Monday, December 31, 2007

The dentist.


Sometimes, the world just plays a trick on you and messes with your mind. For months now, I've been nervous about sending the kids to the dentist. In truth, I've been nervous about sending Edda to the dentist - would she scream, would her teeth be all terrible because of the grinding/mouthing/poor brushing? Nope, everything went fine with her last week, everything looked great.

Vince had his check-up today. He has EIGHT cavities. I just about fainted when Jeremy relayed the message to me on the phone. Apparently, he does a good job brushing, it's just that his teeth are so tightly packed together and we haven't been flossing so that there is decay between all of his back molars. This means FOUR separate return visits to the dentist to fix them. Sometimes I just want to sit down and hold my head for a little while. Did I mention that I am still sick?

Sunday, December 30, 2007

The return of the college roomates.

After Christmas, with everyone scattering homeward or to the jungles of Bolivia, Jeremy, Donald and the kids motored to upstate New York to spend a few days with Kiki and Kappa.

Along the way, the females of the group (Edda and Ruby) both had major post-Christmas dinner digestive issues which stunk up the whole car leaving the males wondering which one of the "I'm not telling because I can't speak English, but I'm damn cute" females was responsible for making the car smell like a feed lot.

I, on the other hand, avoided the poopmobile and worked for a few days. I took the infamous Chinatown bus ($20 from DC-NYC) where I overheard conversations about illicit pharma transactions and coughed my way through stops in Baltimore, Philly and finally NYC.

I spent the evening with Karen, my college roommate, who broke a long tradition of eating out to cook a spaghetti dinner for me. I was very happy.

Jeremy spent the previous evening with his college roommate, Alan, and met his lovely wife and daughter.


Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Still sick.

I trudged into work today, still sick. Runny nose, coughing, low grade fever. What is with this flu? If I keep going at this rate, I will be well when I'm 92. I really miss being able to taste food.


Even though I'm the sickest I've ever been in years, it's been a great Christmas.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Christmas Eve dinner.

We were sick. A number of people couldn't eat due to upset tummies. But at least we had each other.


Back Home

Back home in MD. Everyone seems pretty darn sick. Hrm... I'm wondering what my odds are of coming out unscathed healthwise from this week... laff. Here's Vince and I playing with Photo Booth. Merry Xmas!

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Edda and Christmas.

Yesterday, while all of the other kids were opening their gifts, Edda protested a little bit.

Too loud! Too messy! Too many people! What's with this fur trim on my dress?


Saturday, December 22, 2007

Pre-christmas frenzy.

Since some of the DC cousins are headed out of town for Christmas, we had a cousin-only pre-Christmas gift exchange this evening. (I still feel crappy, spent a lot of the day in bed). We were going to cook, but had Chinese takeout instead. I'm beat. There were so many, many, many gifts opened. There was the explanation of who exactly is Hannah Montana.


Friday, December 21, 2007

We are sick.

Argh - we've been sick all week. Fever, vomit, diarrhea. It was all there. I still stumbled into work since I needed to get some stuff done. Wed and Thurs, I did my best to keep myself far away from everyone else. During a meeting, there was a 30 minute break, I just lay down my head in the next chair and went to sleep. I also slept both ways on the train - one time I even caught myself drooling. Not a pretty picture. And everyday I went to sleep as early as possible. I think I've been in bed at 7:30 every night hence the lack of blog entries.

We stuck a dentist appointment in there as well. We found an awesome dentist just down the road from us who is willing to take a look at Edda's teeth and actually clean them. Our dentist in Singapore actually shooed us away (no need to pay! really! just go elsewhere!) - barely looking in Edda's mouth. So no cavities. Just a lot of plaque because we don't brush her teeth well enough.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Weekend update.

We have implemented this new activity - "Project Sisyphus" aka picking up after ourselves and keeping the house clean. This is not something we are good at or have a knack for, but since we have our babysitter coming to the house every single day, it would be nice not to have a pile of dirty laundry/used dish/discarded toy/uncapped marker/read magazines/pile of mail sitting in the same place for 2 weeks. Of course, once this project was implemented, we were all grouchier because I would get upset if Vince ate his sandwich in the living room or if socks were left next to doors or any one of a million things I didn't care about before. Don't worry, I'm sure soon enough we will return to our messy ways, but hopefully not until all the guests leave after Christmas.

Saturday - spent the day waiting for snow and ice that never came. I almost canceled out of a really nice dinner party Saturday night because of the deceptive weather men. Luckily, I didn't listen and spent an enjoyable night without the family speaking "adult".

But during the day, there was the park:



Sunday was the last day of the semester for Chinese school. There was a year end performance and potluck! Jeremy made yummy dumplings - with homemade dough!



Friday, December 14, 2007

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Oh Christmas tree!

Things are very exciting around here. Jeremy's unpaid gig has been a lot of fun, but what is even more fun is that he's starting a paid gig in the new year. The unpaid-ness of the old gig gave us the flexibility to get everyone used to our babysitter because he could bail on the unpaid gig at anytime and rush home in case of a kid-related mishap, but our sitter has worked out beautifully!

I'm really enjoying my job and getting into the groove. We are less involved with the kids' schools, but it's what it has to be for now to pull off our plan of actually moving out of my parents' house some day. Um, what else? Oh yes, Christmas is coming soon and we are getting that festivus feeling.

The tree was up 2 weekends ago. Do you see the license plate hanging from the tree? From an old Toyota that Jeremy was driving when I first met him - ah, that little car had something like 20 horsepower.


Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Jeremy irons.

I am not taking enough photos. Here's one of Jeremy ironing.


Monday, December 10, 2007

Ruby in the trunk.

On a short drive, because we weren't driving the station wagon, we put Ruby in the spacious (but dark) trunk of the car and opened the little ski pass through to let in a little light into the trunk.


But Ruby did not like being in the trunk and wiggled her way out while we were navigating neighborhood roads.


Sunday, December 9, 2007

Shhhh, don't tell Edda.

Jeremy started looking into getting Edda a harness or a swing that she could use indoors. He was thinking of a simple door jam set-up with not that much hardware because, well, this isn't our house and we don't want to put in a nail hole if we don't have to.

Mom and Dad were home this weekend and took one look at our plans and being the engineers that they are, the took down some drywall within 15 minutes and looked at the internal structure of the house. I guess we are putting in permanent eye hooks into the ceiling. Pretty cool.


Friday, December 7, 2007


Here is a photo from the day Edda was born. I am trying to get some good latching going.


I waited a few weeks to actually write this down, but after over 3.5 years, Edda is finally weaned. I never, ever, thought in a million bazillion years thought I would nurse this long, but what can I say? Edda liked it and who was I to tell her that she needed to give it up? Edda was always a very efficient nurser - gulp, gulp, gulp - 10 minutes every 3-4 hours and she turned out to be a fat, fat baby. Vincent, he would suckle for hours and drive me up the wall and people constantly would ask if he was getting enough milk. Hey, it's still kind of like that now with the regular food. Can't nail Vince down to the dinner table, but Edda will sit and eat for an hour without stopping.

Finally, since June of 2001, I don't have have a little parasite either living in me or sucking the life out of me. Whew.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Big news and sledding.

Oh happy, happy day!

The kids had a 2-hour delay for school today. Jeremy took the kids sledding. The big hill in the neighborhood is right behind our house. Vince is in the back, we don't have any snow boots for him this season. Edda went down the hill once, we think she enjoyed it, but she generally doesn't like the cold.


What's the big news? Ha ha ha ha ha! (No, I'm not pregnant!)

Wednesday, December 5, 2007


I bought vegan donut holes from Whole Foods! Yuck!


In the morning.


In the evening.


Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Festival of Lights.

Tonight is the first night of Hanukkah. Jeremy's 50% Jewish, which means the kids are 25% Jewish, which is a good enough reason to spin the dreidel and light the menorah. Really, it needs to be called the Festival of Fatty Foods because every delicious Hanukkah food is deep fried or slathered with sour cream or butter.

Potato pancakes, glistening with oil.


Jeremy enjoying said potato pancakes with sour cream.


Vincent lighting the candles.


Edda enjoying her challah bread.


If I were a rich man - Vince enjoying his loot during the dreidel game.


Sunday, December 2, 2007


Jeremy takes tremendous pleasure in dressing Edda in delightful outfits. Last week was picture day at school, she got dressed in a plaid dress with a matching overcoat and hat.

Jeremy and Vince tried to get Edda to smile outside where the light was better for photos, but it was a little chilly and Edda was not amused. She just wanted to be warm.


Saturday, December 1, 2007


We have been keeping the thermostat at 66F during the day in an effort to save some money on the heating bill which I know is going to be heartbreaking no matter what we do. Everyone has on thick sweaters and toasty winter slippers except Ruby who tries to find a sunny spot to sleep in.

At 5 pm I could stand it no longer and I cranked the heat up to a balmy 70F. Within 30 minutes, Vince was watching the Muppets Take Manhattan in the nude and I was walking around in my bare feet enjoying the tropical temperatures in the house.

Sadly, now it's 8:30 pm and the downstairs thermostat has clicked in to its nighttime setting of 50F. Brrr, I gotta get upstairs under the blankets.