunk (Mike told me if he ever starts a band, he’s going to call it “TongueFunk” and put an umlaut over the “o” to make it look official . . . )
- A Board Meeting (“Bored” Meeting) between Mike, Troy, Jennifer and myself about the status of our three businesses, include the financial reality of what the next year has in store for us.
- Jennifer, cursed with something like Norovirus, bringing anal-retention to a new level after finding some cool space planning software: she designed our tradeshow booth down to the holes in the wall with this stuff. Aside from the fact that the illustrations of potted plants look like huge marijuana trees, it is pretty cool . . . and seeing Jennifer getting all geeky with it was really funny.
- Our house is now 98.5% painted. Mike finished the dining room yesterday. All that’s left is the hallway on the third floor. Very low priority.
- I haven’t blogged on any of the 3 work sites in like a month. I suck.
- Lily has developed a new habit of waking 2-3 times a night, wandering into our room, and chatting with us. This new habit has kept me awake and I think I hit the wall today. I fell asleep at Jennifer’s house for a short period of time (we were confined to her house today due to her Norovirus outbreak), and I actually snored in front of her. How humiliating. We threatened Lily tonight. I mean Rodney. Let’s all hope for no midnight visitors.
That’s all, folks. For those of you who have asked - Steve is doing better. I don’t know when we’ll have the chance to see him due to our family’s situation right now, and I miss him, but I am less stressed out because I know he is at least physically doing much better than he has in a long time. I’m hopeful, though not positive, that his situation will get better over time and eventually we can spend more time together.
