Old Skool Award to Emily, whose recipe for shredded beef tasted fine, but the beef would not shred. A hearty Pixie welcome to Emily, too, and may future adventures with the crock-pot have better visual results.
Runner up in the Old Skool category is Sarah at ratatat, who had to go off her allergy meds to see the allergist. Gah. Hope the headache is now a thing of the past.
Go, Mini-Baboo! Award to Esperanza, who says: "Mini Baboo land is apparently the place to party while mama is trying to go to sleep. Which is not a whine, of course." We're happy-dancing right along. Esperanza also gets the When It Rains, It Pours Award, this time for the literal rain after two years of drought.
Elevated Risk of Mullet Award goes jointly to Sue and Esperanza. Sue rightly complained that "Little girl kitteh has taken to kicking me in the arse during the night." And Esperanza was thusly inspired: "Note to self: use 'arse' more often. makes me giggle." Us, too.
Amy wins the Remembering What It's All About Award, Weaning Division, for her Tater's unwillingness to be fed anything but the real thing by Mama. Amy's husband gets a short but pointed visit from the Cluestick Posse, whose message is: "Disinfect the wound. Thank you."
The Cluestick Posse is once again visiting Sue's docs, while Sue, meanwhile takes further decisive forward-moving action ON HER OWN. Cluestick Service Awards to Madeleine, who lamented, "Sue, will we EVER be done cluesticking your doctors? Dear me." and to Liz, who added, "I'm getting out my extra-special, limited-edition, ebony with mother-of-pearl inlay cluestick to bring down upon the heads of your docs."
Being Grownup: Who Needs That? Award to Sarah at ratatat, who managed 5 days of 24/7 parenting while her beloved was off moutain-biking with the boys. Sarah wins valuable mommy time-outs at her pleasure, adding up to 5 days plus interest.
Automotive Woes Award to Liz, who rarely ends up in tears. In fact, Liz also gets the Energizer Bunny Award for all the classroom volunteering, doorbell ringing, event-juggling, and good mommy work, in addition to regular work and, ya know, everything else. Like Aunt Flo.
Much love and many good thoughts to KLee, whose aunt is struggling with a brain tumor. Of course, you have to be there. That is what families do.
Love and strength also to Margalit, whose son needs help in the worst way.
Thanks, everyone, for your good wishes about my big boy, who seems to be on the road to recovery. And thanks for playing! See you next week!
6 comments:
Thanks, kathy a. So good to hear your son is improving.
Thank you, I am honored!
Thanks kathy a. - I saw my Occupational Therapist today and she was delighted to see that I've taken matters into my own hands despite the cluelessness of (count 'em) FOUR docs, three of whom are supposed to be specialists in neurology. ~sigh~
She said that most folks would have given up just like the docs have, but not me. She was impressed. It made me feel good.
I also have a pixie cluestick posse always at the ready when things get rough, but she didn't need to know that. :)
Yet another update -- heading up to the CityofMyBirth tomorrow to be with my family. Have managed to get a half-day from work, but feel guilty for leaving kids and the other teacher high and dry.
JF and Offspring are staying home as it's a commando trip up and back. I can't NOT go.
Thanks to all for the well wishes. I love you guys. If you are the praying sort, I would appreciate any and all good words you can put in with the Man upstairs for me. My aunt is named Becky. Please pray for her, and for those of us who love her.
(((( Becky ))))
(((( KLee ))))
(((( KLee's family ))))
Great ceremony, Kathy A. Thanks for summarizing the chuckle-worthy as well as the whine-worthy in the week.
Hugs to all, and Klee, I'm praying for your aunt and family right now.
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