Teether Boy was up all night last night. Literally. Every 10 minutes. Not fun for anyone involved.
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Teether Boy was up all night last night. Literally. Every 10 minutes. Not fun for anyone involved.
Oh Stella, I remember those days very well. Teething, diaper rash, and diarrhea! Three of the worst at keeping mom up all night! Are you doing anything/using anything to help ease baby's discomfort?
I loved the old frozen washcloth trick. Worked super for all my kids!
He likes that too. I give him frozen washcloths, teething stuff, my fingers and some tylenol and orajel. Hopefully that was a big push for those teeth and they will be out soon.
Making a wish for better nights to come, Stella. :) P.S. It's fun getting to relive the baby days through younger moms like you and the others. Such a gentle reminder of everything I remember going through.....
Ghirardelli hot chocolate - double chocolate - mix. Seriously, $6.00 for a container with 12 servings?!? I was paying $4.40 just a year ago. You're telling me the price of chocolate has gone up 36% in a year? Apparently that's where I should have invested all my money.
Guess this will cut down on the winter weight gain because I'm not drinking hot chocolate on a regular basis with those prices.
Yesterday my bratty Fr. bulldog bit me--my first dog bite ever that broke the skin. It's minor, but I've already begun a Regime of Attitude Adjustment.
Speaking of chocolate peeves...A couple of weeks ago, I saw a huge bag of Scharffen Berger unsweetened cocoa powder (2 pounds? 5 pounds?) at my beloved Grocery Outlet for $20. I didn't buy it. Needless to say, it was gone when I went back for it. You'd think I'd have learned by now to strike while the iron was hot.
on the cash changing subject: first thing one morning a guy that I have never seen came in for a gallon of kerosene. He handed me a $100 bill.. If the boss hadn't come in about then, I wouldn't have been able to cash it. We don't keep that kind of cash in the till. I am wondering if he had this figured out and thought he would get it for free! grrrrrrr........
ETA:
I have no idea why the ambulance is in on this?????????
I would be kicking myself about missing that opportunity, too. Scharffen Berger cocoa powder is exceptional. I haven't bought it in years, but used to keep it on handle solely to make hot chocolate and chocolate sauce. I never could bring myself to bake with it, feeling that it was to pricey for that. I did their factory tour once: heaven!
My peeve for the day: why do I think about food constantly, even when I am not hungry?
Kara
Yesterday I was awakened early by the loud slap of a string trimmer against the side of my house. I'd had trouble getting to sleep because of hay fever and possibly the medications I've been taking and I ended up feeling sick until The Yard Guy finally got done with several yards and left. I then went back to sleep again and got nothing done in my garden, which needs a lot of work before the first hard frost. UGH!!! My October Resolutions are 1) To get my lot entirely planted with ground cover or whatever; and 2) To pray fervently for $30 a gallon gasoline so power landscaping toys will be too expensive to run. >:(
However it happens (goats become trendy?) I'm with you, wishing fervently for an end to assault by yard tools. Yesterday, some neighborhood bleep ran a chain saw for hours. If I designed Hell, it would be full of chainsaws, blowers, gas mowers...and their wielders. Ahem.
"My peeve for the day: why do I think about food constantly, even when I am not hungry?"
My guess? Insulin.
How have I missed this thread? :confused:
My current peeve: the neighbors that have decided to let their 2 pit bulls and a chihuahua out to roam every day. They aren't bad dogs, but the fact that my dogs can see them means that Barking Must Commence. So I guess it's my own dog that is annoying me, but I would still rather their dogs didn't "accidentally" get out 3 times per day.
Daily pet peeve for October 21 2011, the new forum program settings. ALL THREADS AND TOPICS, highlighted, as in showing as being unread, no matter if you've read them or not, and ALL main forum headings showing blue, suggesting that there are newly posted thread topics contained within that have not been reviewed or read as of yet, yet there isn't, because I've already read them.
Possibly, but I have recently had extensive blood tests and everything looked good. I actually feel it has more to do with food = comfort for me, so it's my reaction to prolonged stress in my life. So yeah, I know I can fix it...I just need to get on that.
Today's peeve: Jewish mother guilt. Ugh. But that's not really my peeve. I mean, my mom is what she is. What really bothers me is that it still bothers me. Why do I let her get to me, still, at age 37? Lame.
Kara
Today's annoying noise: possibly street cleaners. A loud, unending drone--and totally unnecessary, if that's indeed what it is.
The noise never ends here. It looks like a quiet, peaceful forested area, but it's anything but.
Iris Lily, I feel your pain.:sick:
Stress causes insulin release, so I'm stickin' with my story. !thumbsup!
It was an industrial-strength, truck mounted vacuum across the street. A new bugaboo. I left the house for an hour, and it's quiet now. Hope it stays that way.
My peeve for the day is this: how can I lose 30 lbs., and not lose an inch?? That just isn't fair.
Hugs to you, Domestic Goddess, from another who can't loose an inch.
I'm fed up to there with the USPS. It now takes a first class letter two days to travel six miles in my area. Mail orders that come by "standard shipping" or "ground shipping" are now delivered by UPS to the nearest Post Office where they can languish indefinitely before some yahoo realizes there's a box that's been sitting there for three days that *might* be a package for someone in the area. AAAAGGGGHHHH!!! >:(
I'm also angry at the things I buy that break or don't work. (Yeah, this is two peeves - wanna make something of it? :~)) So far this week one of those wonderful long-life flourescent lightbulbs burned out within a few weeks of being placed in a hard-to-reach fixture, and the expensive Coca-Cola clock that would have looked so nifty in my kitchen died within a week.
I'm trying to figure out how "No, I really don't want us to invite anyone over this afternoon. I need some time to myself and some peace and quiet. Please do not tell anyone they can come over here" translated into us inviting someone over this afternoon. What is unclear about the above statement?
What part of "please don't fill the washer so full?" is so impossible to understand (for an adult male)? We now are going to have to buy a new washer, because one person who lives in this house overfilled the washer, the basket broke, and the motor burned out. Though it is kind of fun looking at the ads, and even considering a front loader. They have come down in price since they first came out, and I think it would be good for us, since we do a lot of laundry.
Jemima. I love the sounds of your Coca-Cola clock! Could it be repaired (low cost)?
Stella. One thing I've gotten a lot better at (account getting older), is saying "no", and, turning down invitations/guests. The stress reduction of being able to do such has been exponential.
Domestic Goddess. Overloading (anything appliance related) is a major pet peeve of mine! The old saying, "more isn't better" applies to this one so well.
Dogs sleeping on the floor decide to get up as I am stepping over them causing me to go sprawling on the floor or into a wall resulting in numerous scrapes, bruises and sometimes a bloody nose.
Ouch! Best wishes for healing, goldensmom! Those dogs sometimes just don't know the havoc they can cause. Hope you're feeling better soon!
No matter how many times I tell my son to pick up his tiny Lego pieces off the floor, he doesn't. Then I step on them in the middle of the night on my way to the bathroom. That really hurts!
Thanks. I'm sore but on the mend. After tripping me and causing the bloody nose, while I was on the floor my 90# Golden Retriever got on top of me and tried to lick the bloody nose. I yelled to my husband for help and he wanted to know which dog I tripped over........ 'pardon me but I'm hurt here'. This is the 7th time something like this has happened and I just can't learn to not step over a dog lying on the floor.
My pet peeve of the day is that I hate when people at the grocery store have to examine every green bean or whatever else before putting it in the bag or in their cart while other people are trying to purchase the same stuff. They're oblivious. I recently had whole beef tenderloin on my shopping list because it was on sale for $4 a pound. When I got to the meat case a guy and his wife were looking at them. I waited, and waited, and finally did another aisle of shopping. Came back and they were still there. Waited some more. Did two more aisles, they were still there. They took each and every tenderloin out of the case one by one and examined them intently. There were about 15 of them. What I don't get was these are untrimmed vacuum packed pieces of meat that are then folded over and put on a mean tray and then wrapped in cling wrapped and labled. I can't fathom what they were looking for. You can't really see most of whats in the package.
A volunteer here who hums ALL FREAKIN' DAY LONG!!!!
My daily peeve is my daily headache. It has arrived sometime in the middle of the night/early morning every single day since last Sunday. ARGH
Kara
I've complained about this before but it's on my mind again today. People who call five times in a day. ****! I'll call you back when I get a chance people.
Related to this, it seems like many of my friends think that because I am home during the day I am available. I have two kids to homeschool, a toddler, a baby and I'm pregnant. I have a lot on my plate. It's disruptive to have the phone ringing all day long while we are working on math or reading together. As it is my daily tasks, like cooking, cleaning, making appointments, paying bills and all that are frequently interrupted. I don't mind people calling, but 5 times in a row is excessive. I think it bothers me in part because if I had a paid job no one would expect me to interrupt my work to chat on demand. Running a household, raising four kids and homeschooling two of them is not a part-time gig.
This is why my landline phone was permanently silenced the day I retired. I've given the cell number only to people who are very important to me, and after two-plus months of peace and quiet I don't seem to have missed anything crucial. I'm giving the answering machine to Purple Heart at their next pickup and using the landline only for outgoing calls and faxes.
My sympathies. :(
What about really nice weather inspires every yahoo in my development to go outside, mow the yard, and otherwise ruin the day with power lawn tools? And I can't even leave and get away from it. With all the construction going on around here I'm bound to get involved with even bigger, noisier power tools. I never thought I'd look forward to winter, but now I do. GAH!!!! >:(
Today I received a big order from Amazon. Four of the items were books, and one of them was so tightly shrink-wrapped I had to go fetch my toolkit and use the utility knife to liberate it. Another item was a case of evaporated goat milk and I had to use a broken-off screwdriver and a claw hammer to get the box open. Then I opened a shoe box from L.L. Bean and found the shoes wrapped in plastic instead of the usual paper, and some sort of desiccant in the form of a plastic square which had warnings not to eat it printed in numerous languages.
I greatly dislike shopping in person, but the excessive packaging is getting to me. >:(
This is nearly unbelievable, but our phone books were delivered this morning at 2:45 AM along with the daily newspapers. I was up reading and heard something thunk outside, and about ten minutes later I heard two sharp raps as if someone was either knocking hard or trying to pry a door or window open by hammering a chisel into a wooden door frame.
I had tightening up security at my house on my mind all day. Then I went outside to plant a few fall items and found the d@mn thing laying at the foot of my steps.
If I'm up that late tonight, I may just go out and throw the phone book back. >:( >:( >:(
Today one of the dogs got into a bag of groceries and ate 3/4 sack of cashews. I am not happy about that.
I'm so freaking tired of people who canNOT follow a simple instruction sheet.
I'm coordinating my parish's participation in an area-wide toy drive for needy kids at Christmas. The wish list we are given for each kid has a number of squares at the top to cut off - these squares have the kid's first name, reference# for the toy drive, etc. - and tape on the package so the correct gift gets to the proper kid.
In the past too many people have just taped the tag onto the package with a small piece of tape across one corner and that was it. It wasn't on securely and was either ripped off by accident, fell off, etc.
I specifically wrote up a very simple instruction sheet that told people what date to return the gifts by, to securely tape tag to package (I specifically said not across a single corner).
And what do these people do? Return gifts with the tag on very insecurely.
What part of this do these idiots not understand? I have to go around to each and every package with a thing of tape in hand to secure the tags to the package properly because the idiots can't read instructions and didn't pay attention when I told them to make sure each kid gets the gift they're supposed to.
And another thing...
I had a master list with reference# for each person to write their name next to, so I knew which family had taken each one (also wrote it down in a notebook in my purse). At least three families wrote their names down for one kid, then changed their mind and took another one, without correcting the list. And when I discover this (because certain things aren't matching up - the list showed kids had been taken, yet the wish lists were still on the sign up table) and contact the people, all they can tell me is "Oh, I took a 4 yo boy. I think his name is X." REFUSE to tell me the reference#. So I had to go through the pdf scans I had done of all the wish lists (there are 25 total kids we took) to play detective.
I don't freaking have the extra time for this. I have time to do the project if people following instructions, but all this extra time? NO!
I'm sadly coming to the conclusion that a lot of people I thought had common sense don't have it at all.
Yes, I'm not exactly in a good mood.