the sidlingers

"I have a figure with a Spiderman costume and a regular human costume………..I don’t know……….George would know"

"I’ve got a flat tire, it’s dark blue"

David and I are ignoring any symptoms we may or may not have at the moment though.

Wednesday 3:00pm - Pick Daniel up from school, he is cranky.

Wednesday 3:45pm - David calls and his car is out of gas, we are at karate will call him back at five.

Wednesday 4:00pm - Daniel acts up at karate.

Wednesday 5:00pm - Call David back, work bad, car empty, cannot leave.

Wednesday 5:20pm - Get home, cranky Daniel changes clothes, find gas can in spidery garage.

Wednesday 5:45pm - Fill up gas can and splash gas all over the outside of the can, causing the car to smell like gas and have Daniel tell his already anxious Mama that the car smells like smoke and fire.

Wednesday 7:00pm - Finally a second to sit down and check my email, internet not working….boo.

Wednesday 10:00pm - Did not win $300,000,000 Powerball, only $4….again, boo.

Thursday 4:00am - Daniel wakes up with a headache and is warm.

Thursday 4:30am - Send David downstairs to find Daniel’s Motrin.

Thursday 4:35am - David says there is no Motrin.

Thursday 4:45am - Go to the grocery store and buy more Motrin (and a new thermometer).

Thursday 5:30am - Dose up Daniel and try to go back to sleep.

Thursday 6:00am - David’s alarm goes off.

Thursday 6:30am - Decide that sleep is not going to happen again.

Thursday 8:07am - Call doctors office for appointment. Get receptionist who’s cheerio’s had been peed on.  Get appointment for less than an hour later.

Thursday 8:38am - Sit in traffic.

Thursday 8:53am - Arrive at doctor’s office and explain to Daniel that I don’t want him playing with the toys in the sick waiting room, offer iPod as an alternative, he agrees.

Thursday 8:58am - Daniel forgets our agreement and wants to play with they germy toys.

Thursday 9:15am - Doctor comes in and asks what is wrong, I say I’m worried about a sinus infection and she looks at his throat.

Thursday 9:25am - A virus is declared and his nose goes ignored.

Thursday 9:30am - We go to check out and my check card is declined.  I ask if something could be wrong with the reader because I know we have $18 and am told no, can I please bring money in quickly.

Thursday 9:45am - Call bank and ask what is up?  Could be a card problem, so they cancel my check card and will send new one.  I now have no money until my new card comes.

Thursday 10:00am - Call David and tell him we are coming to take all his money.

Thursday 10:10am - Take all of David’s money.

Thursday 10:30am - Make quick trip to Target for sick goodies and Triaminic (and more Motrin since I will not run out again).  No Triaminic to be had, decide on Dimetapp.  Go through level 4 security check to purchase said Dimetapp. Leave.

Thursday 10:45am - First does of Motrin is w e a r i n g  o f f.  Must get home, must medicate.

Thursday 10:50am - Get home, make Motrin/Dimetapp cocktail for Daniel and allow him to make his brain mushy by playing hours of video games.

It was very evident that  snow had been forecast for the area today at the grocery store.

I had to park at the very end of the parking lot at 2:00 on a Friday afternoon.

And there were very limited shopping cart choices.

Fortunately, (and fellow Nashvillians will be happy to know) there was plenty of bread and milk still to be had (if you leave RIGHT NOW!)

Daniel has been somewhat obsessed with loose teeth for the past couple of months and would occasionally ask us to check and see if his teeth were loose.  We would play along, not wanting to dash his hopes and say that one of his teeth might be a little loose, but it would still be a while before Tooth Fairy time.

That is until tonight.  He hopped up on the bed and said he thought his teeth might be loose and so I wiggled a little bit, and the teeth that used to stand strong in his mouth, gave a little bit.  I called David into confirm and he found one to be even looser than I had.

I freaked out a little and David tried to explain to Daniel about how he was my baby, but he was a big boy, but he would always be my baby.  Daniel just looked confused and wondered why I was crying a little bit.  He is happy though, our house is at least on the Tooth Fairy’s map now.  I am still freaking out a little bit.

If you guessed the product information sheet from a sample of Nexium*, you’d be wrong.  Apparently, these are detailed plans for building a D-Wing Ship for the Superhero D-Team.  Bet you didn’t know they hid plans like this in such items?

*I went to the doctor yesterday and he told me I had Acid Reflux, or if you prefer the sexier term, GERD (Gastroesophageal Reflux Disease).  So I have to take Nexium for the next month and not eat chocolate.  Does this doctor not realize that it is February and I am due one big box of dark chocolate Godiva’s??