Sydvish

I am making this for Thanksgiving - can’t...

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 16:03:00 -0600

I am making this for Thanksgiving - can’t wait!!

Piccadilly’s Carrot Souffle

1 3/4 lbs peeled carrots
1 3/4 cup sugar
1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla
2 tablespoons flour
3 eggs
1/4 lb margarine, softened
powdered sugar

Steam or boil carrots til extra soft& drain well.
While carrots are warm, add sugar, baking powder and vanilla.
Whip with mixer til smooth.
Add flour and mix well.
Whip eggs separately and add to mixture, blending well.
Add margarine and blend well.
Pour mixture into baking dish-ABOUT HALF FULL—as the souffle will rise.
Bake@ 350 about 1 hour or until top is light brown.Sprinkle lightly with powdered sugar before serving.

So, Woman’s Hospital called me today and they want to do...

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 14:45:21 -0600

So, Woman’s Hospital called me today and they want to do one more photo shoot for their annual report. It will be Wes, Vera, my mom (random!) and me, and they want to shoot several poses, but she specifically sent this as something she had in mind - ha! Not sure how that’s going to work with Baby V, but we’ll see. Anyway, it’s December 8th; I’ll keep you posted.

malty: There has been countless times where I have stayed in my...

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 13:17:58 -0600

malty:

There has been countless times where I have stayed in my car to belt out the last end of this song. Its not pretty but it is pretty epic.

Nice

Sydvish's tips for getting dressed:

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 12:04:32 -0600

#1 - When you’re putting on a turtleneck, don’t forget to remove your glasses.

Bad morning update:

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 11:48:00 -0600

I got 6oz when I pumped at 10:30!! Woo! Possible explanations:

The work I’ve been doing pumping after I’m empty is paying off.
I turned the suction up to 11.

eeeefffffffffff!

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 08:33:46 -0600

Vera ate at 7:00 last night, then slept from 10:00 to 5:00am. I fed her at 5:00, then I planned to try and feed her again and 7:15 because I only had 3 bottles made for today, and she eats at 10:00, 1:00, and 4:00 while I’m at work. She wouldn’t eat at 7:15 (partially bc she had to go to the bathroom) so I waited 15 minutes and tried again. She still wouldn’t eat, but I’d already let down, so I figured I should pump and then just give my mom the bottle to give her when she wakes up. The electric pump stuff was cleaned, sterilized, and packed for work today, so I figured I’d use the manual pump really quickly. I tried and couldn’t even get an oz. WTF? I thought it might just be the manual pump, so I got the electric one out and tried that. Same thing (both sides). FFFF! I have no idea what’s going on. I also have no idea what to do. She’s never eaten formula. I don’t think the best time to try is when I am not around, and I only have 3 bottles made (no back-up bc I didn’t know I was coming back to work). Anyway, hopefully she ate enough at 5:00 to sustain her until at least 9:00 or 9:30, then she won’t be too far off schedule, and I’ll just have to feed her at 6:00 tonight instead of 7:00. Anyway, situations like this make it impossible for me to figure out what time I will be able to leave for work on any given day, especially when she starts daycare after Thanksgiving. I don’t know what to do. I pump until they’re empty the 3 times I pump/day, but I can usually only get 4oz total at each session, and she eats 4, so I don’t have any left…shouldn’t my body be getting the message to send more? I guess I’ll have to start pumping every night at 10:00 for backup, and so my body doesn’t get even lazier.

I hate that I didn’t even get to enjoy one of the very few waking hours I’ll get to see her today.

F pumping, F mornings like this, and F this whole effing situation. FFF!

Analyzing lyrics

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 06:20:00 -0600

This morning, while sterilizing bottles (my second to LEAST favorite thing about this back to work, baby in daycare situation [the first being that I have to put Vera in daycare in the first place]) I had The Way You Love Me by Faith Hill in my head. I don’t really know the song, so I was forced to keep repeating the part I do know which is:

If I could grant, you one wish, I wish you could see the way you kiss

Ooh, I love watching you, baby.

When you’re driving me (pause) crazy

Then on to the refrain:

Ooh, I love the way you

Love the way you love me

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be

Ooh to feel the way I feel with your arms around me

I only wish that you could see the way you love me.

Here’s my main problem with the song: The line “If I could grant, you one wish, I wish you could see the way you kiss” doesn’t make any sense! She’s talks about granting him the wish, then she says “I wish.” First of all, she’s making the wish, not Tim Mcgraw (I assume the song’s about her husband). Second, I am sure if he were granted one wish, that would not be the one.

I know this is random, and no one cares, but it’s quiet here, and I have no one else to talk to about this right now. Have a nice day!

Manipulation!

Wed, 18 Nov 2009 09:05:00 -0600

First of all, I love Christmas, and I love Christmas musics (the classics, as well as “All I Want for Christmas is You” by Mariah Carey, and “My Only Wish This Year” by Brittney Spears - I KNOW!). The 24/7 Christmas music has started, and I’m thrilled, even though it’s a little early. Anyway, I’m sitting here in my car waiting for the rest of the Holiday Committee to get here so we can start the long process of buying a $10 gift for each our 464 employees (we wrap them too- so much fun!) and I’m listening to the radio. So this song came on, and the title must be “Christmas Shoes” or something like that. Anyway, it ranks up there with “Butterfly Kisses” for its phony and manipulative sentimentality. It’s absolutely wretched. It’s about a little boy with a sick mom who wants to buy some shoes but runs out of pennies, so the narrator saves the day (natch) and puts up the rest of the money, all the while rediscovering what Christmas is all about. Barf! It even includes the line (multiple times) “If Mamma meets Jesus tonight.” I am Catholic, and I love Jesus, but I don’t like the way that’s thrown in there. It’s like the icing on the cake of manipulation that is this song.

Anyway, I am all about giving and the true meaning of Christmas, but COME ON! Is this necessary?

Adjective of the day:

Wed, 18 Nov 2009 05:12:11 -0600

“Etubrute-like”

Thanks, nudawn! That made me lol.

hebertbabies: Vera, after she calmed down from her 2 month...

Tue, 17 Nov 2009 17:15:05 -0600

hebertbabies:

Vera, after she calmed down from her 2 month vaccinations this morning. It was quite a visit. First of all, when I made the appt last month, I must have been smoking something, because I made the appt for 10:00, and she eats at 10:00. Luckily, she ate at 8:00 instead of 7:00 this morning, so that bought me a little extra time. She was happy for the first part of the visit. She smiled and laughed with the nurse and me before the Dr. came in. Her patience wore out though, when Dr. Martin checked her ears and throat, and things went downhill from there. She’s usually a pretty laid back baby, even when she’s hungry, so her crying surprised me. After her checkup, the nurse came back to administer three shots and an oral rotovirus vaccine (I didn’t know they’d come out with one). Anyway, I had just calmed Vera down from the exam, so as soon as I laid her on the table for shots, the tears started. She screamed like I’d never heard her scream, and looked at me with the most pitiful expression. It was so sad!! Anyway, I had to feed her in the newborn waiting room, but after that she was fine. This is her after picture. Whew! I’m glad that’s over!! I have heard different things about how babies react the day after their shots. I hope Vera chooses sleep instead of tears.

Back to work blues...

Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:07:06 -0600

So, apparently, Vera is surviving and thriving without me. It’s a blow to the ego, but I’m happy she’s doing well. I have this fear that she’s going to forget that I’m her mom, and that she’ll end up liking her daycare teacher more than she likes me since she will be with her more/week than I will. Other moms have said they felt the same way, so at least I know I’m not crazy. I just wish I could explain to her that I have to go to work but that I’ll be back to get her later. I guess after a few days she’ll figure that out.

Ugh!!!

Woo!

Mon, 16 Nov 2009 09:38:59 -0600

First day back and I already have a Holiday Committee meeting. Party planning is my favorite type of work!

Why I Was On Time!

Mon, 16 Nov 2009 08:37:42 -0600

Because I am awesome.

It didn’t really matter what time I got here today, because I don’t have email, voicemail, or our system, so there’s really nothing I can do other than wait on IT. Fine with me!!

I only got 10 out of 25

Sat, 14 Nov 2009 19:01:30 -0600

I only got 10 out of 25:

thedisgruntledgradstudent:

wooliebear:

davidkendall:

melanyouth:

Impressive quiz about things we see every day.

Average is 7, but still. Don’t I feel inobservant.

18 out of 25 here…..and the one’s I missed here “face-palm” answers that I should have known…..except, maybe, the Cambell’s soup one……

…..thanks for the quiz, btw…..I love this kinda stuff…..

15 out of 25 and I’m okay with that. Fun!

18 :)

16. That was fun!! The questions involving geometric shapes kept tripping me up. ha!

Psst!

Fri, 13 Nov 2009 15:47:46 -0600

This means the return of Why I Was Late. This also means getting to hang out with my friends every day, so that’s fun!

Bittersweet

Fri, 13 Nov 2009 15:40:39 -0600

I wasn’t planning on going back to work after having Vera, but due to circumstances beyond my control, I have to. Because of these (new) circumstances, I’ve been frantically trying to find childcare for Vera after I return to work (like I said, I didn’t plan on going back, so I hadn’t even put her name on the list anywhere. Most people do this when they find out they are pregnant). Anyway, today, we got our rainbow in the dark (yeah, I’ve listened to Dio, what of it?). Mrs. Hope, the nicest daycare administrator in the world (who didn’t treat me like a crazy person while I toured her daycare, even though I was bawling my eyes out the whole time) called me from Woman’s Developmental Center, and said that she was able to get Vera in!! Luckily, a little baby left because they found a daycare closer to home, and Vera’s going to take her spot. Even better, there are only 2 other babies in her “class,” and one of them is my friend Fuf’s baby, James. It’s a wonderful daycare, and I am thrilled that she was able to get in (temporary alternative would be alternating days between my step-mom, mom, and two cousins, which is wonderful, but children thrive on schedules and consistency, so I think that might have been a little crazy. Vera starts there the Monday after Thanksgiving (next week she’ll do the crazy mom schedule, and Thanksgiving week she’ll be with me, because we’re going out of town).

I can’t even express fully how sad I am to leave her. I feel like I just as soon cut my heart out and drop that off at daycare. I don’t want to miss a minute of her development; it makes me so sad! I realize that the majority of Americans leave their children at daycare, but it’s still hard. I have such fond memories of my childhood, and of the way I was raised, and I wanted so badly to create a similar experience for Vera. I know this is temporary, and I am sure I’ll get to “retire” eventually, I just was not expecting this. The worst part is that once she starts sleeping from 7-7, I’ll only get to be with her for about 3 hours a day! That’s awful. :( Luckily, I have a wonderful boss who is allowing me to take Tuesdays off, so that will be our special day.

Speaking of the Beach Boys, and of bad music, I have a true...

Fri, 13 Nov 2009 15:15:31 -0600

Speaking of the Beach Boys, and of bad music, I have a true confession: I like the Beach Boys (maybe all because of Uncle Jesse). My favorite BB songs are:

Wouldn’t It Be Nice (strange slideshow video above…I would have just posted an audio file, but I already hit my limit for the day, so this is my workaround).
God Only Knows
Don’t Worry Baby
I Get Around
When I Grow Up (To Be a Man) [Probably like this one and the one above because of their inclusion in the Look Who’s Talking soundtrack. I love that movie. I KNOW!!}

Forever - Jesse and the Rippers Speaking of bad music, Vera and...

Fri, 13 Nov 2009 14:56:31 -0600

Forever - Jesse and the Rippers

Speaking of bad music, Vera and I woke from our nap in the living room this afternoon to the Full House episode where Uncle Jesse’s song makes it to number one in Japan (you know, the one where he lets fame go to his head and his family life spins out of control but then he comes back down and gets it together all in a 24 hour period). I used to LOVE Uncle Jessie. I also loved all the episodes on which the Beach Boys guest starred. Ha!

For nudawn… I discovered this morning that she had never...

Fri, 13 Nov 2009 11:02:00 -0600

For nudawn…

I discovered this morning that she had never heard of America (through a FB comment thread between Mills, nudawn, and me). Anyway, here it is. I find this song to be overwhelmingly depressing. This started when I was a kid, but I can’t really explain why. I guess I just don’t understand why he wouldn’t name the horse, especially since he’s lonely in the desert anyway. Also, the “la, la, la, la la la” melody is just too melancholy and haunting for my taste. AND, don’t really understand why he lets the horse run free. What’s he going to do? Where’s the horse going to go? They’re probably both going to die.

Ugh!

Fri, 13 Nov 2009 09:07:27 -0600

My friend E just discovered Chinese drywall in her house. They had to rebuild half of their house after Katrina, so they’ll have to take the entire addition and remodeled part of the house down to the studs. What’s worse, is the builder is not technically responsible, and the insurance company won’t pay for it. Their only option for reimbursement would be a class action suit against the manufacturing company, which would take years to see payout. This sucks! They have to move out of the house and find a rental (with a new baby and a 2 year-old.

Not sure what’s going on with all these crises. That’s the 3rd one in my group of friends (not including mine). Crap!