Thursday, February 28, 2013

"I'm noddin' my head like 'Yeah'..."

{...things on thursday}

Holy hell, my allergies are insane. I just took two Benedryl, so I had better type fast. Please excuse me if this disintegrates into incoherent rambling.

Actually, I should be fine. That's pretty much my norm.

Sadly, mucous has been a focal point of our week. PJ has been fighting some sort of upper-respiratory...thing, and the Nosefrida (it only seems gross until you try it. Then it's awesome.) has been getting a workout. The poor dude hasn't been sleeping well but, despite that, has been in a good mood all week and, as far as I know, has been having a good week at school. We even had a trip to the dentist that went very well! PJ cried a bit, but was such a good boy! His teeth were proclaimed to be in great shape, all of his molar are FINALLY in (No! More! Teething!), and his good behavior earned PJ a new set of Thomas the Train socks!

Damn it. So Sleepy.

I don't know if it's related to his feeling under the weather, but PJ has been off the wall the past few nights! It's similar (but thankfully not nearly as bad) to when he first started school. He would come home and act like a screaming banshee the rest of the night! The behavior seems to go along with when he's feeling out of sorts in some way, like a new schedule or a stuffy nose, so my hope is that when the flow of snot subsides, so will his after school nonsense!

Lastly, and because the Benedryl has clearly set in, I have to share the thing that gave me the laugh of the century this week. If you've seen the internet meme of the goats that scream like people, you should have expected someone to one-up it in as epic a fashion as this:



Holy crap, the Miley Cyrus "Yeah!" literally made me cry, I was laughing so hard! The bad part is that I have had the Taylor Swift song stuck in my head all week, accompanied by screaming goats.

Yawn. Sniffle. meeeeehh. Stupid allergies.

Time for bed. :-)

Friday, February 22, 2013

"Thursday, I don't care about you..."

1. It's Friday, so it's my day off from the gym. I have been alternately cleaning, checking Facebook, and watching the Today Show and noticed that NBC seems to feature Flo Rida a lot. What is that all about??

2. A long weekend plus a short school week means it's already the weekend again! Hooray! Being a SAHM with a husband who works hours that aren't M-F, 9 to 5 takes a bit of the edge off of the excitement of a weekend, but having a son in school puts it right back! I love looking forward to those two, blessed, non-rushed mornings at the beginning and end of every week!


Top pick: Ocean City, MD 1995
Bottom: Great Adventure 2012
 3. Tomorrow night I'll be meeting up with some of my best girls for dinner- two of my oldest friends! Life being what it is, we don't get the chance to spend time together as a threesome often enough. The last time we hung out, we met at Great Adventure and waited in line for so long, we only rode one ride! But we talked and were present, which was the main thing. Plus, we got a picture for posterity! :-)

4. Steph mentioning her new planner made me think about mine. I have very specific requirements when I buy a planner. It has to be pre-printed, none of that you-fill-in-the-date crap because I always mess it up! It has to have a monthly calendar and weekly planning, so I can both look at the month as a whole and have room to write the things I might need for each individual day. I also like to use multi-colored gel pens to write things down, it helps keep me organized if there's more then one activity in a day...and also because I have a total pen fetish. Anyway, the point of all of this is that I bought a school year planner, so I will need a new one at the end of June!



5. I broke down and bought new workout pants because out of the three I have been wearing, two pair are maternity yoga pants and one was a pair of Old Navy sweats that were so old they were disintegrating off of my body. I don't feel like the results of my working out warranted new clothes, but I also can't work out naked. So I went to Wal-Mart and bought two pair of swishie pants for less then $9 each. Maybe when I'm under 150lbs I'll decide I have earned something cute from Old Navy! In other news (or, non-news, if you know me at all), I am a fashion disaster.



And this was my Friday 5! I linked up with sweet, southern Joy over at The Sowell Life! Stop by her beautiful blog and tell her I sent y'all by! :-)

Thursday, February 21, 2013

"Let's go to the movies...you and me!"

{...things on thursday}

I can't believe it's already Thursday- it happens to me every time it's a short week due to a holiday. This particular Presidents Day weekend was a tough one to say goodbye to. We had such a busy, fun weekend that I thought it would be difficult to get back into the swing of our normal schedule, but thankfully, this week has been relatively smooth. Good reports from school and great behavior at home, family dinner time, and some great Flyers hockey (ahemfinally)!

Riley and PJ, snarfing Pirate's Booty!
Our last day of break was something of a momentous Mama moment for me. It was a big first for PJ, something I had been looking forward to for a long time. PJ joined all of his big cousins for his very first movie theater movie!

I was a little nervous, as PJ was kind of spazzy energetic at our pre-movie pizza lunch. I had visions of a tantruming PJ wanting to run up and down the steps of the theatre while angry movie patrons shot me dirty looks and made snide comments about my parenting, which is not what I would call $17 well spent! We gave it a shot though, and headed to the theater armed with a bag of Pirate's Booty and a prayer to buy two matinee tickets to "Escape From Planet Earth".


PJ settled into his seat next to his cousin Riley...and behaved. True story! He snacked on Pirate's Booty and popcorn and "NehNehNems" (M&M's), watching the movie quietly. He laughed at burp jokes and asked to sit in my lap once. He didn't want to run around, wasn't inappropriately noisy, and if anyone was shooting me dirty looks it was because of my obnoxiously loud laugh! The movie was cute, funny, and not overly-long, so it's a great choice for anyone with littles who wiggle as it wasn't asking for too much wiggle-free time.

Post-movie!
As it was, it completely lived up to my (sometimes way too high) expectations of what my sons first movie would be like! PJ was enthralled by the big screen, excited to be with his cousins, and behaved like a big boy! It was a lesson to me that, perhaps, autism won't rob me of too many Mama Moments after all. More importantly (most importantly!), PJ gets to experience all of the things that his peers do and enjoy them, even if his view is a little bit different sometimes.

That outing was the last of our fun Presient's Day weekend, and as I mentioned, the week has been going well. I have an appointment for PJ to have an intake evaluation with an insurance-approved provider of ABA therapy, so the next step is to make a treatment plan and figure out how we're going to pay for it. It's without question a worthwhile investment- ABA is one of the only proven treatments for helping children affected by Autism develop social, educational, and life skills. PJ has responded so well to all of his therapies and I can't imagine that this would be any different. ABA is very intensive and would take up quite a bit of time, and it's all at once the last thing in the world I want to do and what I am most hoping will happen for my son.

And in conclusion, I should not have mentioned the Flyers, because while they won the last two, they are currently playing like crap against the Florida Panthers. Sigh. Can't win 'em all.

Good night to you, my friends!


Sunday, February 17, 2013

"And if you court this disaster I'll point you home."

(stream of consciousness)

We are three-fourths of the way through our long weekend, and while the first two days were fun, relaxing, and dreamy, today was just...long. It wasn't at all bad, but it just dragged. 10am felt like the middle of the afternoon. We had plans for the evening to celebrate our niece Riley's 9th birthday, but it took so long to get there!

The celebration was an easy gathering of cousins, aunts and uncles, and grandparents. Pete even stopped by before he had to leave for work to wish his best girl a happy birthday. Riley is a special, beautiful girl, there's just something about her that steals your heart- not unlike the rest of my nieces and nephews, but there's a mix of vulnerability and strength in Riley that just kills you. She mama-hens PJ with such tenderness and he loves his "Wylie" in return. Another year of Riley is something worth celebrating. In fact, if it weren't for Riley, I wouldn't have PJ. True story.

I have a huge packet to fill out for the only agency that our insurance approves to provide ABA for PJ. I want to hate them just out of principal because I don't have any choice in the matter. I also don't trust anyone who our insurance company suggests at this point, either, because it's becoming increasingly clear that either our insurance company is woefully lacking in knowledge and proper coverage for the treatment of Autism, or we just have the worst fucking luck in the world when it comes to things like this. Either way, I keep warily eyeing this nearly fifty-page stack of nonsense (for something I'm not even entirely sure we can afford) and wanting to just will it all away.

Ah, but that's just it. To try and wish it all away would mean to wish PJ away. His new thing is being as silly as possible to get his Daddy to say "You're goofy!". Yesterday, PJ ran into his room, stripped naked, and came running back into the living room, bouncing in front of his Daddy saying "You're! Goofy!", which, translated into PJ-speak, means "Daddy!!! I took off my clothes on purpose! Please tell me how hilarious
I am!" And he is. He is so bright and funny and commanding and easy to fall in love with. And I think about all of that and I can suddenly, cheerfully, fill out a thousand sheets of paper. Weird.
The past week was a bit of a fail. Didn't get to the gym enough, didn't clean enough, didn't do enough of any number of things. But, I did manage to do a few things to, and the best we can do is chalk up the little victories and move on.

Saturday, February 16, 2013

"Cast me gently into morning..."

Today was mostly awesome and a little frustrating.
It was the start of a four-day weekend for my sweet Dude
And he obliged by sleeping in until 7:30am,
Snuggled in between his Mommy and Daddy.
Yup. He comes into our room late at night,
Usually closer to early morning,
And it's okay with me.
He's my one and only and he won't be little for much longer,
So I cherish his need to tuck himself under my arm and snuggle close
As the sun starts to rise.
Anyway, I digress.
We enjoyed a lazy morning of
Pajamaed snuggling
Scrambled egg eating
Coffee sipping (just me on that one)
Today Show watching.
We relaxed and savored a rare, non-rushed Friday.
PJ filled his afternoon with some family time,
As big cousins doted in him and adults chatted.
Aunt Marla even stopped by to loan me a camera
As mine is currently MIA.
We came back home to get ready for our evening
And I got a call from our insurance company.
thud.
Back to earth I fell.
"Bla bla bla in-network providers bla bla bla No, I don't know how that works
 Bla bla bla billing bla bla bla co-pays bla bla bla I'm not sure how that's billed
 Bla bla bla Oh, I'd have to look in to that..."
THUD THUS THUD
And I bang my head against the table.
Ugh.
But, thankfully, I didn't have time to dwell on it.
My little family took off on an adventure to Jersey City
And the Liberty Science Center
Who hosted us for a preview of a new exhibit!
(More on that tomorrow, first I have to figure out how to get the pictures off the borrowed camera!)
We had a blast, and then we got PJ into his jammies
And he passed out in his carseat on the way home.
He didn't even wake when we got him into bed.
And the day ended as it began,
My precious little family,
Starring a sweet, jammied blonde toddler.
My heart is so full of my Boys
And I am so thankful for three more days of our weekend!
Good night to you, my friends...

Monday, February 11, 2013

"The gift of gab is the gift that I have..."

Today, I am...

   ...tired, and a little sore, but proud of myself for getting to the gym as often as I have.

   ...thrilled that PJ had a great week at school last week and started of this one with a great day, too!

   ...still needing a new pair of sneakers. My feet hurt.

   ...excited for tomorrow! :-)

   ...disgusted with the way the Flyers played tonight.

   ...enjoying PJ's new obsession with body functions, particularly burps and farts! It's kind of hilarious!

   ...so, so proud of my sister Marla, who is the cover girl for the Cardiac Center at The Children's Hospital of Philadelphia in celebration of Heart Month!

   ...so excited to have picked up Green Mountain Breakfast Blend coffee for myself as a treat! YUM!

   ...dying in anticipation of my baby Boy's first-ever school Valentine's Day party!! I ordered him valentine's from Etsy.com, and can't wait to have them printed!

   ...wishing it was warmer. I am longing for outside and for some playground-ready, sunny days.

   ...please to have signed PJ up for swim lessons!

And right now, I am ready for bed. It's a busy week ahead for my little family! Hoping for an amazing week ahead for you!

Saturday, February 9, 2013

"When the world is cold, I will feel a glow..."

Today was a quiet, stay-inside-in-pajamas kind of day.
The Nor'easter juuuuuuust missed us, and we got a dusting
Compared to the many inches of snow our northern neighbors are contending with.
PJ has been fighting some sort of respiratory...thing.
Congested sinuses and runny nose
And while he's not running a fever or anything
He's definitely missing some of his usual bounce<\i>,
Leaving him cuddly and giggly and snuggly.
One of my favorite moods.
Pete slept off his shift and PJ and Mama snuggled.
PJ chose water and a Thomas book while I sipped a coffee and watched Yard Crashers.
If I ever saw Ahmed in a Home Depot, I would tackle the crap out of him 
Until he let me take him home.
True story.
Anyway, PJ took an early nap,
Mama watched the Flyers game,
And our day went on in the same strain.
We stayed warm and happy in our little home.
Can't beat that! 

Thursday, February 7, 2013

"I'll take you frame by frame it..."

Things On Thursday

Something very strange finally happened for me today- I felt the elusive Exercise High I have heard so many fitness enthusiasts go on and on about! I have to be honest  and admit that I hate exercise. I do it because I should and because I don't want to be a fat ass more than I don't want to exercise, although it's by a small margin. If I wasn't worried about crap like Familial Hyperlipidimia or cankles, the Swiss Rolls would win every. single. time. So I slog through trips to the gym, hating every second of it save the company of my sister on the days she can join me. I have been at it for a month now and before today, nothing. No high, just cranky. Until today, when I decided to try the Beastie Boys station on Pandora and, like a gift from God, my workout had the soundtrack of the Beastie Boys, Run D.M.C, House of Pain, Biz Markee, Beck, Violent Femmes, Naughty By Nature...it was like every song was a message from God saying "Breezy! Don't be fat anymore! Bust a Move! Walk This Way! You got what I need!". And I was adding time to my treadmill workout and doing more reps on the weight machines. It was like I was possessed! I was in such a good mood when I came home, I cleaned stuff!!

What the hell?

I will admit that it was more a music high than an exercise high that propelled me through such madness this morning, but it worked some kind of magic! I felt GOOD!

We are still slogging through the process of getting insurance approval for ABA therapy for PJ. We have found a provider that is both in network and comes highly recommended, so now it's just a waiting game to see what the insurance company requires to prove reason for treatment and how much treatment PJ will be eligible for. It's all such an annoying dog and pony show and I am pretty sure that if it wasn't for PJ, I would have given up long ago. But we're finally going in the right direction (I hope!) and I am hoping to have some sort of definitive treatment plan and idea of who will implement said treatment plan within the next two weeks. Fingers crossed.

Tomorrow is Friday and I find myself loving that day! It's a day off from the gym, so instead of rushing off after PJ gets on the bus, I can relax for a bit and watch the Today Show before I head off to my favorite coffee haunt for what has become a Traditional Friday Morning Coffee Date. The caffeine fuels my brain an the time with dear friends fuels my soul!

I am working with this cutie pie, Elle from Dig Deep Designs, to give my little blog a makeover! It's kind of like when you buy comfy new sheets and you want to nap/have sex more! I want a spiffy new space to encourage my motivation to write! It's something I have been wanting to do for a while, but it wasn't until now that I felt that making the time to write and cleaning up this space was a worthwhile task. I decided it is, so Elle is working on a design now and I am hoping it will be up soon, I'm very, very excited! :-)



This? Funny every time.

Photo: Hide your banannas! MySockMonkeyShouldLiveOnTheIsleOfMisfitToys is on the prowl!

Bwahahahahahahaha!!! Good night, friends! :-)


Wednesday, February 6, 2013

"Ain't nothin' wrong if you wanna do the Hump all night long..."

It's a cold Hump Day Evening, and I am currently indulging in three of my favorite luxuries- blogging, nighttime coffee, and The Shawshank Redemption. I don't think the hubs enjoys watching it with me because I pepper the dialogue of of movie with explanations as to why a certain scene is different then the book. Watching movies with book nerds must suck a bit. At any rate, after this bit of indulgence I need to buck up and clean the kitchen before I go to bed.

Meh.

Despite the fact that my kitchen looks like a war zone, it has been an amazing week so far. Every day has been solidly good, and really, you can't beat that. The good streak actually started last Friday  (a story I am so excited to tell you about!) and has followed me into this week. PJ has been having an excellent week at school, there's been quality time and quality talks with friends, and visits to the gym every day this week, the latter being just enough to make me feel productive and less making me look like Kelly Rowlands.

Speaking of her, did you see her at the Super Bowl?? I could care less about the game but Destiny's Child pops out of the floor and I'm all "WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!". I know everyone loves Beyonce, and I love me some Bey, too! But Kelly Rowlands body is sick. My first inclination was to run to the gym, get on the treadmill, and not get off until I look like her. A slightly unrealistic goal, but a goal nonetheless. :-).

Actually, I do have a real, tangible goal: A few years ago, we cleaned out my Mom-Mom's house. She passed away in 2009, just a few weeks before the little stick in my hand came up with two lines, and in November of 2009, her house sold and we had to clean it out. As it turned out, it was just a few days before PJ was born. I remember walking through the empty house, whispering to my big belly about how sad I was that he wouldn't get the chance to eat Mom-Mom's matzo ball soup at her dining room table.

Fast forward to last Friday, putting on make-up in Marla's master bathroom as we prepared for Girl's Night. She went into her closet and unearthed a cute, retro sundress. At first I thought it was new but then I realized it had been Mom-Mom's. And I will not rest until I fit into that dress. I will rock the shit out of that dress, a pair of yellow ballet flats, and white sunglasses. I'll do my best to channel some of my Mom-Mom's ever-present faboosh-ness.

That goal will, hopefully, come to fruition, but for now, my coffee is gone and the kitchen awaits before bed.

Sigh. Off I go.