UPS Ruined The Fun

December 18, 2008

I love me some holiday cards. Every day since Thanksgiving I’ve been eagerly running down to our mailbox, hopeful there will be cards addressed to the family. Believe me when I say that if there isn’t a card, my day gets a little dimmer (dudes, I don’t have a job, remember? It’s the small pleasures!). [...]

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Freedom

December 14, 2008

Madeline was taken off 24-hour oxygen as of Saturday. YAY! So, I quickly loaded her in the car and left her with my parents for a few days. Freedom!!! Heh. While that IS true, it’s not as callous as it sounds. Mike and I are going on our first solo trip since our honeymoon. And, coincidentally, [...]

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Me & My Teddy Bear

December 12, 2008

I have a confession. I’m 29 years old, and I still sleep with a teddy bear. This is Theodora. This is her fresh out of the wash. She’s been loved HARD. I’ve had Theodora for close to 23 years now. I think. I can’t remember exactly when I got her. My parents went on vacation [...]

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Stir Crazy

December 11, 2008

We have completed eight days of 24-hour oxygen. You’re probably thinking, “We? Isn’t Maddie the one on oxygen?” While that is technically true, Maddie and I are both prisoners of the oxygen rocket. The nasal cannula is about eight feet long – just long enough for her to romp around on our king-sized bed. While [...]

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Mike Is Older

December 10, 2008

Three years ago, I threw a surprise party for Mike’s 30th birthday. It was a “Feliz Navidad, Feliz Cumpleanos” fiesta, and it was a blast. I even decorated our house for Christmas! I know, I know. I pretty much shot my wad on that birthday. I told him that he’d never have another birthday as [...]

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Dear Santa

December 8, 2008

Dear Santa, Madeline asked me to write you this letter on account that she isn’t good at typing because of her effed up thumbs – and, between you and me, she’s crap at spelling. Anyway, she has a lot of things she’d like this year, so I’ll turn the rest of this letter over to [...]

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