Tuesday, October 16, 2018

I JUST WANT MY ESPRESSO; a first world problem

Last Wednesday my Nespresso machine said it needed descaled. I decided I could make a homemade solution, did some research, and then decided I better not. So I ordered some descaling solution and pods (because why not spend another $42 for free shipping) and was looking forward to having the machine up and running by the weekend.

Wednesday night the update said I'd have everything by Friday.

Friday came and went. No dice.

The GMac got "the croup" as Monkey calls it and with GMac getting "the croup" comes Urgent Care, ER, and hospital stays and basically no sleep for several days for Mom and Dad.  It's worse than having a new born in the house because you still have to go do everything else, like work and can't just lounge around all day catching cat naps when you can. Friday night/Saturday morning I didn't get to bed until 3 a.m. and Monday morning I was up for the day at 3:00 a.m.

Saturday morning the Laser Ship (described as the Uber of package delivery and literally named The Most Hated Company on the Internet) tracking said something along the lines of "package did not go out, will go out next business day."



Monday morning I emailed LaserShip and got a canned response that I'd get the package in a day or two.

Monday afternoon I chatted with Nespresso. They said if the package wasn't;t delivered by that evening (and it wasn't looking good), they'd resend it on Tuesday.

Monday came and went. No dice.

This morning, the website says the same thing as Friday so I send LaserShip another email and same exact canned "day or two" response so I chat with Nespresso again and they said they'd get it out today and it'd arrive on Thursday. 

Finally. 

This afternoon I check the LaserShip just to see whats up.  

The package is out for devilry. 

Say, what?

Two hours later, another email from LaserShip saying they received the request to intercept the package and stop delivery and would do if at all possible. 

And no espresso pods today. 

Turns out I can trick my machine into thinking it descaled so I DID have a full caff mocha at 7 p.m. with the expectation of being up with a sick kid tonight. 

Monday, October 15, 2018

Monday Morning Musings

Good Morning!

I'll be honest, it feels like mid-morning right now thanks to GMac waking up at 3 a.m. throwing up which is nothing considering he spent Friday night at Childrens' thanks to our very close friend, Croup. I tried to figure out if the two were related, but I quit. We're hoping he'll be on the rebound soon.

Grandma Elsea is here! So everything is already better.

So far this morning aside from cleaning up mucus-y throw up I've: washed two loads of laundry; packed Monkey's lunch and snack; did the dishes; made coffee for C because I dragged him out of bed to be on throw up watch while I pump; got outfits ready for the day; and had a cup of tea.  I'm hoping there's a nap in my future when I get home tonight.

Speaking of naps, I had the best nap yesterday on my old bed at Mom and Dad's.  Maybe I'll try to sneak over there for another.

Now I'm pumping while C sleeps on the chair and GMac snores/wheezes louder than kingdom come.

Happy Monday!

Thursday, October 11, 2018

Fair Days or: GMac Rides ALL The Tractors

This year the only way the kids were getting to the fair was with Grandma and Grandpa. It actually worked out for the best because they each got their own day and a ride band (neither of which they'd get with us). Aside from me not getting a sausage sandwhich, twisty taters, or a funnel cake, it's a win all around.










Thursday, October 4, 2018

structure

You know what I don't understand? 

I'll give you a second to guess....

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Ok. 

I don't understand why people are excited to get their kids back to school in the fall because of the schedule and structure.  

Did anyone guess that?

Sure there may be more structure, but there is also the daily lunch and snack packing; need to have real food in the house to pack for said snacks and lunches so it doesn't look like all the kids eat is plain pasta (it is); "going out of the house" clothes and SOCKS (the socks!) need to be washed and together; and the kids need to be in bed and then out the door the next morning all by a certain time. 

What about that structure sounds good to anyone? 

Give me laid back mornings with a slow breakfast, running around the front yard, afternoons by the pool, haphazardly thrown together meals, and lighter later evenings any day of the year. 

Monday, October 1, 2018

National Book Month!

You know what the best part of October is?

National Book Month!

I just learned this today and it made the pumpkin spice inundation so much more tollerable.  By the way, I celebrated the first day of October with a grande, extra hot Starbucks mocha (I was all out at home).  No pumpkin additives necessary.

In honor of National Book Month, here's what I hope to get through this month.

Calypso by David Sedaris.  I'm slow to read lately, but this has been very good so far.

My Oxford Year by Julia Whelan.  Just got this from the library.

Stretched Too Thin by Jessica Turner.  I saw Kelly Stamps post this so I also checked it out from the library.

In non-library books, I have Lean In that C got me for Christmas that I couldn't read during maternity leave and have started back up.

Friday, September 28, 2018

it's been a week

Anyone else glad this exhausting week is over?

Aside from the publicly exhausting and draining stuff, here's what the Elsea did this week.

We dog sat for Mom and Dad who went to Denmark for the week looking for Ariel.  Bad news is that they did not find her, good news is that Riley survived the week of GMac overfeeding her.

Monkey has been a rock star as usually.  Excelling at school.  Reading books. Mothering Dex for me. I know she'd pump too if she could. She's also become quite the barista (but can skimp on the chocolate at times).


GMac got hives on Wednesday, so we visited the wellness clinic which gave us basic Benadryl and Cortisone advice.  Things weren't looking any better by last night so we took him to the Children's Urgent Care and got a steroid (just we need, an even MORE energetic GMac) and stronger Benadryl. Aside from using his extra energy to break my double walled coffee mug this am (surprising only the outer wall broke, saving the mocha), he is finally on the mend. These photos are the post-over the county benadryl, pre-entire body breakout shots.




Dex hasn't pooped since I'm not sure when (definitely Wednesday). I'm pretty sure he didn't poop at the baby sitters on Monday or Tuesday as it doesn't seem possible to poop while screaming your head off non-stop. He's also decided to stay up later at night. I blame the constipation.

I can't be bothered to take quality photos during the day, let alone at 11:00 at night. 


Monday, September 24, 2018

the best laid plans

My plan for this evening was to get the kids to bed (baby asleep by 9:00 p.m.) do the dishes and some light pick up and then have a glass of wine while watching Bull.  I'm a Bull watcher now.  I originally wasn't because people told us C looked like Michael Weatherly, but I didn't see it.  Then everyone left town for a few weeks this summer and I didn't have anything to do and a rerun was on and I binged the first two seasons and I do see the resemblance.

Anyway. That plan didn't work out.  I got Dec to bed at 9:50 (after trying for an hour +). So the current plan is to watch Bull and do the dishes during the commercials and when the dishes are done I can have a glass of wine and maybe some cheese.

But first, you need to see these. I went down stairs to turn the lights off (Monkey can't, she's afraid of the dark) and found some of Monkey's name tags for her school.

Here's some I created for her. 

And her's. 

Sharky (GMac's stuffed shark)

I'm sure this student is the star pupil. 



And one more thing.  I was super set on having a super calm day and I'm pleased to say, despite the tea spill pictured below, I was able to stay super calm until about 9:15 p.m. when GMac woke up Dex with a non-emergency (we can't all be perfect).