So heavy for PrimeTime


I can’t get last night’s Grey’s Anatomy out of my head. It was sooooo heavy. I think the last time I cried on a Thursday night watching TV was when Dr. Greene died. I knew George’s dad was going to die, but WOW. And the thing about the Dead Dad Club? Totally true. (I know this by association, not experience THANK GOD)

The other thing that got me, of course, was Addison’s abortion. Because, you know, babies can choose their fathers so easily. I thought the coverage of the topic was interesting–but even in this hypothetical situation, the fact that an abortion was the solution really bothered me. The older I get, the more pro-life I get. I can’t help it. It’s a baby, and while some days that’s overwhelming to the most motherly of mothers….it’s a baby, and someone, somewhere, would be thrilled to have that baby in their lives.

Ok, getting off my soapbox and back onto the show: also observed that it was interesting that there wasn’t all that much steam (or tension, really, snoring? who cares?) between Meredith and McDreamy, and yet the show was GREAT. And the farting in the hallway? So grade school, but soooo funny. And it was nice to laugh at something last night!

One of those weeks….

It’s amazing how many times I think that in say, the course of a month. Why do I continue to attempt to predict the future? You’d think I’d learn.

Today I planned to drop M at Rainbow, do a staff development day (code for: work on the stuff I always mean to do but don’t), go to the chiro, pickup M, etc. etc.

This morning at 9:30 I get the call that she’s pulling on her ears and running a low temp. Guess we’ll go for a recheck with the ENT sooner rather than later. So we did, and she’s fine. Sometimes, apparently, if there’s any inflammation in the eustachian (SP?) tubes, there’s a popping/cracking sensation she’s probably experiencing for the first time. Oh, and well, you know, those low grade fevers come and go. And I think this one here now is in conjunction with the fact that she’s sticking her hand all the way in her mouth…is it time for 2nd year molars all ready?!?!?

As for the rest of the week: I was kind of exaggerating. But it was an unexpected sort of weekend. After we visited with J and Z, hubby went to work (at 9pm after already working 8-5pm). And really, with the exception of coming home for about 7 hours on Saturday morning, he didn’t really come home until SUNDAY NIGHT. The man worked something close to 40 hours of overtime. Turns out, when there are ice storms west of here, the mobile phone company has to move generators through his location from the east, and send them west. And someone has to manage that project. That someone would be him. He slept on a cot, ate lots of take out, and watched around 75 generators get loaded on and off of semi trucks for close to 36 hours straight. Strange, oh so very strange. Which left me and the monkey to do as we please most of the weekend. Sunday we went to visit the monkey’s boyfriend, A. They had a fun play date while I had a fun visit with A’s parents.

Today hubby went to a rhuemo doc and turns out, he’s got some creepy joint virus. A virus in his joints. Seriously. The great news is that it can be cleared up with meds. What’s even better? Our insurance rocks. I’m thankful for that every.single.day. Especially on days like this, where 2 of us go to the doctor and incur probably about oh, say, $500 worth of bills. And we just pay our measly co-pay. Very, very thankful. (seriously, w/o insurance, it would have cost $85 to tell me M’s “fine”. $85!)

Which leads me to this:………….I find lots of cool things on this information superhighway via my SIL’s blog–I Should Be Folding Laundry.

Upon logging on today, I found out about Kelli and what the internet community is doing for her. I was amazed, and thought about it for a little bit….and decided to jump in to help the cause. And ok, I’m getting a little blog-botox from BlueBirdBlogs in the process. It’s for such a good cause, how could I say no?? So check out the links, see what you think. I just checked the totals, and close to $3,000 has been raised so far. And that doesn’t include the proceeds from people like me, getting bloggie-botox. $3,000 is more than 2 months of anti-rejection drugs.
Makes my $85 complaint look like a drop in the bucket.

Nothing like playing tag on a Saturday night…

On MySpace I was tagged earlier tonight (check that blog to see what I disclosed there). Then, I came into the blogosphere and was tagged again by Beth. Whew. I need to get to base.

Ok, so 5 secrets about me….

1. I slept with a teddy bear (most nights) until I was married.

2. On my 21st birthday I’m pretty I ended up mixing almost 21 different kinds of alcohol ($1.50 u-call-its!) at a bar called the Mineshaft. An hour later, I puked very near the shoes of the Denny’s security guard. 10 hours later I was still dry heaving and learned my friends were taking bets as to if I’d have to go to the hospital. Oh the stupidity of youth.

3. L and I were both editors of our high school yearbooks. That’s not a secret…but truth be told, putting together our album for adoption was easier and more appealing for us than going through any IVF treatment.

4. Earlier this week I learned the Meme rhymes with DREAM, not PeePee. Who knew.

5. I really dislike making phone calls to people I don’t know very well/cold calls for work or volunteering or anything.

Now for the taggging……let’s see who volunteers!!! Anyone? anyone??