Monday December 31, 2007
It’s very quiet at our house. No party. No friends. No food. Well, not that kind of food. The last time I remember being this much of a party pooper was about seven years ago when I was in the middle of three 12 1/2 hr shifts. It takes too much brain power in the CCU to risk exhaustion for no good reason. But now, we are wise and mature and don’t need to stay up late to see the New Year in. Just KIDDING.
David Lee is in bed, sick. He’s been wandering about the house for almost two days now with bloodshot eyes and a voice that sounds like 4am. And every so often he says, “I think my pills have worn off.” I hate it when he’s sick. It makes me feel grumpy. And today I decided we’re not going to take turns being pregnant after all because I would lose my sanity if he was ever miserably ill for fifteen weeks on end.
Adam is in bed, not sick (unless you count the very strange rash on his legs that appeared Saturday). But I am too much practical mommy to even think of letting a three-year-old stay up for New Years. Even if the party we’d been dreaming of hosting could have materialized, I feel quite sure I’d have tucked him in tight. A little later then usual maybe, but long before 12.
When we were little girls we used to stay up late with mom and play games and read and snack. When it got close to midnight, we’d each write at least one bad habit we wanted to break on a piece of paper and then make goals for the New Year. The bad habits got thrown into the fire until we moved to our new house which lacked any sort of fire-containing device so we’d shred them into the trash can. And right at 12 we’d open the door to peer out into the night.
Frankly, I miss the cheese ball and crackers almost as much as the fun and laughter. Come to think of it, I am really hungry.
Is everyone sick??!! I can barely talk, whisper is more the word, my throat burns, etc!!!! What a way to welcome the new year… Last night I decided to just take pain killers to be able to at least try and enjoy the evening//night but they didn’t seem to want to work… bother. Anyway, happy new year!!!!
Boo-hoo, I miss it all, too. Sorry about DLee being sick; that is just the pits.
I know what you mean about the husband being sick…i would hate to live here if he was preg. for 9 mon…. 🙂 Haha!
Oh, I agree! Sick husbands are no fun and I’d hate to live here if Eric was the one that was pg.
Am I a terrible mom? My girls went to bed at 1:45am. 
I’m not even gonna tell you how late my 10 month old was awake. You would forever think what a horrible mom I am, for sure. Husbands being pg?? Are you kidding?!
sorry bout’ your lonely new year, mine was really boring cause’ both Titus and Howard went with the youth, and I had to stay at home all by myself with Mom and Dad ( how interesting!!! ) And i wanted to stay up late and they didn’t……
Anyway, it wasn’t too bad. Hope David Lee gets better soon!
YIKES!! Ok, short update. You are not a terrible mom if you let your kids stay up late. You just happen to be a mom who has a whole lot more tolerance for potentially grumpy, whiny kids then I do. Adam gets really naughty when he loses too much sleep. And HOORAY, David Lee’s eyes no longer look drunk and he is out golfing today! I am thrilled!
Hi. I was just browsing, reading some previous posts, and was surprised to see Ron and Linda. I know Linda from CBS days and my husband worked with Ron at FMH. Do they have a site here in Xangaland? I enjoyed looking at the pictures you took–you did a great job. Hope you have a great year!
~~Carol